Chapter 102
Watching the completely naked body right in front of him, Kirk's eyes were about to pop out.
A pair of full but very perky breasts with two rosy nipples firstly caught Kirk's eyes, gently trembling up and down with the owner's body shaking.
Julie's flat stomach rose and fell with each breath, and the soft curls between her legs, still damp from the recent masturbation, glistened faintly. Through the tousled strands, a subtle blush peeked out, hinting at the delicate skin beneath.
Her two long legs were tightly pressed together and her knees were pulled back forcefully, making them appear even more straight and enticing.
Kirk crossed Julie's hands behind her back, lightly holding with his left hand and directly grabbing a pair of full breasts with his right hand, kneading them lightly and feeling the elastic touch of the flesh between his fingers.
Julie raised her head, tears streaming from her ears. The rough touch on her chest filled her with shame and a crushing sense of helplessness, leaving her trapped and suffocated.
"Damn, Julie, you're built like a dream. Did anyone else besides your hubby get a taste with these?" Kirk said, casually groping her chest.
Julie kept her head up, remaining silent and motionless.
Kirk was furious, thinking to himself, 'Bitch, you may have been rode by countless men, still pretneding to be innocent? Shameless slut!'
His big hand grabbed Julie's left breast, pinching the slightly erect nipple between his thumb and forefinger harshly.
Feeling a bit painful, Julie let out a muffled groan.
"Answer my question properly. I don't want to spend the night with a corpse. Otherwise, give me back my money!" Kirk sat on the table, the height difference placing Julie's breasts right in front of him. Unable to resist, Kirk couldn't help but lightly lick her idle right breast.
"No," Julie whispered.
"Really?" Kirk asked, licking Julie's nipple while his right hand slid down her flat belly.
He let go of her hands, his palms now roaming over her curves, squeezing and teasing her ass. Julie, though free to push him away, stayed still, letting him explore her body, her breath hitching as he kept going.
"I'm telling the truth!" Julie couldn't believe that Kirk actually thought she was a promiscuous woman.
But Kirk wasn't listening. His hand was already sliding between her cunt, his fingers grazing her slick folds. The wetness he found there made him grin to himself.
Blushing, Julie let out a soft moan, unsure if it was an agreement or a denial.
Kirk didn't want to argue with her at that moment. He stood up abruptly, lifted Julie straight up, and placed her on the table.
Julie was startled by Kirk's sudden movement, instinctively placing her hands on his shoulders.
Only when she realized she was standing on the table did her heart settle slightly, but soon she was puzzled again, not knowing what Kirk was up to.
"Get down on your knees!" Kirk's tone was gentle, but there was an unmistakable sense of command.
Julie's legs trembled for a moment, but in the end, she slowly knelt down in resignation.
"Keep your hands behind your back and don't move!" Kirk commanded.
Completely bare, her body already responding to his touch, Julie felt like she had no choice but to give in. She nodded lightly, tacitly agreeing.
Kirk walked to the other end of the table and opened a small case he'd brought with him. Inside were a pair of kinky handcuffs, a couple of Velcro restraints, and a handful of other toys he'd picked up before.
The clerk at the adult store had tried to sell him on a full-on BDSM kit, but Kirk wasn't into anything too extreme. He'd settled on a few essentials—just enough to spice things up.
Julie knelt on the table, listening to the sounds behind her, knowing that Kirk must have taken out something to mess around with her. The thought of being toyed with made her feel a mix of humiliation and confusion. How had it come to this? Was she going to be played with by Kirk tonight?
But Julie also realized that her body seemed to be responding in this perverse anticipation, with vaginal discharge slowly seeping out. If she kept kneeling like this, it might drip onto the table.
Julie's face slowly turned red. What was happening to her? Was she so desperate now that she couldn't resist the sexual needs? Even such humiliating behavior could trigger a response from her?
Kirk didn't give Julie much time to think. The handcuffs were directly fastened behind Julie.
Although having mentally prepared, Julie still instinctively struggled. The feeling of being bound made it difficult for her to accept.
"Kirk, don't do this, don't lock me up! Please!" Julie struggled a bit, but was held down by Kirk. The difference in physical strength made Julie's resistance futile.
"You have no choice!" Kirk said as he walked in front of Julie with the bondage straps. "Today, you are just my toy. Your responsibility is to serve me well, and then all of this will end!"
Julie closed her eyes in silence. What else could she say now?
Julie could feel Kirk spreading her legs apart, using the straps to secure her knees and elbows, fixing her left arm and left leg together, and the right arm and right leg as well.
The bound position made Julie's legs spread wide apart, exposing her cunt to Kirk's eyes effortlessly.
"Slut, I didn't expect your cunt to be pink. It seems like you take good care of yourself. Even after being fucked by men, you still look like a young girl. Truly a born slut!" Kirk said, extending his right hand to pinch Julie's labias, teasing and twisting them with a rough, deliberate rhythm.
Julie squirmed slightly to avoid his touch, but couldn't escape Kirk's agile fingers.
"Look at how horny you are!" Kirk pointed to the vaginal discharge flowing from her vagina. "You're so slutty, do you want to be fucked that badly? If I knew that, I would have fucked you long ago!"
As he spoke, Kirk's finger expertly circled Julie's clit, each stroke drawing a soft whimper from her lips. Her muffled cries only fueled his hunger to dominate her, his focus sharpening as he worked every inch of her body, coaxing out her desperate, unrestrained moans.
His left hand gently trailed down Julie's neck, gliding along the curve before gripping her back, kneading it with a firm, rhythmic motion. It was a relentless assault, his hands working in tandem—one distracting her, the other driving her wild, reigniting the fire in every sensitive spot he'd already claimed.
After playing for a while, Kirk moved both his hands to her lower body and casually wiped the moist vaginal discharge from his right hand onto Julie's chest, then turned back to the box and took out a bullet vibrator.
He glanced at the scene before him—a naked woman, breathless and sprawled on the table, her wrists cuffed tightly behind her.
Her long hair spilled over her back, partly hiding the smooth, flawless skin beneath.
Her legs were forced wide open, strapped securely to her elbows with black restraints, leaving her completely immobilized and at his mercy.
Due to the pressure, her breasts appeared fuller than usual.
Her labia had been pulled apart under the strain and Kirk's teasing, although not very obvious, revealing the protected vagina inside, with drops of vaginal discharge dripping onto the table through the slightly messy pubic hair.
"Julie, you're really lewd, do you want me to fuck you?" Kirk leaned between Julie's legs, lightly licking the not yet fully erect clitoris, causing Julie's body to tremble. Her legs subconsciously tried to close, inadvertently pulling her arms forward, causing her weightless body to lean forward.
Julie opened her eyes wide and screamed.
Kirk let go of what was in his hands, lifted Julie's thighs with both hands, and supported her body firmly. "Are you in such a hurry to pounce on me?"
"I... I'm not!" Whether out of shyness or anger, Julie's face turned red, her eyes darting around avoiding Kirk's gaze, searching for a focal point.
Ignoring her, Kirk straightened Julie's body with his hands, then slid down to her hips, gently kneading them.
Simultaneously, his powerful tongue began to sweep over Julie's labia and clitoris, constantly stimulating her fully exposed cunt.
"So fragrant!" Kirk praised as he tasted her body, "Your juices... mmm... it carries a lovely scent, do you know that?"
Julie subconsciously twisted her lower body as if trying to avoid Kirk's mouth. She was too overwhelmed to respond to Kirk's words.
After testing the tightness of Julie's vagina, Kirk pulled back with a smirk.
"Julie, your vagina is quite tight. They say the pussy matches the mouth. I always suspected that your vagina would be the size as your petite mouth, and now it seems to be true. It must be very tight, I'm lucky!" Kirk remarked.
Feeling the escalating pleasure in her body, Julie, slightly dissatisfied with Kirk's departure, opened her eyes slightly and looked at him in a daze. Droplets of saliva or vaginal discharge from her labia dripped onto the table like a silver thread.
Kirk picked up the bullet vibrator from the table again, catching Julie's confused look. He smirked, "Julie, we've got all night—no need to rush. You know what this is, right?"
Julie stared at the bullet vibrator in Kirk's hand, completely clueless. Sure, she'd seen the name pop up online a million times, but she'd never actually laid eyes on one before.
Kirk turned on the bullet vibrator, the buzzing vibration making Julie's heart skip a beat.
Although she didn't know what it was, she inexplicably felt anticipation, inadvertently swallowing, which caught Kirk's eye.
Kirk's smile widened as he pressed the vibrating bullet vibrator tightly against Julie's completely soaked vaginal opening.
Julie, experiencing the sensation of a bullet vibrator for the first time, couldn't help but moan softly.
The vibrations sent Julie's body into overdrive, her hips bucking uncontrollably. Kirk kept a firm grip on her with one hand while tweaking the bullet vibe to a medium-high setting with the remote, sliding it between her folds, circling her clit, and grazing her entrance, driving her wild with every move.
"Mmm... Wha... what is this!" As the bullet vibrator continued to move, Julie found it increasingly difficult to control her emotions, her body starting to shake irregularly.
"Julie, have't you experienced this before?" Kirk asked in surprise.
"No, it's... mmm... it's too strong, low... lower the intensity, ahh!" Julie gasped for air, struggling to speak.
Julie's body temperature began to rise noticeably, her various parts continuously invaded by the strong vibrations. Electric currents shot through her body, causing her breasts to swell even more.
Her legs turned to jelly, completely giving out, and all she wanted was to collapse on the table to fully experience the sensations in her lower body.
But Kirk's hands kept her upright, preventing her from falling, leaving her to weakly shake her tender body in protest.
The vaginal discharge had already wetted Kirk's hand, forming a puddle on the table. Watching Julie moan and writhe under the stimulation of the bullet vibrator, Kirk smirked that he asked her to make love to him as the return of his financial assistance.
With a flick of his fingers, Kirk turned the bullet vibrator to the highest setting and forcefully inserted most of it into Julie's vagina. The buzzing vibration, even through the tender flesh of Julie's vagina, could still be felt.
Julie's body jerked against the restraints, her breath hitching as the relentless buzz consumed her.
Even though the vibrator only reached the entrance, her walls clenched instinctively, trying to fight it off, but the relentless vibrations just shook her grip loose. The intense sensations sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her, igniting a chain reaction that made her entire body quiver and shake uncontrollably.
"No... mmm... it's too strong, ahh... turn it off, I... I can't take it!" Julie shook her head incoherently, moaning and protesting.
But Kirk paid no attention to Julie's words, engrossed in playing with the visibly aroused beauty before him.
With a little force, he pushed the entire bullet vibrator into Julie's vagina. Even through the soft, sensitive walls of her pussy, the intense buzzing at its highest setting sent waves of sensation rippling through her.