The World Is Mine For The Taking-Chapter 1178 - 180 - BDSM With Amon and Sandra (3)

Chapter 1178: Chapter 180 - BDSM With Amon and Sandra (3)

I lay flat on the bed, my back pressed against the sheets, while Sandra stood over me. Even without seeing her eyes, I could tell exactly what kind of expression she was wearing. Her body language alone gave it away, with her hips slightly angled forward, her breathing shallow and uneven, her thighs tense as if she was barely holding herself together.

Her slit was already leaking, juices slipping out slowly and steadily. Gravity did the rest. Each drop fell directly onto my cock, warm and slick as it landed, coating the length little by little.

The smell drifting down from her was strong and extremely intoxicating. Thick, heavy, and unmistakably hers. It filled my nose, settling deep in my chest, making it hard to think about anything else.

"Amon," I said calmly, my voice steady despite how hard my cock already was. "Aim my cock right at Sandra."

"Yes, Master," Amon replied immediately. There was a smile in her voice, and I didn’t even need to look at her to know what kind.

Sandra, at that moment, was completely restrained. Her body was wrapped tightly in bondage, the material hugging her curves and holding her firmly in place. A blindfold covered her eyes, shutting out everything but sensation. Her hands were bound together behind her back, pulled just tight enough to keep her posture straight. Her mouth was filled with a ball gag, stretched open around it, muffling every sound she made and forcing her to breathe through her nose.

She couldn’t move freely. Couldn’t see. Couldn’t speak.

She was as restrained as she could possibly be.

And because of that, she was completely helpless. All she could do was stand there, directly above me, her body offered up without resistance.

Amon moved closer, clearly enjoying herself. She reached down and lifted my cock, which had been resting against my stomach due to gravity, slick and warm from Sandra’s dripping arousal. She straightened it carefully, angling it upward and aligning it perfectly with Sandra’s body.

Then she spoke.

"Lower your hips, Sandra."

Sandra stiffened slightly at the command. She couldn’t see what was waiting for her, but she knew. Her throat moved as she swallowed, anticipation and nervous excitement mixing together.

Slowly, carefully, she began to lower her hips.

My cock was already fully erect, the tip flushed red, twitching slightly as it waited. Inch by inch, her body descended toward it.

When her slit finally made contact, pressing against my hardened length, her whole body reacted. The warmth, the slickness, the pressure—it was all immediate.

She continued lowering herself, just a little more, until my cock slowly started to slide inside her.

"Nnnnnnnnnnn, mghhhhhhhhh!!!"

The sound tore out of her, muffled and distorted by the ball gag. Her body shuddered as if she’d been struck by electricity.

It felt like she even came a little right then.

With her senses blocked—there was no sight, and she had no control—every feeling hit her harder than usual. The penetration alone was enough to overwhelm her. Her body responded instantly, clenching and spasming around me.

And she wasn’t even fully down yet.

She was only halfway, her hips hovering, her body trembling as if she needed a moment just to breathe.

Then she lowered herself again.

This time, slower. Deeper.

As she did, her cervix lowered naturally, and the tip of my cock met it.

"Hnnghhhhhh, nnnnghhhhhhhhh!!!"

Her muffled moans grew louder and more desperate. Saliva spilled from the corners of the ball gag, dripping down her chin and onto her chest.

Her entire body shook as she held herself there, overwhelmed, barely able to process the sensations flooding through her.

That was when Amon reached out and grabbed her ass firmly, fingers digging into her flesh.

"Fufufu... I think she’s coming way harder than usual," Amon said, clearly amused.

"But this still isn’t enough for her, is it?" I replied, my hands gripping Sandra’s hips. "This masochistic bitch hasn’t had enough yet. So why don’t we give her something more, Amon?"

Amon looked at me, her smile widening.

Even though I hadn’t explained anything—and hadn’t given any obvious signal—she knew exactly what I wanted.

"Of course, Master," she said smoothly.

She stepped away from the bed and walked over to where the tools for sex were kept.

Sandra had no idea what was happening. She shifted slightly, squirming in place—not from fear, but from excitement. Her body was already too sensitive and too wound up to stay still.

I could feel her pussy tightening and flexing around my cock, reacting to every small movement and every sound.

Blind and restrained, she simply stayed seated on me, her muffled moans continuing, saliva still slipping out of the gag as her breathing grew heavier.

Amon soon found what she was looking for.

Something meant to be worn around the hips.

A strap-on.

She slipped it around her waist, tightening it securely. Once it was in place, it looked like she had a dick of her own.

The strap-on was clearly designed with intent. It matched mine in shape, thickness, and length almost perfectly.

After adjusting it one last time, Amon returned to the bed.

There was a distinct change in how she carried herself now. A confident, almost regal presence. Amon had always had a subtle sadistic side, and moments like this brought it out completely.

"Fufufu... let’s see if you can take Master’s cock in both holes at the same time," she said, her tone teasing and cruel.

She picked up a bottle of aphrodisiac and poured it generously over the strap-on, letting the liquid coat it thoroughly.

Then she pressed the tip against Sandra’s ass.

"Hmmmghh?!"

Sandra jolted sharply, surprise ripping through her body. Her pussy clenched tightly around my cock in response, almost painfully so.

"Relax, Sandra," I said, keeping my voice calm. I reached up and grabbed her ass, spreading her cheeks apart deliberately, making things easier.

The moment she trusted the command and loosened up, Amon pushed forward.

"Mmmmmnnn!!?? Mmmmmghhhh!!!"

Sandra now had two cocks filling her at once.

Together, we ravaged her.

I glanced at Amon, and without saying a word, we moved at the same time. Our hips slammed forward in unison.

"Mghhhhh!? Nghhh, mmmmghhh!!! Hnghhhh!!!"

Her moans poured out again, completely muffled by the ball gag, raw and uncontrolled.

We thrust together, pulling back and driving in again, keeping the same rhythm. Sandra’s body squirmed helplessly, overwhelmed by the relentless sensations attacking her from both sides.

Saliva streamed freely from her mouth now, soaking the gag. And even though her eyes were covered, there was no doubt they were rolling back beneath the blindfold, lost entirely to the pleasure consuming her.