Torture (II)

I eagerly waited for his response, and when he spoke, I was shocked by his answer. "No."

"B-but-" I tried to lift my head to look at his face but a spank landed on my ass, so close to my pussy that I gasped, abruptly laying back down. I muttered, "That’s so mean." And all I got in response was a teasing squeeze on my ass. I was slightly pissed that he made me beg to get fucked only for him to say 'no'. But why did that sexy little cruel act of his make me just want to devour him? Why did it make my pulse stutter?

When my panties completely came off, he parted my legs and stuck two fingers into my dripping pussy, curling and rubbing against my grasping pussy walls.

"Oh…" I whimpered, desperately grasping at his fingers slick with my wetness. He slid his fingers in and out of my pussy, his thumb sinking between my ass cheeks, rubbing the creased skin of my ass hole. My breath hitched. He had never touched me right there before.