Ginger Fox Part 3

" How would you say it? — He looks down at me. — How would you tell a boy that his father is a female transsexual? How would you explain to him that his biological mother used so many drugs that her organs were failing and that she would rather sell him, the baby, for a line of coke than give up her addiction? — Jonathan shakes his head, looking at me. — You can't explain it, not when you come from a family like ours. We're flawed, we're not healthy for anyone, Gim.
At the end of his sentence, I'm not sure if Jonathan is still talking about Jon and Baby, or if his speech is directed at me. I fall silent, going back to staring lost at the plasma screen. I still think it's wrong to hide it from Jon. Even though I understand what Jonathan is telling me, I know that Jon deserves to know anyway, it's his life that's being built on top of a house of cards. The screen goes black again for just a second, then comes back on, and I almost choke when I see what's there. I turn my face to Roy, who just watches the image without audio. I see myself inside Sodom's room, laughing with Baby while she ties me up. I feel my cheeks burn with embarrassment when I clearly see my surrender. I tighten my fingers, feeling the leather pinch my skin, bringing back memories of the restraint they made on me. I turn my face back to Jonathan just as Baby moves between my legs, sucking my vagina.
"You fucking pervert! How could you record that?" I glare at him angrily, knowing that
he's been watching this for God knows how long.
"You enjoyed her as much as she did." He points to the TV in a shameless way, as if we were watching the evening news.
"You self-centered son of a bitch..." Jonathan growls loudly, like an angry animal, which only makes me feel angrier. "How long have you been watching this, you pervert?"
"I warned you about your mouth." I blink in confusion, watching him quickly rip off his tie. — What does my mouth have to do with the fact that you're a big son of a b... — My mouth is being gagged in a matter of seconds, making me scream with hatred, mumbling with the tie stuck between my lips, which muffles my voice.
Jonathan spins me around in the damn chair, startling me when he stops it in one go, slapping my ass hard, leaving me facing the plasma screen.
"Jona... than... Take this sh...t off — I scream with hatred, my words breaking off because of the gag, filling my mouth with saliva. — Son... of a b...tch!
Another hard slap cracks on my ass, making me shocked by my body's reaction. I try to turn around to see where he is, only hearing the sounds he's making.
"If you fall off the chair, I'll leave you crooked on the floor while I fuck your ass. — My eyes widen, my body freezing at the same time.
"N... would... have... glue — I mumble nervously.
His body appears in front of me, stopping in front of me. I see the strip of duct tape on his fingers as he stretches the tape, getting closer to my face. I try to move to the other side, but he holds me down, gluing it to my mouth.
"Fall and you'll know if I'll have the courage or not, Miss Fox." My eyes narrow, hating this man at that moment.
I'm tied up, gagged and now I have a damn tape stuck over my mouth. He moves away from me, returning to his desk, letting the image on the screen in front of me become more prominent. I watch Baby pressing her hands on my legs, while the man behind her fucks her brutally. I see her breasts, which swing freely with each thrust she receives. The men around me, touching my body, brought tingles to every corner of my skin. My eyes were blindfolded and I had headphones on, which left only my mouth exposed, which opened in spasms with the orgasms I was having. It's like watching a porn I was in, very festive. I feel frustrated that the camera doesn't catch Baby the way I wanted. And when it does, the dress tied around her waist covers her hips, letting me see only the volume between her legs. My eyes go to Jonathan's tall shadow moving, my face immediately turned towards him, I remembered the moment the song ended, the fear I felt thinking Baby had left, but she was by my side, kissing one of the boys. And then he appeared. Jonathan walks slowly through the room, barefoot and naked, so familiar with her naked form. Like a tiger in its cage, he enjoys his prey, the self-centered son of a bitch. I can't believe he's making me watch this with him. But what makes me the angriest about all this is having my vision frozen on him, watching every movement of his lazy body, when he invades me all at once. Automatically, my legs crush, sticking together, and I feel the greatest discomfort for being in this position, for not being able to squeeze my thighs together to reduce the anxiety of my traitorous body. My shoulders My eyes loosen as I breathe slowly, almost letting out a sigh of joy at seeing him in all his glory, being the sadist that he is. With his withdrawn features, he unloaded all his strength inside me. Baby, standing to my left, with her body bent over mine, had my breast in her mouth, which she was sucking. My body responds shamelessly to the footage, reminding me of how fucking good it felt to be in that form of abandonment. My body reacts the moment I feel his hands on my waist, pulling my hips up, leaving the most beautiful and perverse view of my rear end sticking out for him. There is no ceremony or delay. One pull and the great pervert Jonathan drags my leggings and panties close to my knees, leaving my legs even more immobilized than they already are because they are tied. The zipper of his fly, which is open, does not go unnoticed by my eardrums, nor the shiver I feel when the tip of his hard cock rubs between my thighs. I'm too focused on the images on the television, which show his muscles flexing as his arms reach up to pin me to the iron bar he's got between my legs. The chair in the middle of the office feels the thud along with my body as his cock infiltrates my pussy, which receives it warmly. My head lowers, pressing against the back of the chair, and I breathe quickly with each impact his hips make, pressing themselves against mine. I'm too ecstatic to keep watching the footage when I have him so deep and hard inside me.