Craig teaches Erin a lesson

Craig's free hand roamed Erin's body roughly while the other still gripped her writs, pinning her close.

Erin, tears forming in her eyes, tried to break away. "Craig, please. This isn't you. What's gotten into you?"

But Onosk wasn’t done. "She's fucking someone else. Can't you see? Take what you want. Make her yours, only yours."

The room grew cold, the weight of Onosk's presence pressing down on them. Erin's pleading eyes met Craig's feverish gaze.

"Get on your knees!" He said as he shoved her to the floor in front of him. "Put your hands behind your back. I know this is how sluts like you like to get fucked."

Erin was almost in shock. Craig was kind and gentle. She had no idea how to react, or what to do. Looking down, she put her hands behind her back. Though her hands shook slightly, and she was undeniably afraid of Craig right now, she also realized she was aroused. Did she like getting treated like this?

"Open your whore mouth," Craig said, pulling his throbbing cock out in front of her face.

Erin looked up at him, trying to summon the nerve to protest, and as she opened her mouth, Craig **** his cock into her mouth, muffling her protest before it could begin.

Onosk enjoyed the performance as she continued to influence Craig's rampant lust and aggression, and amplifying Erin's fear and lust.