Make her cum

Sure, you think, why not let her cum? Then you wonder if perhaps you’re not cut out for the Recovery Room. Sure there was all that stuff you just did with Natalie and Becca but that was mostly Natalie’s doing. Now that it’s up to you to be cruel and dominant, you’re not sure you have what it takes.

So you’ll have to work toward it. You step up, pressing your body and your erect cock into Sophie’s nice thigh.

“You can cum.” You say, getting a big smile from her. You hold your hand up to her face. “Spit.”

“I’m actually already pretty wet,” Sophie says, being difficult already.

“SPIT!” You insist. And Sophie spits onto your hand which you immediately rub over her face. “That’s what that was for.” You say, feeling proud of yourself. Then you hold your hand up again. “Ok now for your pussy. Spit again.”

Sophie spits onto your hand again. And again you rub the thick saliva onto her face.

“You really aren’t that bright, are you?” You ask, thinking you may in fact get the hang of the Recovery Room after all.

Then you reach your hand down between her thighs and grab her pussy hard. Her jaw drops. She’s right, of course. She’s very wet.

You wonder if the thought of this orgy was what made her wet, or the thought of the Recovery Room, or maybe she’s just always wet.

You slip two fingers inside her slit, and your thumb starts to flick at her swollen clit. She arches her neck and lets out a loud moan.

Around this time is when you realize you’re getting an audience. You sense then at first. Then glance back to see about three guys standing close.

Whatever. You keep fingering Sophie. She grinds her crotch against your hand panting heavily.

This is happening too soon, you think. Got to tease her a bit. So you pull your hand away. Her chest heaves up and down and she gives you a wildly lustful and needy look. You hold your hand up to her face, and just as you did with the spit, rub it over her.

You notice that the audience behind you is growing. It’s at least a dozen guys now.

You slide your hand back down to her twat, thinking it might be nice to point out how filthy she’s being.

“Ever been fingered in front of a crowd before?” You ask

“Yes.” She answers slyly.

Ok, that didn’t work. Then you remember her promise to be all yours, completely yours if you make her cum.

“Tell me you’re my sl..”

“I’m your slut!” She answers so eagerly, you can’t even finish.

So that clearly wasn’t nasty enough to give her pause. “Tell me you’re my cu...”

“I’m your cunt!” Her lip trembles with anticipation.

Good. You hope she remembers once she’s cum, you think.

“Hey buddy.” Suddenly an interruption. One of the guys behind you, a paunchy guy with a shaved head and a big member is stepping closer. “You gonna share that slut or what?”

You’re hesitant. Sophie is yours. Can’t they see that?

Still it might be a good way to establish your ownership of her. “Ever been fucked by multiple men before?” You ask her.

She peeks over your shoulder and smiles “never more than six.”