章 136: | A Pang Of Hunger

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He was right. I was never allowed to wear any sort of underwear. Master Z liked my pussy open and ready for him whenever he wanted it. He referred to panties as a hindrance, something that prevented him from taking what was his.

Anthony slapped my ass again, and I only squeezed my lips together. Compared to the pain I'd experienced in the past, I welcomed the burn of his palm against my skin.

"I have to admit, Anna, you not wearing panties is making my cock ache like a motherfucker." And then he pulled my hair, forcing my head back, and I gasped. I heard the zipper of his pants, my body rigid, yet electrified. When I felt the head of his cock against the flesh of my ass, I shuddered.

"You feel that, Anna? You feel how hard I am?" His grip on my hair tightened. "I've been this fucking hard for you since the moment I found you in that motherfucking container."