"What is it? I can't see it."
Amy cranes her neck, twisting over.
"Why are you smirking? Why did you twist me over? What is it?"
She cries out, unable to see her tattoos.
"Relax. They're no big deal." Arthur says, his smirk not fading. "Just perfect for a little exhibitionist like yourself."
At those words, Amy turns bright red.
"D~don't tease me. What are they?"
"How about you take a look for yourself?"
Arthur opens her thighs, letting her look down. And what she sees makes her go wide-eyed.
"P~public slut?!"
She stammers, looking back at Arthur.
"This has to be wrong. Right? There's no way—"
Arthur just grins and leans in close to her ear.
"Are you sure it isn't?" His breath is warm against her neck. "I mean, my bloodline has never lied before."
He pulls back slightly. Looks her in the eyes.
"Let's think back on the first week of school. We'd hardly known each other and there you were peeking into my room. Watching as I take care of my lovely maid." He tilts his head. "You touched yourself wishing that was you, didn't you? You got off on the fact that you could have been caught by somebody."
"No. No, I— I didn't—"
But Amy's eyes are lying. The way her mouth keeps jerking up as she tries not to smile. She keeps trying to hide it.
Her true nature.
"Oh, really?" Arthur doesn't let up. "Then what of that time you watched me and Ryn? Surely you weren't thinking about being caught again. Right?" He pauses. "You liked watching us. You thought if only that was me. If only I could have been the one to be deep throating Arthur's cock as the wind brushes against my exposed back."
"No. No, I— you're just putting words in my mind—"
Amy stammers, trying to push Arthur away, but she's weak in doing so.
He lowered his hand down, touching her inner thigh as his fingers tracing around the tattoo.
"And what of this climax counter, Amy?" His finger taps the number. "I'm assuming this is every time you've come in public. Four times." He lets that sit. "Most girls have never done that in their life. And you've already done it four times." He leans in. "You're such a bad girl."
"No. I'm not a bad girl. Arthur, please. You have to believe me—"
Amy keeps trying to deny it. But the way her body moves she's excited. Her hips shifting toward his hand. Her breath quickening.
"Amy just relax and let me take care of you. Nobody has to hear a word if you just stay quiet."
"What do you mean by that?"
Arthur smiles. He reaches out and grabs the amulet around Amy's neck, the one she's been using to create a barrier around them.
And he turns it off.
Click.
"W~what are you doing?!"
Pure panic fills her eyes as her face turns bright red along with her nipples harding instantly. Goosebumps race across her skin, her hair standing on end.
"Just keep quiet and nobody's gonna hear."
Grabbing her breast, Arthur trails his index finger over her nipple. Teasing it, her body twitches at the touch.
"Arthur, wait— somebody could hear us—"
She moans as she tries to stop him but her hands are too weak she only gives a false illusion of defiance.
"It's too late, Amy, your body wants me, it craves me."
Looking down, Amy sees how her legs keep stretching out wide. Inviting Arthur in. Her pussy twitching without even his cock inside begging for it.
"No. I can't. I—"
"Shh. Amy." His voice drops low. "Accept who you are Amy, become the public slut you always were meant to be."
Sealing his lips around hers, a fire of pleasure wrangles around her nerves, her body gasping for more. Everything felt sharper without the amulet. The night air on her skin. The sound of her own breathing. The possibility that someone could walk past at any moment.
'It's so good— it's s~so much better than before—'
Amy can't help but moan as she almost came just from a kiss.
Arthur pulled back from the kiss and thin line of saliva breaks between their lips hanging in the cool night air. Amy's chest heaved up beneath him as her glazed hazel eyes stared up at him.
The desperation clear in them as her legs spread as wide as she could all just so Arthur could fuck her.
However Arthur with a sly smile doesn't give her what she wants. Instead he trails his hand down slow and deliberate, his rough fingers dragging across her collarbone between her breasts.Sliding them down over her stomach where her muscles twitch at every inch of contact.
He then traced the public slut tattoo on her inner thigh making Amy's hips buckle in response.
"A~Arthur— please—"
"Please what?"
"..."
"Say it."
"P~please— put it in—"
"Louder."
Amy's eyes go wide as the weight of the words hits her. Without the amulet anyone passing through would hear her and the clearing isn't deep enough to hide the sound of girl begging to be fucked.
'S`somone could- anyone could hear me-'
Her pussy twitches at the thought, her juices dripping down onto the already stained ground. She hates the fact that the mere thought excites her so much the way her body keeps betraying every word that comes out of her mouth.
"Say it, Amy"
"PLEASE PUT IT IN!" Her voice cracks across the clearing loud enough it echoes back off the trees. Amy's face burns so red she can feel the heat radiating off her own cheeks.
"Of course my Public Slut."
Arthur sliding in his cock stretching out Amy's folds, her back arching off the ground immediately. Her fingers clawing into the grass as her moans tear free out of her.
Even though he's been in her all night, this time is completely different.
"GAGGA!" Amy moans loudly, her muscles twitching with every pound of Arthur. Her folds grip him tighter than they did all night just as her juices flow like a waterfall drenching Arthur in them.
Smack
Smack
Smack
As she gets wetter the sounds of their bodies smacking together grow louder in tangent.
'T-they can hear me- anyone can hear ME!'
Her supple breasts bounce with each thrust and her mouth hangs open letting out her moans she has no control over anymore. Her hand reaches up an old habit to block her mouth from moaning however.
Arthur reaches up and pulls her wrist away pinning it against the ground beside her head as he intertwinings his fingers with hers.
"No, I want to hear you scream as you take my cock. Tell me how dirty you are my little public slut."
'O-oh god-'
"Please Arthur treat me like the public slut I am! Rough up my loose pussy like the scat I am!"
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