Hail Fucking Hydra update

Katie thrust her strap-on into Maya’s depths, wishing she could feel the velvety warmth between her legs, but having to make do with the little kisses of heat she got on her groin as she forced their bodies together. Maya’s small hands were twisting in a desperate struggle with the bedsheets, until they gave in, went limp and useless. Orgasm. 

Katie kept driving into her and eventually, Maya locked her fingers in Katie’s hair, pulling her closer and closer until her mouth was accepting Katie’s tongue the same way her greedily clasping cunt was taking the strap-on. Maya came again as Katie kissed her—her pussy clenched in a tight, burning, exquisite climax, more satisfying than any she had ever felt before. She’d never been able to make herself come that way; it took Katie Bishop to demand that ecstasy from her.

Katie pulled out of her, then offered the dildo to her mouth, dripping with proof of how Maya had orgasmed for her. “Man enough for you?” she asked, and Maya knew what she had to do—knew how to please Katie.

She licked at Katie’s cock, slowly kissing her own taste off of it, and even after her two orgasms, the flavor of her cunt on Katie’s dildo brought her tender body to a fever pitch. She needed more. She ran the flat of her tongue along the hardened length of Katie’s strap-on, twirling it about the knob she had felt in the deepest part of her cunt. 

“Yeah, yeah, take it,” Katie purred. “Show me how grateful you are that I fucked you. Worship what I made you come with.”

Maya wanted to do all that and more. She ran her hands up Katie’s thighs, her hips, feeling her way around the swell of Katie’s ass—slipping her fingertips between Katie’s cheeks and reaching for her anus. She wiggled a finger into Katie’s hole, squeezing her buttocks with the other hand. 

Katie liked the feeling, but it was Maya who moaned as her lover slowly fucked the strap-on in and out between her lips. Katie’s asshole flexed and gripped Maya’s finger. She hardly heard what she was still saying, babbling about Maya being her bitch, what a nice fuck she was, how she was being such a good, cocksucking girl for her mistress. Maya didn’t hear either. The taste of Katie’s hard strap-on, still hot from her cunt, was all she cared about.

Now Katie whimpered—while Maya fingered her anus, she’d circled her thumb around to slip below the base of her strap-on and rub at her pussy. Grasping Maya’s head tightly, Katie pumped her cock deep into her mouth, getting off on how thoroughly she could conquer Maya’s mouth as much as she was enjoying Maya’s fingers fucking into both her holes. Maya knew it—knew her place—grunted as she sucked at Katie’s cock, her mistress’s holes sucking at her fingers. Contracting as she pulled them back and opening up as she went in.

“No wonder you’re so good at playing a dyke,” Katie said huskily. “But then, I suppose it takes a really good actress to pretend not to like cock when you’re drooling over mine so much--!”

Maya mewled in happy submission as she sucked up and down Katie’s prick. She knew it was impossible, but the more she sucked, the longer and thicker the strap-on seemed to be. Occasionally, she lifted her mouth and licked at Katie’s belly button, the tuft of pubic hair pointing to her slit. As much as she wanted to submit to Katie, show off her slavery in sucking a silicone cock the same way she’d lick her mistress’s boots clean, she wanted to taste the woman herself. She was even more turned on than she was submissive. Wherever her mouth was, she softly whimpered with growing desire. But Katie only allowed her so much free rein. With her hands on Maya’s head, she’d always make the actress swallow her cock again.

Then Katie didn’t—testing Maya’s devotion to her by putting her hands on her hips instead. Without any guidance or instruction from Katie, Maya took as much of the strap-on into her mouth as she could, sucking on it for every last little bit of her cunt. Katie could only imagine she’d sucked every last trace of her taste off it. Even after all their fucking, Katie had never seen Maya so worked up.

“Easy, baby,” she cautioned. “It’s no fun if you bite it off.”

Maya lifted her head. “I would never. I want that cock right where it is, ready for me at all times. I wish you’d wear it every day!”

Katie smiled. “That’s something a very good girl would say. Why don’t you lie back and we’ll make this cock taste real good again?”

Maya nodded gratefully and lay down on her back—Katie knelt between her legs. With Maya’s legs rearranged onto Katie’s shoulders and her upper body jammed against the headboard of the motel’s tiny bed, Maya fumbled for the strap-on.

“Put it in!” she begged, hotter than ever now that Katie had given her permission to get fucked. “Stuff me full of cock and fuck me until I can’t take anymore! Don’t stop until I scream for mercy!”

“Oh, honey,” Katie said coolly. “I’m not stopping even then.”

Maya grinned. She’d never been happier than she was as the slave of Katie Bishop and that marvelous prick of hers.