Richard
Treloar, his mind had been filled with fantasies of what would
occur, but that's all they'd been. Whether he'd dare carry through,
in the knowledge of the possible repercussions, even Karl through
all his bluff and bluster, wasn't certain. To not just fuck the
Socialite, but to humiliate and cause her physical and emotional
pain in her Father's very house was an act of revenge and defiance
unlike any other. That wasn't due to any moral reluctance, or lack
of desire on Karl's behalf, but because she was Blair's
flesh-and-blood; the ornament he constantly displayed as proof as
his virility and genetics, to other men, and the
womanhe intended
to marry off to James Astor in an attempt to increase his own power
and influence. Lexi was of
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Lexi's defiance
had only served to urge him on, and each glimpse of pain, or
emotional reaction, he'd brought forth increased his desire to
wrest more. The forcing of the woman to her knees, and the order
for her to crawl across the floor, the shedding of her clothes, the
strikes with the belt, and the taking of his cock into her mouth.
One act piled on top of another, and each was more degrading than
the one prior. And through them all, through the sobs, cries,
denials and struggles, she'd enjoyed it. Loved every fucking minute
of
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He slowly began
to spread her open with his tip and, in a voice husky with arousal,
and tinged with humour, whispered next to her ear, "I
loveit when they
beg." Then, with his shaft slick with Lexi's own juices, he pressed
his hips forward and forced the first inch of his cock past the
resistant ring of muscle. Karl was so close already, and aware that
he'd not be able to last long. That was probably the only relief
Lexi had to look forward to; the final act of degradation was but a
minute
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