Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 29349 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 147(@200wpm)___ 117(@250wpm)___ 98(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29349 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 147(@200wpm)___ 117(@250wpm)___ 98(@300wpm)
“Ow. No. Only you.”
I squeeze harder and she cries out. “These are mine, you hear me? If I want to see them, I’ll see them. If I want to pinch them, I’ll pinch them. If anyone else ever sees what’s mine, I’ll kill him. Look into my eyes and tell me you don’t believe that.”
She meets my gaze, her breath heavy as she tries to clamp her mouth shut, but my thumb and fingers are squeezing her cheeks. “I believe you. Please let go.”
“No,” I tell her. “Ask me to let go and all of this stops. All of it. Do you want that?”
“Fuck you.”
“That’s my girl,” I say, my grin returning. Then I lean in close to her ear as I let go of her nipple. “Red light, kora. That’s what you need to tell me if anything becomes too much. Whisper it to me now.”
She hesitates for a moment, then whispers, “Red light.”
“Good girl. That’s your power word. You hold my balls in your hand with that. I hear those words, I stop playing and take care of you, no matter how painful. Got it?”
She nods and I step back, sliding the knife off the metal table and running my thumb absently across the blade, testing its sharpness. Then slowly, I cut away the rest of the t-shirt, pulling it from her body and dropping the scraps on the floor.
I could look at those tits all day long. Shapely, like her. I spread my fingers across them, marveling at the way they fill my hands, firm and creamy.
“Beautiful,” I tell her, and see the blush rise up her face. “Nobody’s ever told you how beautiful you are?”
She shakes her head. “But I do…feel it. With you. Here. I feel…I don’t know. I feel like I want to be seen. I never felt that, not until…”
I nod. “Until you were displayed for me. One day, soon, I’ll tie you here and paint you. We’ll display the painting down here, just for us. My naked muse.”
“But not today?”
“No. Not today. Today, we have more important things,” I say, and step forward, slipping first my fingers and then the knife down the front of her panties in a single thrust, tearing through the soft lace and cutting them free.
“Fuck,” she whispers, her eyes closed, bottom lip caught between her teeth.
Curls of dark hair in a small triangle glisten with sweat and her own dew. Pink petals spread between her legs, calling to me, begging to be impaled on the hard-on that’s heavy and needy in my pants right now. And soon that’s exactly what will happen. But I need her prepared, I need her needy, and I need to keep my promise.
I drop the knife onto the table, watching her flinch at the sound, then pick up the other two cold metal objects in one hand.
“What are you going to do with those?”
“What do you think, kora?”
From beneath the table, I pull out a bottle of silicon lube, squeezing out a generous glob onto the smaller toy, then onto the larger one.
“They’re going inside me?” she says, and I see her knees tense. “I’ve never…”
“You have two perfect holes, Rose,” I tell her, using her fake name to remind her who she’s supposed to be. Her eyes are looking so distant now, I wouldn’t be surprised if she forgot and let things slip. “Well, at least three actually, but I want your mouth free to scream right now. This one’s only small,” I tell her, holding up the butt plug, “but it will start you getting used to being filled from behind. And this one,” I tell her, holding up the metal dildo, “will get you good and prepared for this.”
With my free hand, I lower my zipper and pull out my cock, watching her eyes go wide. Sure, she saw it yesterday, but that was different. Now, there’s an implicit threat. I’m going to take her cherry tonight, and red light or no red light, I’m not sure there’s anything she can do to stop me.
Fuck, the thought of it. I can still barely believe that a woman like her is a virgin, but at the same time it had to be this way. We belong to each other now, any woman that came before her was nothing compared to this and any other man who thinks he has a chance with her will feel my wrath. When I think about her thirty-five year old virgin blood on my cock, it makes me want to take her right now. When I think about filling her cunt with round after round of white hot sperm, of breeding her, of tying her to me in a way that can’t be undone, I can barely hold back.
“Well, are you going to just stand there with your dick out, or are you going to fuck me?”