'You must think I'm some kind of cheap tramp!' she screeched, angry because his regard for her was so much lower than hers for him. Though she had snubbed him after that first time, she realized when she saw him just how much she had missed him, and had wanted him to force his cock into her again. But here he was, telling her he had brought someone else to use her, thus reducing her to the level of some kind of animal, to be loaned to whomever needed her.,
'There's nothing cheap about you!' Joe laughed. 'But you do belong to me, Mickey. I own you. And the sooner you understand that, the sooner our relationship will settle into a nice groove.'
'I said it before,' she snapped. 'I belong to no one. And if Mark Silo thinks he can stick that thing of his into me, he has another think coming.'
'Not only does Mark think he's gonna fuck you, but I think he's gonna fuck you. Not only that, but in a few more minutes even you are gonna think he'll you. In fact, you're gonna beg him to shove it in.'
'No chance!' Mickey snapped at the hovering Orgiurio.
'What was that?' he asked, kneeling on the bed beside her and grabbing both tits with his hands.
Even then he felt the soft, warm, smooth flesh tingle under his fingers. It was an effort on his part to keep his eyes from showing how much he enjoyed the feel of her flesh, even if he was grabbing her roughly. The perspiration-covered skin still had a creamy texture to it, and her ripe nipples still felt like delicious berries waiting to be picked. It took all his will power not to lower his head to them and stuff them into his mouth.
His fingers became like icy talons, gripping Mickey's delicate nipples, twisting them, kneading them. Mickey felt the pain, but she also felt the thrill of his rubbing fingertips as he tugged. He was combining pleasure with the pain to give her even more physical gratification.
But for all her enjoyment of the way he was torturing her body, Mickey had no intention of letting him see it. She struggled, trying to pull her tits away from his squeezing fingers, but Orgiurio's weight came down on her, pinning her to the bed. His thighs forced hers apart, exposing her shining pink cunt with the circle of red hair to the eyes of Mark Silo and Jenna Murray.
Silo stared at her cunt, his mouth watering. Not that he wouldn't have wanted Jenna at that moment. But Orgiurio had told Mickey Silo was to fuck her, and so Silo had already accepted that fact. Having accepted it, he stared with voracious hunger at the wet pink meat of the redhead's cunt.
Mickey, even with Orgiurio on top of her, was able to see Silo's face, and in it she could see the hunger he was building for her.
'Now, Orgiurio asked, twisting her nipples a bit more, feeling static thrills shoot through his fingers as they squeezed the lengthening nubbins, 'tell me again how you're going to refuse Mark.'
'Damn you,' she muttered, her teeth gritted because of the overpowering thrill she was getting
from the pain. 'Damn you to hell, Joe Orgiurio.' 'What'd you say?' he asked, twisting her nipples again.
'No more,' she pleaded, reveling in her own submission. 'No more. It… hurts too much.'
Orgiurio slowly eased his squeezing fingers from around her nipples, but just a little. He maintained enough pressure to let her know he'd squeeze even harder if she argued again.
'Now,' he told her. 'I made Mark a promise, and you don't want me to go back on that promise, do you? You behave properly and prove you're one hundred percent my woman, and after Mark you'll enjoy my cock. But if you give me a harder time, I'll go dig up about a dozen guys from the office who've been daydreaming about fucking you.
'My God, no!' Mickey murmured, aghast at the idea.
The idea of submitting to Orgiurio was enjoyable in its own way. Even the idea of a man like Mark Silo fucking her was nice enough. Hell, it was possible she'd have put out for him anyway in the course of seeking out men with whom to enjoy herself before getting serious. But the majority of the men who worked at the office were old, overweight, and not the least bit attractive.
'You just be a nice, obedient kid,' Orgiurio snapped, 'and you'll get the kind of cock you like!'
'Okay,' she nodded. 'Whatever you say, whatever you say.'
Through her tears, and she was crying a little now, Mickey knew she would enjoy what was about to happen. There was something about Orgiurio 's sadism that seemed to tie in perfectly with her own masochistic streak.
The realization hit Mickey that she didn't want Joe to dump her. Not only that, but she no longer
wanted to dump him. What they had going between them was too good to kiss off because of pride, masculine or feminine. Now it was time to yield, at least for the present, before he did her body any real harm.
'Okay,' Orgiurio muttered. 'Now you go ahead and let Mark know he can fuck you.'
Mickey shut her eyes for a moment, pretending to build her courage. She knew the sight of her submitting slowly would bind Orgiurio to her all the more tightly.
'Come on!' Joe snapped, squeezing her nipples just a little more. 'You tell him he can shove that cock into you. And tell him nicely, or Mark might refuse. And if Mark refuses, it'll mean more pain for you.
Mickey trembled a little. Though she was getting perverse enjoyment from it all, she knew Orgiurio was more ruthless than she had originally believed. He really might hurt her beyond the point of pleasure. Not only would she feel excess pain, but Orgiurio might get some pang of conscience afterward, and because of what happened might not approach her again. She had to play the game carefully now.
She opened her eyes and looked at Silo, who was staring into the blushing pink valley between her thighs. Finally she said, 'Okay Mark, put it in.
'No!' Orgiurio snapped, releasing her nipple and smacking her thigh. 'It isn't enough to tell him he can do it. You have to convince him you want him to shove his cock into you. Let him know how your cunt is burning to feel his prick. Tell him how you have to have his prick in particular, and express it with feeling.'
'Fuck me, Mark,' she told him, and began to feel the plea inside her. 'Fuck me good and fuck me hard! Please shove that hot, hard piece of meat
into my cunt! Please!' And she parted her thighs all the wider without any prodding on Orgiurio's part, letting him get an even better view of the way her red hair fringed her leaking cuntlips. Joe wanted to see her fucked by Silo, and by God, she'd plead long and loud enough to make Orgiurio realize what a fool he was, turning his woman over to another man to soothe his pride. By now Mickey realized she was Joe's woman for as long as she could keep him interested in her.
'Come on, Mark,' she whispered in an almost seductive voice. 'Look at how my mint is soaking wet, dribbling with lust for that wonderful cock of yours. It wants to feel it buried inside.'
Silo realized Mickey meant it. She wanted him to fuck her, and not just because Orgiurio had ordered it. She really wanted to feel his cock driving into her cunt.
Well, Mark Silo would fuck her silly!
Joe, still caught up in his desire for revenge, was not quite aware of the change that had taken place inside Mickey Conforte. Damn her! He'd show her. He'd let her see how degrading it was to be ordered to fuck a man other than the one she wanted. When the time came for him to slip her his own cock, she'd be so thankful she'd crawl on the floor and kiss his toes, one by one. His fingers were unconsciously caressing her nipples now, building them higher, making them swell to their fullest, like reddish-pink spikes. He was moving his body off hers now, shuffling to the side to make room for Silo. As he moved away, his hand reached between her thighs and began stroking her silken cuntlips, feeling the heavy flood of moisture increase.
Mickey began writhing and sighing, enjoying the masterful fingers at her cunt. The digits moved up and down, caressing her cuntlips with a power no other man seemed to have. When they came to
the swollen bead of her aching cut, she actually began bouncing as he teased it with a touch that drove her wild.
Orgiurio was getting hotter and hotter, and only the knowledge that he was completely degrading Mickey kept him from shoving his own cock into her. God! He had forgotten, how quickly she turned on when he touched her. Her hot cunt would leak at the slightest opportunity.
Mickey's body rotated on the bed, her hips thrusting upward and exposing her inner cuntlips even more. The need for fucking so totally overwhelmed her. She needed a cock, and she needed it badly. She could no longer see, think or concentrate on anything other than the craving of her body. Briefly she remembered the kind of orgasms Jenna had enjoyed, and she hoped she would finally peak the same way. Who could tell? Maybe Mark was even better than Joe. If he was it'd teach Joe a much-needed lesson about letting other men trifle with his woman. God! She was no longer just a woman. She was one big cunt in need of a fucking!
