Lucy Gets Used (4)

I rolled a condom on and nudged the head against Lucy's wet labia from behind, spreading the lubrication around.

"Actually, I don't think I can be bothered to do all the work of fucking you. Sit on top of me."

When she slid down on my cock, Lucy made a soft sound, something between a deep breath and a sigh. Her breasts were in my face, the steel of her barbell piercings cold and hard against my tongue.

Taking one piercing between my teeth, I pulled gently on one nipple. Lucy began to grind down on me in response, enjoying herself.

I grabbed her buttocks for emphasis, controlling the speed. "Just because you're on top doesn't mean I care about your pleasure. This is just me having a wank, using you like a nice soft sex toy."

Lucy, eyes closed, grunted her acknowledgement. I grabbed her hair and pulled her down to whisper in her ear:

"When I'm done, when I've come in your pussy and your mouth to my full satisfaction, I'll kick you out of here. I'm going to treat you like a single-use fuck toy. I won't even let you wipe the cum from between your tits. If you're a good little slut, I'll let you put some clothes on before I throw you out. If not, I'll just push you into the corridor naked and slam the door shut on you - see how well you do finding a cab home with your tits and pussy on display."