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Clockwork shifted in their bonds. Pariah had them tied to a chair, hands cuffed behind the chair back. A spreader bar held their legs apart, leaving their pussy exposed to the cold air of the room. A blindfold was tied over their eyes, so they couldn’t see Pariah, and wax had been placed in their ears, so they couldn’t hear him.
A calloused fingertips trailed down their chest, then brushed over their clit just for a moment. Clockwork shivered.
They felt clawed fingertips tap twice on their thigh. Clockwork tapped their foot twice in response.
Pariah’s calloused thumb covered in hot lube swept a few gentle circles over their clit, making Clockwork shudder.
The thumb disappeared. It was replaced by the tip of something made of hard plastic, also covered in hot lube.
The bullet vibrator buzzed to life.The gentle vibrations of the lowest setting were enough to get arousal kindling in their gut.
Pariah shifted the tip a little bit and oh yes, there, right there. Clockwork moaned. This encouraged Pariah to turn up the vibrations.
Clockwork bucked their hips into the feeling. The tip of the vibrator shifted so the vibrations were more targeted. The fire of arousal was burning bright now. Clockwork could feel that they were making a puddly mess of themself.
Then Pariah turned off the vibrator and took it away. Clockwork whined.
Massive hands gripped their thighs, calloused thumbs gently spreading their entrance. Then he just stayed there, not doing anything else to them.
Clockwork whined again. Wasn’t he going to do something? They wiggled their hips impatiently. They felt the vibrations of Pariah chuckling at that.
The hands let go of them and disappearedfor a long moment. Then there was a hot body leaning over them. One hand gripped their hip, thumb pressing into the hollow where their hip bone would be.
Then the fat round head of Pariah’s cock was pressing into them, stretching them wide, wide open.
And suddenly that was all Clockwork could think about, that gargantuan dick pressing deeper and deeper into them. Clockwork moaned profanely, letting their head drop back.
Their hips met. Pariah’s hot breath ghosted against their face. Clockwork felt him grin again their cheek.
He pulled back, length oh so slowly following him. Clockwork’s legs trembled with anticipation. The heavy drag of his cock pulled a needy whimper from their dry throat.
Like a switch flipped, Pariah violently thrust forward, slamming his hips back into them. His hot cock stuffing them full, full, full.
Clockwork gasped then groaned with need.
As Pariah pulled back again, Clockwork imagined the head of his cock pressing up against the skin of their stomach from the inside, the outline slowly dragging downward then disappearing as he pulled out all but the head.
This time, when he slammed back in, he didn’t give them time to adjust before thrusting again and again. All thoughts were driven from Clockwork’s head as that hot, thick cock pounded into them like a sledgehammer.
They panted, open mouthed. Stars exploded behind their sightless eyes with each thrust. Each impact jarring them and sending white-hot pleasure shooting up their spine.
Pariah’s other hand moved to their hip, fingers digging in hard enough to bruise.
His knot had begun to swell. It popped in and out of Clockwork’s entrance, forcing almost pained sounds of pleasure from them with each thrust. Pariah’s pace increased as his climax approached.
The hot knot of pleasure in Clockwork’s gut was becoming overwhelming. Pariah’s cock seemed to get bigger each time he dragged it out as Clockwork’s passage spasmed with their own approaching orgasm.
With one final thrust, cum like liquid fire jetted into their womb with the force of a firehose. Pariah’s knot, fully inflated, popped into them, causing their passage to clench down hard. Clockwork wailed with pleasure as they came so hard they almost blacked out.
As they came down from their high, warm tingly feelings radiated from their still spasming passage. The waves of pleasure that their climax had caused had them practically limp in their bindings.
Pariah pulled the blindfold from their face. Clockwork now has a nice view of their husband’s green-flushed face.
He grinned and tapped their chest twice. Clockwork tapped twice back, flashing him a slightly spaced out grin. It was still hard to focus on anything but his cock still stuffing them oh so delightfully full.
Pariah’s arms slipped around them, pulling them flush against his chest into an embrace. Clockwork hummed, nuzzling into him and closing their eyes.