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The Summers Drive: Breed Emma
🕑 Added 2019-11-08 21:00:00 +0000 UTC
Emma sighed almost pornographically as the key slid into the lock, twisting to undo it, releasing one of her cuffed hands, then the other. She moved to rub her sore wrists, but Scott stopped her. His hands coiled on her wrists, moving them to the headboard and forcing them to take, to wrap around the iron bars that had so recently imprisoned her.
Emma understood. The bondage wasn’t over yet. Scott was simply removing the crutch of the handcuffs, testing the depths of her submission when she had no outside factors to keep her in line. Obediently, she locked her fingers on the bars, holding herself in place as if he hadn’t released her at all. Wherever she went, whatever she did, a part of her would always be Scott’s bitch. Right now, that was all of her. She was nothing else.
“Are you going to be a good girl?” Scott asked huskily, putting a fine point on his hold over her. Emma felt herself clutch at the man’s playfully dominant words. As socially awkward as Scott could be, he truly did have a fearsome grip on psychology. It was what made him such a great leader. Or perhaps he just knew her a little too well.
Emma looked up at him, devilish mischief in her eyes. “For now, maybe.”
She left unsaid For you. The fact that he’d made her too needful, too hot, to want to play more games or challenge his will or be the White Queen at all. She just wanted him to fuck her. She’d do anything for him to fuck her, and more than that, her usual arrogant pride didn’t register an objection at all. In front of Betsy and Jean, two of her greatest rivals, she saw nothing wrong with being Scott’s submissive little slut. Perhaps it was because he’d fucked the dignity right out of the two of them first. If the Phoenix and the Lady Mandarin didn’t stand a chance against Scott and his goddamn prick, why should even Emma Frost be any different?
Emma bit her lip, giving him her spiciest look. She wouldn’t make it too easy for him. Not on one level, at least. If she was going to submit to him, be conquered by him, she expected him to put all his muscle into it. She wanted all that he could give so that she could show him she could take it. And where Betsy and Jean were left silly cock-drunk sluts, she would smile at Scott with his cum in her teeth and ask for more.
Scott came up to straddle her impressive chest, his cock hard and burning hot between her tender breasts. She could feel it throbbing as it brushed against her tits. Scott smiled smugly down at her. A lesser man’s prick would’ve been lost inside all her buxomness, but Scott ran the length of her cleavage from top to bottom, easily. If she’d wanted, Emma could’ve turned her head downward and licked at the engorged tip, but what she wanted was to make it a challenge for him. Her eyes drilled into his ruby quartz as if she could break through to his own gaze, see how he looked at her without needing her psychic powers to feel his emotions. And however Scott looked at her, he could see what she wanted. What she needed.
His hand slapped her across the face, leaving a red mark blazing on her cheek. Emma’s hands tightened harshly on the headboard. The spasm of pain traveled through her, hitting her sex, making her clench. God help her, she wanted him inside her. She wanted Scott to strike her again while he could feel what it did to her cunt. But from the arrogant curl of his lips, it was clear he already knew. Scott grabbed her by the golden blonde hair she took such pride in and forced her face to his groin. This close, she was helpless not to taste his musk, as well as the distinct flavors of both Jean and Betsy. It should’ve been humiliating, knowing that he’d fucked them both, and it was, in the most delicious way. She remembered how they still laid on the bed with her and Scott, fucked out of their cheap whore acts, and Emma shuddered to think that it was her turn.
“Suck me, ‘White Queen,’” Scott ordered her, forcing the head of his swollen cock against her equally throbbing lips. “You have to earn being bred by me.”
Her cheek smarting, her pussy wet, Emma obligingly opened her mouth. Scott slid himself smoothly between her lips, his manhood so big that it raked over her teeth on both sides. Emma gagged as he forced his way deeper and deeper.
“Yeah, that’s it, whore. All the way in. I know you love my cock. Just like you love having a bellyful of my cum.”
“Mmmff!” Emma sputtered, gagging more, her throat and stomach in rebellion as his cock applied horrible pressure on her. Scott held her head tightly in place, though, working it closer and closer to his groin. Her throat would submit to him. It would open up and let him in as deep as he could go. Emma looked up at him, impressed by how callous he was, how he’d fuck her so ruthlessly even while a soothing caress down the length of her hair showed his true affection. He was ravaging her as Sebastian Shaw had never had the balls to, all while loving her in a way that Civil War reenactment psychopath wasn’t capable of.
Then she felt a tongue roll between her buttocks, crossing her anus and leaving an inch in the puckered little sphincter. For a moment, she wildly thought that Scott was doing it. With all his plans and stratagems, she almost wouldn’t put it past him to be able to pull such a thing off. Then she thought of Betsy, but she could still feel the weight of the Asian woman at her side, comatose from the ecstasy Scott had brought her to. So who could it—
“There!” Scott grunted, seeming to permanently stretch Emma’s lips apart with the base of his cock. He held himself inside her gaping throat, then withdrew a little, only to stab savagely back into her gagging mouth. “Yeah… That’s much better than listening to another sarcastic comment. Your sweet little mouth was built to hold a big cock.”
Jean. It had to be Jean, tonguing the twinge in her asshole to a roaring flame. Her prodding, probing tongue sank into Emma’s tight asshole, seeming to own it as much as Scott’s prick owned her mouth.
How insane was it to think that even this, Emma had almost asked for—practically dared Scott to do such a thing? In so many circumstances just like this one, she would have happily slapped a man in the face if not broken his nose, telling him to go straight to hell, and that wasn’t even beginning to consider what she might do with her powers. But it was Scott Summers. And he had tied her down, ravaged her, made her the kind of defenseless woman that Emma had happily dominated when she wore the corset and furs.
Her cunt throbbed suddenly at the reversal, seizing with raw need to match the pleasure in her tongued ass and the submission in her cocked mouth.
Emma wasn’t tied down, but her hands were strangling the headboard bars, holding her in place so stridently that it would’ve been a relief to have the handcuffs doing it for her.
An orgasm built inside her, constricting her orifices around the penetrations, both real and unreal. God, she so desperately wished someone were fucking her pussy. Maybe Betsy, with a finger or a tongue or a fist, making her airtight, making her everyone’s bitch…
“Aaaghh!” Emma screamed, but even that wasn’t allowed, she could only gulp and gape and gag, her throat helplessly sucking at Scott’s member, her body in obedience no matter how her mind wandered.
“That’s a good White Queen,” Scott mused condescendingly, rutting forward, his iron-hard stomach meeting her forehead. “Take it all the way in. Jesus, I love what a slut you are. I don’t even have to break you in. I just put my prick in your mouth and that cocksucker inside you takes over.”
Emma’s orgasm exploded in her so rapidly that she briefly lost connection with reality. It subsided almost as quickly, forcing her back to being throated and tongued and so damnably empty in her cunt! She lay there gasping, nothing more than a mouth for Scott to fuck, and actually wished he was dominating her more. A cocksleeve and not just a cum dumpster.
“Enjoying yourself, are we?” Scott growled, his hands tightening on Emma’s skull. He hammered her splayed mouth savagely into his erection. “So am I.”
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