One Up High, One Down Low

Assmaster's right hand kept working over Stiletto's matching tit as his other hand started to slide down lower. Stiletto's body involuntarily shuddered as she felt his fingertips brush over her firm and toned stomach, pausing a moment for his forefinger to tease around her bellybutton before continuing its trip downwards. She tensed as his hand approached her womanhood, preparing for what she expected to be a sudden and rough penetration.

However, to her surprise, Assmaster's hand first rested on her inner thigh, tracing the sensative flesh before curving towards her slit. His fore and middle fingers traced the outline of her lower lips with unexpected dexterity, forcing another grunt from her throat which was quickly followed by an unfiltered gasp as she had to suck in a breath.

Stiletto's mind raced in confused uncertainty. Was this guy more experienced than he'd let on or was he just some kind of goddamned natural at this? The heat building within her was being stoked to higher and higher levels with a disconcerting speed even for her overly sensitive body and Assmaster seemed to have no intentions of letting it die down any time soon.

The Hunter, for his part, grinned at the crowd. "Now look at that," he said, "All that time and effort to get her squeaky clean and she's all nasty and dirty already."

Assmaster's left forefinger suddenly straightened, positioning at the entrance to her pussy. "But that's..." and then he slowly started to press his finger inside, his right hand tugging on her nipple at the same time, sinking in just a little bit to emphasize his words, "Just. Fine. Now."

Stiletto's eyes widened and she could not keep her teeth clenched anymore, a very loud, very lusty sounding moan coming forth from her lips. It was a sound she repeated multiple times as Assmaster started to slide his finger back and forth, wriggling it around to touch all over her inner walls. Her hips involuntarily moved in time with his hand's motions and she noticed a small, flying camera had joined them on the stage, hovering low to the ground and angled upwards to give whoever was watching at home a very good view of her pussy being fingered.

"Such a dirty, dirty girl," Assmaster taunted, "I bet you like it in the ass. Nothing gets you hotter than a big old dick inside of your ass, does it? Admit it!"

Stiletto forcefully clamped her mouth shut, once again trying to regain her glare. However it's power was reduced by how flush her face had become and the sheen of sweat that covered her body as the fingering continued to hit her sweet spots.

"Admit it... and do it nice and loud for everyone watching to hear," Assmaster whispered in her ear, "And I might let you finish a time or two before I move on to the main event."