Chapter 779 CNC I

Once Cynthia and I exchanged our other word for "No", both of us lightly chuckled before she pulled me close and gave me a deep kiss and a tight hug. She was starting to press onto me but I broke off from our kiss and said my safeword.

"Pineapples."

As soon as that word entered Cynthia's ears, she faintly smiled before she placed her hands to her side and stepped back, respecting it.

After that, I was the one to approach her and pin her on the wall. I began to grope her perky tits but once my other hand started to travel down her pants, she also said her safeword.

"G-Grapefruits…"

In turn, I completely backed away, letting her know that I acknowledged her using her safeword though there were still a few things to discuss.

CNC play was something a little controversial because doing something like that without a proper discussion beforehand could lead to something that could even end the relationship between couples. Trust and respect should go hand in hand and if the participants wouldn't acknowledge the use of a safeword, they shouldn't be doing something like this in the first place.

And to add to that, doing it with a complete stranger was like disarming a landmine with a hammer so people who were interested in doing it should do it with a person they trust wholeheartedly.

With that said, Cynthia and I talked for a few minutes before we let ourselves in.

'This place looks fucking crisp~'

My eyes were just overwhelmed by the state of the "room" or should I say "floor" that Mr. Cuervo gave to us, and I started to look around. The decor, the facilities, and the amenities were fucking luxurious and I even noticed that the bags we placed inside our first room were already transferred over.

We had marble flooring, modern furniture, a bar, a stocked kitchen, a great entertainment system, a large jacuzzi, a stage, a stripper pole, a pool table, a small library, several rooms where a few people could be a little more private at a time, and a large pad where "fun" with a lot of people could be conducted.

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I was just fiddling with the communication system in one corner of the kitchen when I saw Cynthia walk inside our bathroom.

'Alright… here we go…'

I removed all of my gear and placed them in the room where all of my other stuff were before I slowly made my way to where Cynthia was.

I could already hear the shower from the other side of the door and I slowly turned the knob so it wouldn't make a sound. My heart was beating so fast when I finally turned the knob all the way and the more I pushed the door open, the more the sound of running water entered my ears.

Eventually, the door was fully open and I could partially see Cynthia's naked figure because of the steam fogging the glass partition of the shower area. She was soaping herself nicely as her back was facing me but instead of joining her, I made my way to the pile of clothes in the basket next to the shower.

I started rummaging through her clothes but I first picked up her shirt that was a little sweaty.

I instantly buried my face between the fabric and her sweet scent invaded my senses.

It didn't take long before I found her panties but before I buried my nose in it and got a huge whiff, I noticed that her gray cottony panties were soaked through and through. I could already smell her womanly scent from a few inches away and my dick was already hard when I tried to lick her juices off of it.

I began to stroke my cock while I was sniffing and licking her panties and that was when the door to her shower opened.

Cynthia came out fully naked, water dripping down her body, looking shocked, and covering her tits and her pussy.

"Wha— W-What are you doing here?! Is that my— Why is your— You… HELP—"

Cynthia instantly turned around and went out the door but her feet being wet made her a little slower. She almost slipped a few times while avoiding the furniture and she was already heading for the door that would lead to the elevator. However, I managed to grab on her hair and pull her back, dragging her to the nearest couch.

"PLEASE! NO! NO! I THOUGHT YOU AND KALEY WERE—"

My huge cock was right in her face but she kept pushing me away so I slapped her.

Cynthia's head whipped to the side but her nails started to dig into my arms once I started to touch her. Her whole body was just squirming with each touch and she clamped her legs shut so I wouldn't have access to her precious little holes. If I tried to pry it open, she would have better control with her arms and she'd do her best to get me off of her.

It's just that when I caught a glimpse of her ass from the back, she was already creaming and dripping down to her thighs, the total opposite of her current display.

"N-NOO~!!! PLEASE! STOP! I T-THOUGHT WE W-WERE FRIENDS! YOU SHOULDN'T BE DOING THIS! PLEASE! SOMEONE HELP ME~!"

'Well, I'll be damned…'

Tears started to fall from Cynthia's face as she was shaking all over but I grabbed her by the throat and started to choke her with a bit of pressure. I even let out a little bit of killing intent as I stared her dead in the eyes..

"Are you gonna spread those legs or do you want me to break them for you?"

"P-Please~ N-Nooo… I… Please… J-Just let me go—Grchk! Krch! ArcrRck!"

Ever so slightly, Cynthia started to spread her legs apart but I suddenly plunged three fingers in her pink little hole.

Cynthia started to grimace in "pain" but I never had such a smoother and slicker entry.