Mean Cuckold #06, Scene #02

Raven Bay works Eric Jover like he exists for nothing else. Five-two in sky-high heels and black corset, fishnets stretched tight across her thighs, she jams the stock bar down across his neck and wrists until he’s naked and helpless. Then the words come out—filthy, constant, vicious. Each slap cracks across his cheek and shoves his head sideways. Every crack of the crop bites red welts into his back while she laughs that his cock looks like it stopped growing in middle school. She swings her foot and crashes it square into his balls—twice. Eric folds, eyes watering, but she doesn’t give him time to breathe. She climbs onto his chest, pins him flat with her weight, and drops a fat wad of spit straight between his eyes. "See this useless nub? Dirk has twice that soft and three times it hard." Dirk steps forward, cock hanging heavy, the contrast obvious and humiliating. Raven grabs Eric’s chin and shoves his face to her toes. He kisses leather and flesh while she wraps her lips around Dirk’s shaft, sucking him noisily right over Eric’s bowed head. When Dirk sinks into her cunt, Raven plants a knee on Eric’s throat and makes him choke out thank-yous between every thrust. Her voice is still running—calling him worthless, a garbage can on legs—until Dirk grunts and paints her face white. She leans over, mouth open, and lets the load spill off her tongue into Eric’s. He gargles the load like she tells him to and swallows every drop.