Total pages in book: 266
Estimated words: 250787 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1254(@200wpm)___ 1003(@250wpm)___ 836(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 250787 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1254(@200wpm)___ 1003(@250wpm)___ 836(@300wpm)
Like I want to punch you in the fucking face. “Fine.” I don’t want him to care how I feel. I want to be his good little whore. I want to let him do whatever the fuck he wants to me. I can keep him satisfied. I’ve given him everything I have. He wasn’t her first. Not like he was mine.
Haidyn pulls me over to the bar that he just moved, my hips resting against the cold metal.
“Spread your legs,” he commands, crouching down.
I stare at myself in the mirrored wall in front of me and watch him grab a new piece of rope from the bag. He wraps it around my ankle and ties it to the corner post before repeating the process with the other, spreading my legs wide open.
He stands behind me at his full height, and I watch him mesmerized as his hands run up and down my bare thighs. I lean over a little and shake my ass and spit falls from his lips landing on it. I used to gag, but now I moan, knowing what’s to come.
He doesn’t make me wait. His thumb pushes into my ass, and I gasp at the feel of it. “Haidyn,” I whimper, needing his dick. Fuck, why am I so desperate? So needy for him? Is it him or me?
It’s me. I’m just not sure if I’m trying to prove a point to him or myself. Maybe both.
My hips start to hurt as they grind against the metal bar, and my upper body is tired of having to hold itself up.
He removes his thumb, and I growl in disappointment. Laughing, he picks up his cell and props it up on the floor against the mirror. I see it’s recording us. My breath catches, knowing he’ll send it to me later. I like to watch what he does to me almost as much as when he fucks me. It’s so when we’re done, I’ll have something to remember him by.
A part of me hopes that the next whore who comes along finds our videos so someone can be jealous of me.
Going back to his bag, he picks up the lube, a butt plug, and two black rubber clips connected by a chain. I’m gasping and dripping wet, ready for him to fuck my ass. The thought reminds me that I haven’t had an enema since the first one and I need to get the courage to ask when he’ll give me another.
Coming to stand back behind me, he pours it all over my ass, and I feel it run down my pussy and thighs. Then he’s fingering me again. I moan, pushing back against it. “Please…” I trail off, needing more.
He slaps his name branded on my ass, and I cry out from the sting. Then he’s pressing the butt plug into me, and I rise on my tiptoes, pulling on the rope that keeps my legs open as he watches it go in.
I push back against it, unable to stop myself. Just like the first time he fucked my ass in my basement. When I let him take what he wanted.
“That’s it, Charlotte.” He slowly fucks my ass with the butt plug. “Good girl.” His free hand drops to rub my thigh. “Feel good?”
I nod, sniffling, and he slaps my outer thigh for not using my words. “Yes. It feels good,” I add. “But your dick would feel better.” I know what he likes, and I want to give it to him.
He laughs, pushing it in. My body trembles as he steps back, shoving his sweatpants down his hips, and his hard cock springs free. I did that. Not some video of him fucking someone else. Not another bitch moaning his name. Me. His doll face.
“Look at you needing to have your ass fucked. Next time I decide to fuck it, you’ll crawl for it,” he promises.
“Yes.” Anything. I agree. At least it means this won’t be our last time.
He’s not going to let me leave.
Coming to stand before me naked, he begins to play with my breast, and I lean into him. My lips part, wanting another kiss.
He leans down and my eyes close, but I yank on the ropes in frustration when he only kisses my forehead.
“So impatient.” He smiles, playing with my left breast while his right hand holds the chain and two black clips. His fingers pinch my nipple, pulling me forward, and I gasp at the pain. “You have such beautiful breasts, doll face. They’re fucking perfect.”
Letting go, he opens up one of the black clips and grips my breast in his hand, pinching the clip down on my nipple.
I cry out, pulling back as the bite sends a shock straight to my pussy. “Haidyn…” I yank on the ropes, my eyes instantly tearing up. It takes my breath away, and I bounce on my toes, waiting for the sting to lessen.