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)
“Yes,” I tell her. “I’m going to fuck it and then watch my cum leak from it.” It’s going to be a glorious sight.
She whimpers, knowing it’s true. “It hurts.” She struggles with the ropes around her wrists.
I smile. “That means it’s working.”
“What’s working?”
I don’t answer. “Want me to play with your pussy? Will that help take your mind off it?” The plug is on the smaller side. It’s not meant to stretch her this very night, just to keep a little something inside for the time being.
She sucks in a deep breath. “Yes…please?”
“Okay, doll face.” I kiss the side of her face, tasting the salt from her tears and sweat. Fuck, she tastes amazing! I can’t wait until she shows me how obedient she can be, and I reward her by letting her sit on my face. I’m dying to taste her.
Letting go of her, I gather all of her hair in my right hand and hold her face up once again. “Watch your show,” I tell her, and my left hand drops between her open legs. “You’re soaked, Charlotte. It’s all over the pillow.”
She groans, shaking her ass for me as my fingers massage her cunt. She tries to rock back and forth so one will slide in, but I keep them where I want them.
“Please, Haidyn. I need to come. Make me come.”
I smile as she rambles. She’s getting good at using her words. “This visit isn’t about pleasure, Charlotte.”
She lets out a frustrated growl, her head fighting for me to release her hair. I don’t.
“Oooww,” she cries out.
“What hurts?” I ask, already knowing.
“My stomach,” she answers. “It’s cramping. What-why does it hurt my stomach?”
“This is a punishment, doll face,” I say vaguely.
“I’m sorry.” Her body shakes, and I push a finger into her pussy, loving how tight she is.
“I know, but it’s too late.”
“Haidyn.” She yanks on the rope. “Please…take it out.”
“I’m timing you, and you’re not done yet,” I inform her.
I placed something inside her before I added the butt plug to her ass. I want my girl prepared for what I’m going to give her, which means I’m going to make sure she’s ready. I want her to question everything her body feels and why. Is it me bringing it to meet my needs? Is it her wanting new things? She’ll always wonder, and no other man will be able to get her as high as I will.
“How much longer?” she asks breathlessly.
“When the hourglass is done, I’ll untie you.” Time messes with your head. Being forced to sit and watch it tick by makes the time slower.
“I can’t. Oh God, the burn…the cramps.”
I slap her pussy, making her cry out. Then I shove two fingers into her. “That better?”
She’s panting, unable to speak.
“How about this?” I add another, feeling the plug in her ass and pushing against it.
“Yes, oh fuck…” She rocks back and forth on the table, making it rattle as she tries to fuck my fingers.
I’d give anything to keep her tied like this for a solid twenty-four hours. Just teasing and messing with her until she passes out from exhaustion. And then when she woke up, I’d already be balls deep inside her.
I have many reasons as to why she’s my newest toy, but I’ll never let her know the main one.
CHARLOTTE
My body moves on its own, but my mind is on my stomach. I have the worst cramps I’ve ever had. I part my lips to beg him to stop, but a moan comes out instead.
“I love the way your body begs to be used,” he says as his fingers fuck my soaked pussy.
I’m panting, and a line of drool falls from my parted lips. I’m unable to swallow due to the position of my neck with his fist in my hair. My fisted hands yank on the ropes, and my heavy eyes stare at the hourglass in front of the TV, but I don’t see it. All I hear is the blood rushing in my ears as that sensation between my legs grows hotter.
“That’s it, doll face. Concentrate on my fingers. Ride them, Charlotte. Show me how much you want to come.”
That cramping returns, and fresh tears sting my eyes. What’s happening to me? I feel like I’m being pulled in different directions. Pain, pleasure. Then pain again.
He removes his fingers, and I slump on the sweat-covered table. Then his belt hits my already tender ass, and I cry out.
“I never thought you’d get so turned on from pain, Charlotte. But I’m more than willing to give you what you like.”
Swat.
“Please…” I gasp, flinching.
His fingers return to my pussy, and he doesn’t stop this time. My breath is taken away completely as he brings me to another mind-blowing orgasm. I’m so far gone that I don’t even realize he’s untied me until he picks me up off the table. I lie spent across his arms as he carries me out of the living room.