CHAPTER 44: CHAPTER 44

Tom, his mouth still covered by a leather ball gag, didn’t move. His body was tense, but his eyes, wide and filled with a desperate submission, were fixed on Kim. He had already been humiliated, but this... this was a new level of degradation.

"He did good back there," I said, my voice hoarse. "You should reward him sometime."

She laughed, a sharp, cold sound that grated on my ears. "This is his reward. The chance to taste what he’ll never have." She leaned down, her lips closing around the head of my cock.

Her mouth was hot and slick, her tongue a flame of pure sensation. She took me deep into her throat, the friction a perfect blend of pain and pleasure that sent a jolt through my core. I gasped, my hips bucking forward instinctively, burying myself in her mouth. She didn’t let up.

"Look at him, Evan," she breathed, her mouth still wrapped around my cock, her voice a low murmur against my skin. "Look at him drooling, begging for the taste of what’s mine now. He’ll never satisfy me like you do."

The words, the sight of Tom’s desperate stare, made my dick throb even harder.

Tom, his body trembling, began to pull himself up from the floor. He fumbled with the ropes on his hands, a low moan escaping his lips as he struggled to free himself. He finally managed to get to his knees, then slowly, with a pained grunt, stood up. He walked toward us, his pants already at his ankles, his tiny dick hard and ready. He positioned himself behind Kim and, without a word, pushed his way into her ass.

Kim’s head shot up. "Are you even inside me, Tom? Evan stretched my asshole so much I can’t even feel your pathetic dick anymore."

Tom’s muffled moans became louder, a low plea for something more. He pushed harder, his face contorted in a mix of frustration and desperate desire. I watched, my cock throbbing with every thrust he made, a low sound of pleasure escaping my lips.

"He’s trying so hard, isn’t he, Evan?" Kim whispered, her tongue teasing my cock. "He wants to be like you so badly, but he can’t. He’s not good enough."

I didn’t respond. I just closed my eyes, my hips bucking up to meet her mouth. Her tongue was a flame, her lips a vice, and I was a mess of moans and shudders.

"I’m getting closer," I managed to pant out.

She didn’t say anything. She just took my cock deeper into her throat, her head bobbing up and down. I reached out, my hands finding her head, and I held her down, my hips bucking. I couldn’t stop myself. My moans escaped my lips as I held her head, forcing her to take all of my cum.

I came, my body a blur of spasms and tremors. I felt my cum fill her throat, and I could feel her gagging on it, the taste of my cum filling her mouth. She didn’t let go though. She kept taking me, her tongue still moving, until my spasms ended and my body went limp.

She lifted her head, a long strand of my come hanging from her chin. She looked at me, her eyes filled with a mix of disgust and pleasure. I just stared back at her, a strange, silent understanding passing between us.

"You really are something else," she said, her voice still a little raspy from the cum. "Phew... boy, oh, boy."

She got up, not even waiting for Tom to cum. She covered her ass with her hand so the cum wouldn’t drop to the ground. She then walked away, leaving Tom alone, his body still twitching with the unfulfilled need to cum.

I laid there for a long time, my body still trembling. I, Evan, a vanilla guy, who had no idea how to talk to women, had just got a blowjob from a beautiful woman, while her man was fucking her ass and I came all over her face. I had no idea how I got into this mess, but I didn’t care. The only thing I cared about was how I could do it again.

Kim stood in the corridor, holding two towels—one neatly folded for herself, the other for me. Her expression was calm, almost casual, a little smirk tugging at the corner of her lips.

"Here," she said, holding out the towel for me. "One for you, one for me. We need a bath ASAP. Like, real ASAP."

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Sexual Activity Completed

Partner: Kim

EXP Gained: +9

Star Rating: 1.0 ★

Reason: Performance Assist Detected

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I walked toward her, taking the towel, raising an eyebrow. "Nice of you to think of me."

She just chuckled softly, sliding her own towel under her arm. "Don’t make me regret it."

Behind me, Tom shuffled nervously, his ropes still slightly restrictive as he moved closer. "Can I come too?" he asked, hopeful but careful.

Kim’s gaze snapped toward him, sharp and unflinching. "No. You? You’re staying here. And I want you cleaning up the living room. Every last bit of mess we made. Now, move."

Tom’s shoulders slumped, but he didn’t argue. He glanced at me with a half-smile, a mix of amusement and embarrassment. I smirked back. The guy clearly liked being humiliated, though he’d never admit it out loud.

Kim didn’t wait for any more protest—she led the way down the hall, the towel in her hand swinging lightly. "Come on, Evan. Don’t just stand there like a statue."

I followed, letting her guide me toward the bathroom. Mid-step, I reached into my pocket and pulled out my phone. "Here," I said, turning back toward Tom, who was still lingering by the corridor. "You can watch porn and rub one out while I fuck Kim’s brains out."

Tom’s eyes widened, a mix of disbelief and excitement crossing his face. He hesitated for a second, then managed a strained but eager smile. "Uh... thanks," he said quietly, taking the phone.

Kim just shot him a quick glance, smirking slightly but not saying a word. Her attention was fully on me now.

I tucked the towel under my arm and followed Kim into the bathroom, the warm scent of soap hitting me as she gestured toward the tub. "The water’s ready," she said casually, no hint of harshness, just that easy confidence she always carried.

We stepped into the bathtub, the warm water rising around us, curling around our legs and splashing lightly against the sides. The scent of soap mingled with our sweat, and I let out a low hum as Kim sank back, letting the water envelop her.

I pressed closer, my hands sliding over her sides, cupping her tits, and leaning down to kiss her. She tasted faintly of the bath and herself, a mix that made me groan quietly. Her fingers were already moving over my cock under the water, stroking lightly, teasing.

"You feel so good," I murmured, my lips brushing hers as I started teasing her clit with my thumb. She shivered, arching into my hand.

"Mmm... fuck, Evan, your hands... don’t stop."

Then I noticed it—a shadow moving on the other side of the door. A small outline seeping under the keyhole.

I froze, glancing at Kim, who tilted her head with a mischievous grin. "See that?" she whispered, eyes sparkling. "Tom’s peeking. Poor thing... probably thinks he’s sneaky."

I chuckled, shaking my head. "That little bastard’s more into this than I thought."

Kim leaned back against me, still toying with my cock. "Let him watch," she said. "Maybe it’ll teach him what he can never have."

"Jesus... you’re insane. I love it."

She laughed, dripping water and arousal everywhere. "You love it, don’t you? You love knowing he’s out there, watching. But this... this is ours."

I moved closer, kissing her neck, nibbling lightly. "Yours and mine. All mine."

The water lapped around us as she leaned forward suddenly, straddling me in the tub. Her soaked thighs pressed against my chest as she guided my cock inside her pussy. The water sloshed around, making the movement slick and fluid.

"Oh... fuck," I groaned, feeling her wet heat around me, her hands pressing on my shoulders as she started moving.

"You feel so good inside me," she whispered, leaning down, her lips brushing my ear. "Even with him watching... you’re the only one who can make me feel like this."

I held her hips, letting her ride me slowly at first, then picking up the pace. The water bubbled around us, our hands tangled, bodies slick.

"God... you’re taking it so well," I murmured, watching her eyes roll back. "Feels like you were made for this."

"Mmm...?" she purred, leaning closer to kiss me. "Tom’s probably shaking out there... knowing he can’t touch me. Isn’t that the sweetest thought?"

I grinned against her lips. "Yeah... the look on his face if he could see this would be priceless."

Kim laughed, rolling her hips over mine. "Good thing he’s obedient. Otherwise, he’d ruin it all."

I pressed my fingers into her clit, rubbing, while holding her steady. She moaned, leaning down, our mouths meeting again in messy, water-slicked kisses.

"You like that? Me touching you while he watches?" I whispered.

"Oh yes... yes, it’s so... naughty," she hissed. "Keep moving, Evan. Don’t stop. Let him see what he’ll never get to touch properly."