Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23316 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 117(@200wpm)___ 93(@250wpm)___ 78(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23316 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 117(@200wpm)___ 93(@250wpm)___ 78(@300wpm)
My eyes snap open and I gasp when I realize my wrists are cuffed.
“Vinnie? Vinnie, what the hell is this? This is too much! You’ve gone too far.”
He merely shrugs as he tests the cuffs, making sure they’re locked. Then he chuckles and gives my ass another smack, which is just getting annoying at this point. What the fuck? When did my boyfriend become so diabolical?
“Vinnie!” I grit out. “This is crazy! I mean, we didn’t even talk about this beforehand and now you’re pulling all these toys out of your bag and—it’s just way too much!”
The man glares at me, long and hard, like he expects me to quit yapping and let him get on with what he wants to do, but there’s no way in hell I’m going to lay here and let him run roughshod over me. We didn’t talk about this at all, and it’s not okay because at bottom, I don’t trust him. He’s not the kind of guy I could give myself whole-heartedly to, and as a result, this needs to stop. Besides, he never mentioned that he was into this kind of thing even once, so what the hell?
Enough is E-damn-nough. I’ve got my hands cuffed behind my back and a giant black dildo protruding from my ass. Even if it feels naughty, I can’t go on with this.
“Vinnie, stop this right now. I don’t want this,” I manage through my teeth again.
He rolls his eyes.
“You like it, Janelle,” he sniffs. “Don’t pretend. You’ve been asking for ass play for the longest time now.”
I stare at him, still bent over on the couch.
“Yes, but I didn’t think it was going to be like this! I thought it was going to be natural and gentle, not me cuffed while getting it in the ass from a toy!”
He rolls his eyes once more.
“Don’t complain, Janelle. You should be thankful because there aren’t many men who would even consider touching your dirty ass. So you should be grateful I’m doing this at all.”
That does it.
“Unlock me,” I spit. “You are a rat bastard and this is not cool at all.”
Vinnie’s not intimidated. He merely lets out another aggrieved sigh.
“Fine, have it your way.” Then he sheds his lab coat and stomps over to his suitcase. I watch as he folds up the material and puts it back inside the bag before zipping the damned thing up.
“Fine then,” he says while grabbing the roller board by its handle. I stare in confusion as he marches over to the door. “I knew you were going to figure out a way to make this weekend suck. Just like always.”
“Excuse me?” I screech. “What are you talking about?”
He shrugs.
“Hanging out with you is always aggravating, Janelle, and I can’t deal with you anymore. Not to mention your constant whining and bitching about this and that. Hell, you should be grateful I’m with you because I’m an optometrist while you’re just working retail. Talk about the prince stooping below his level! Humph! What an ungrateful bitch. Well, there’s no need for me to put up with this anymore because I’m breaking up with you, Janelle, so you can kiss this relationship goodbye. Bye now!”
“What?” I scream after him, but it’s too late. Vinnie’s already slamming the door behind him and strolling down the path by the time I think to say anything else. A few seconds later, I hear the car starting and see the headlights shining out the window.
I’m in utter disbelief as I hear him speed down the winding dirt road that leads to the cabin. Wait a minute, that was his car that we drove here together. How the hell am I going to get out of here now?
Even worse, he’s left me nude, in handcuffs, with a toy jammed deep in my bottom. Well, at least he’s gone now so that I can focus on getting myself out of this situation. Huffing angrily, I reach with my hands to try and pull the dildo out of my butt, but it’s weird. Somehow, it’s positioned in such a way that it’s too low for my hands to reach. Then, I squeeze and clench up, trying to use my internal muscles, but that doesn’t work either because it’s stuck way too deep. I strain again with all my might, letting out a low groaning sound, but that doesn’t work either. I wiggle my hips right and left, knocking the dildo against the couch back, but the toy’s really jammed tight into my anus. OMG, OMG. This is so bad. What am I going to do now?
4
Kurt
I tap my fingers on the side of the truck as my arm hangs out the window. It’s cold in the cabin of my truck, but I like it that way, and especially after a long week. A country song plays low on the radio as the wind ruffles my hair, and I nod in time to the music. This is the life.