The Grayson Twins (Part Ten)

Billy doesn’t hear Regina say goodbye to Victoria because he happens to be almost entirely inside of her soaking wet pussy at that particular moment. She pulls him out as part of the semi-regular rhythm that he’s managed to get the hang of somewhat predicting, and as he takes his desperate gasp for air he hears the door to Victoria’s bedroom shut. Looking up, he notices that Regina, and he assumes Jason with her, are gone. Despite how infuriating Regina’s behaviour is, he can’t help but feel even more helpless, even more alone, now that he’s truly alone with Victoria.

Predictably, when he’s only had a moment to catch his breath, she pushes him back inside of her eager pussy. This time, she waits longer than what he’s come to expect from her in-and-out rhythm to pull him out, and as he panics, he feels the walls of her squeezing him tightly and then convulsing all around him. Muffled, outside of her, he hears her uninhibited sexual moaning gradually approaching a climax. She continues her thrusting of his body into her and then out again, but for longer than he can comfortably handle, the rhythm no longer includes the part where she’s pulling him all the way out for the gasp of air he needs.

Overcome by the animal instinct to get a breath, he fights and struggles against her fingers, and against the inner walls of her pussy. Not only does this only seem to increase her arousal, prompting her to increase the speed at which she repeatedly thrusts his tiny body into her pussy, it also makes his body even more desperate for oxygen and he starts to feel that desperation throughout his body. He starts feeling dizzy, and his whole body feels like it’s on fire. He recognizes that he’s drowning, and he can’t believe his life will end this way; taken from him so casually by this spoiled brat just so that she can use him to give herself an orgasm.

The warm, tight embrace of the inner walls of her pussy starts to feel terrifyingly comforting as his dizziness increases. Just when he begins to succumb to the seductive blackness of unconsciousness, she finally pulls him out. He doesn’t even make the conscious decision to take in the huge gasp of air his body needs; at this point it occurs involuntarily.

She’s not done with him yet. To his immense relief, she doesn’t push him back inside of her again, but she rubs his face against the outer lips of her pussy, continuing to use him to pleasure herself as her orgasm slowly winds down.

Unbelievably, he hears her giggling at his desperate panting to replenish his body’s oxygen. “Aww, were you scared, little toy?”

He doesn’t say anything, doesn’t even have enough air to say anything.

She unceremoniously shoves his face into the smooth, wet surface of her clit and says, gently panting, “It feels, like, sooo good when you squirm like that. I can’t wait to do that again!”

He’s filled with rage but he’s still panting so hard that he can’t get enough air in his longs to speak.

“That’s what you’re for, toy. That’s why I made you mine. We’re gonna be doing that a lot. And when you get all scared like that, it makes it even more fun!”

Finally, he manages to speak, pulling his face away from her clit long enough to yell, as triumphantly as he can muster, “Fuck you! I thought I was gonna drown but I won’t think that next time! You just gave away your hand!”

One of her huge, perfectly manicured fingers shoves his face into the soft, wet surface of her lips again, shutting him up, and she giggles infuriatingly above him.

“It’s so cute that you think that! Aww! My little rebel.” Still gently rubbing his little body against her pussy, she ruffles his hair with her finger. Then he feels her thumb and forefinger squeeze him around the waist and she lifts him up to her face, smiling down at him condescendingly.

“You’re not gonna be able to help it, little toy. When you feel like you’re drowning, your body is gonna squirm like that whether you want it to or not. And mmm…” Her eyes roll back into her head as she moans. “It’s just like, sooo delicious.”

Her eyes lock onto his again and she licks her lips, smirking at the terror and rage on his tiny face. “So like, I’m probably gonna make your little body think it’s drowning every time I play with you like that. Which…” She bites her lip and cocks her head to the side in a sassy gesture, “I’m gonna be doing a lot. I mean, like, after all, that’s kind of the only thing you’re useful for. So like, yeah.”

Billy is on the brink of tears, struggling to even find the words to express his rage. “You… you…!”

“Aww, don’t be sad! This is your purpose in life now. Now you’re finally useful to someone important!”

He’s speechless, almost as furious at himself for the fact that his voice is catching in his throat as he is at her. His silence feels like a submission to her and he can’t stand knowing how satisfying she must be finding it.

“Anyway,” she says, casually checking her phone, not even looking at him. “I’m all sweaty, so I think I’m gonna take a bath. Wanna be my little bath toy, little guy?”

Finally, he finds his voice. “No! You fucking…!”

Still not even looking at him, she casually drowns out his voice with a burst of giggles. “Oh my god, like, it’s obviously not up to you! But I like that you keep trying that. You’re gonna make such a cute little bath toy. My grumpy little guy.”