20 SHADE OF FORBIDDEN TABOO

Episode 4

They had rough s*x till the next day.

The day started like any other, with Chloe waking up in Mark's arms, her body aching deliciously from their marathon lovemaking session the night before. Mark was already awake, his eyes dark with desire as he watched her stir. It's already the fourth day Chloe has become a s*x toy.

"Morning baby," he murmured, his voice rough with sleep.

"Morning daddy," she replied, stretching like a cat. "What's on the agenda today?"

Mark grinned, a wicked gleam in his eye. "I thought we'd go shopping. But I have a surprise for you."

Chloe raised an eyebrow. "A surprise?"

He nodded, getting out of bed and pulling on a pair of jeans. "Get dressed. We're taking the train."

Chloe was taken aback. "The train? Why not drive?"

Mark just smiled mysteriously. "Trust me, it'll be worth it."

They got ready, Chloe slipping into a simple sundress and a pair of sandals. Mark wore jeans and a t-shirt, his hair still rumpled from sleep. They left the house, Mark leading Chloe to the train station.

The train station was a sea of people, a cacophony of voices and the distant rumble of approaching trains. Mark and Chloe stood in the midst of it all, Mark's arm wrapped possessively around Chloe's waist, his hand resting dangerously low on her hip. She could feel his fingers brushing against the hem of her short dress, a constant reminder of what was to come.

Mark leaned down, his lips brushing against her ear. "I want to f**k you right here, in the middle of all these people."

Chloe's breath hitched, her heart pounding in her chest. She looked around, at the crowd of strangers, at the bustling station. "But... what if someone sees?"

Mark's grin was wicked. "That's the point, baby. I want them to see what's mine. I want them to hear you moan, to see you cum."

Chloe bit her lip, a shiver running through her. She loved when Mark was dominant, when he took control, when he made her do things she never thought she would. She trusted him, trusted that he would never truly put her in a dangerous situation. She trusted that he would always keep her safe, even as he pushed her boundaries.

Mark's hand slipped under her dress, his fingers finding her p***y bare and wet. He groaned, his c**k hardening against her ass. "f**k, baby. You're already so wet."

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his fingers slipping inside her.

He started to move his fingers, pumping them in and out of her, his thumb rubbing against her c**t. Chloe moaned, her head falling back against his shoulder.

Mark looked around, his eyes meeting those of a man standing nearby. The man's gaze flicked down to where Mark's hand was under Chloe's dress, then back up to Mark's face. Mark just smirked, not stopping his movements.

The man's eyes widened, a flush creeping up his neck. He quickly looked away, but not before Chloe caught him licking his lips.

Mark chuckled, his fingers moving faster. "He likes watching you, baby. He likes seeing you get off."

Chloe moaned again, her body starting to shake. She was close, so close. She could feel her orgasm building, could feel the pressure inside her growing.

Mark's other hand gripped her hip, pulling her back against him. His c**k was rock hard, pressing against her ass. She could feel every ridge, every vein, through the thin fabric of his jeans.

"baby," Mark growled. "c*m all over my hand.”

Chloe came with a cry, her body convulsing, her p***y pulsing around Mark's fingers. Mark didn't stop, f*****g her through her orgasm, drawing it out, making it last.

When she finally stopped shaking, he pulled his fingers out, bringing them to his mouth. He sucked them clean, his eyes never leaving hers. "Delicious," he said, his voice low. "I could eat you all day non stop."

Chloe blushed, looking around. A few people had noticed, their eyes lingering on her, on the way her dress was riding up, on the way Mark was holding her.

Mark noticed too. He grinned, a wicked gleam in his eye. "Let's give them a real show."

He turned Chloe around, pushing her back against a pillar. He stepped between her legs, hiking her dress up around her waist. She was completely exposed, her p***y bare and glistening, her thighs slick with her c*m.

Mark unbuckled his belt, pushing his jeans and boxers down just enough to free his c**k. He was rock hard, his c**k standing tall and proud. He grabbed Chloe's thighs, lifting her up, pushing her back against the pillar.

"Daddy," she gasped, looking around nervously. "Someone might notice us ."

Mark just laughed. "They already are, baby. They're all watching you. They're all watching us."

He drove into her, hard and fast, his c**k filling her completely. Chloe cried out, her head falling back against the pillar. Mark started to move, his hips pistoning, his c**k slamming into her.

"f**k, I can't get enough of this pussycat," he growled. "So hot, and perfect."

Chloe moaned, her arms wrapping around his neck, her legs around his waist. She could feel every thrust, every inch of him, filling her, stretching her. She could feel her orgasm building again, could feel the pressure inside her growing.

Mark reached between them, finding her c**t with his fingers. He rubbed hard, his hips never stopping, his c**k never slowing. Chloe moaned louder, her body starting to shake.

"Daddy," she gasped. "I'm going to c*m. I'm going to c*m so hard ."

Mark's grin was feral. "c*m for me, baby. c*m all over my c**k. Let everyone see you cum."

Chloe came with a scream, her body convulsing, her p***y pulsing around Mark's c**k. Mark didn't stop, f*****g her through her orgasm, drawing it out, making it last.

The people around them watched, their eyes wide, their breaths coming in short gasps. Some looked away, embarrassed, but most couldn't look away, couldn't stop watching as Mark f****d Chloe hard and fast, right there in the middle of the station.

Mark came with a roar, his c**k pulsing inside her, filling her with his c*m. He kept moving, kept f*****g her really hard, drawing out his orgasm, making it last.

When he finally stopped, he lowered her to the ground, his c**k slipping out of her. Chloe swayed, her legs shaking, her body covered in a fine sheen of sweat. Mark pulled up his jeans, a satisfied smirk on his face.

He turned to the crowd, a challenge in his eyes. "What are you all looking at?" he growled.

Most people looked away, embarrassed, but a few held his gaze, their eyes filled with desire. Mark just laughed, putting his arm around Chloe's shoulders.

"Come on, baby," he said, leading her towards the train that had just pulled up. "Let's go home. I'm not done with you yet."

She looked at him, her eyes filled with love and desire. "Daddy," she said, her voice soft. "That was... intense."

Mark just smiled, his hands roaming over her body. "That was just the beginning, baby.