Round 3: Missionary

As Zoe let me go, I flopped down on the bed and without missing a single beat she rolled me onto my back and stroked her cock against my clit in long slowly movements. "No. No more." I moaned, barely conscious.

"No more? Listen, you little slut, you're my bitch. Bitches don't get to decide when they're done being fucked," and with that, as punishment she slammed her still hard cock into me again causing me to yelp a little. "This cunt belongs to me, not you," she said and with one hand on my hip to help with thrusting, she played with my clit with the other. "I will use it whenever and however I want. Is that understood, slut?"

In between moans caused by her hard, powerful thrust, caused by her pulling nearly out and then slamming back in to the hilt, I managed something resembling a nod. "In fact, later today, we should go and get you a tattoo on your lovely pussy that just say's 'Zoe's Cunt! Stay Out!'"

The idea of having someone looking at my soaking wet pussy, touching it and carving that I was someone else's property, in my heat crazed mind, made me squirm with delight, causing Zoe to laugh. "Yeah? You like that idea, huh? Maybe, if you're good and the tattoo lady wants, I let her clean you up with her tongue. How does that sound?"

All she heard from me was a squeak, and she just laughed and picked me up so she could bounce me up and down on her cock for a bit while we made out. As she got close, which brought me closer, she fell onto the bed, with me under her, my legs wrapped around her waist, her hands moving from my waist to my boobs, her thrusts getting shallower and shallower, as she tried to get as deep as she could, as if she were trying to knot me, before she unleashed her third torrent of baby batter, sending me once again into my own climax, my screams muffled by her tongue in my throat.

We stayed like that for a good 15 minutes before she broke the kiss and sat up, her cock still buried deep inside my pussy. She looked down at it and commented, "Your pussy sure looks hot wrapped around my cock. But, I actually have a job today so I need to start getting ready. Normally, I'd take you into the shower and probably fuck your brains out again in there, but I don't want to be late. After I get back, though, we'll hit that tattoo shop and maybe see a friend of mine. In the meantime, you be good and I don't want you playing with yourself. I want that pussy nice and wet and ready when I get home. Want it to be presentable today."