Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 75119 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 300(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75119 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 300(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
But there were also smiles. A woman about my age caught my eye and gave me an encouraging nod, as if she understood something about my situation that I didn’t yet fully grasp myself.
The water was warmer than I expected when we waded in. Mike was right—when it first touched my welted bottom, I gasped at the sharp sting. But after a few seconds, the salt water seemed to soothe the marks, and the buoyancy of the ocean made me feel lighter somehow. Less exposed.
Mike pulled me deeper, until the water reached my chest, and then wrapped his arms around me from behind. The position was becoming familiar—his solid chest against my back, his breath warm on my neck, his obvious arousal pressing against me. But this time there were people all around us, families playing in the shallows, couples floating nearby. The knowledge that we were being so intimate in public made my face burn even as it sent a thrill through my core.
“I’m proud of you,” Mike murmured in my ear. “You’re behaving yourself so well.”
The patronizing praise made my chest tighten with emotion. I leaned back against him, letting the gentle waves rock us, and for a moment I felt almost at peace. The sun sparkled on the water, the volcanic cliffs rose dramatically in the distance, and I was held in the arms of a man who saw me—really saw me—in a way no one ever had before.
“Thank you,” I whispered, not entirely sure what I was thanking him for. For the trip? For the discipline? For forcing me to face the parts of myself I’d been hiding from?
His arms tightened around me. “In an hour or so,” he said quietly, his lips brushing my ear, “I’m going to take your virginity properly. I’m going to open that sealed little pussy and claim what belongs to me.”
My knees went weak at his words, and only his grip kept me upright. The promise hung between us, terrifying and thrilling in equal measure. I’d been thinking about it constantly since Nurse Samuels sealed me—the moment when he would finally push inside, when I would truly become his in every way.
“Will it hurt?” I asked, my voice barely audible over the sound of the waves.
“Yes,” Mike said honestly. “Especially at first. The seal has made you even tighter than you were naturally. But you’re going to take it anyway, because you’re my good girl. And by the time I’m done with you, you’re going to love having my cock in your pussy just as much as you loved it in your ass.”
CHAPTER 28
Mike
Laura shuddered against me. I could practically feel her sealed pussy clench at my crude words. I tightened my grip on her waist as another wave rocked us gently. The ocean around us was full of families, couples, people going about their normal beach day while I stood here promising to deflower the girl I owned.
“Please,” she breathed, and I felt her whole body trembling. “Sir, I’m scared.”
“I know.” I kissed the side of her neck, tasting salt water and sunscreen. “But you’re going to take the cock anyway, aren’t you?”
Even from behind, I could feel the rush of heat to her face, and as I raised my head I could see how red the side of her cheek had just become.
“Or,” I murmured, “am I going to have to whip you again before I fuck you?”
“Oh, god,” she whispered. In her sweet voice I could hear the conflict, and as she continued she sounded as if she had entered a subspace trance just thinking about it. “No… please, sir. I… I couldn’t bear it… I’ll… I’ll be good, and I’ll…”
“You’ll take the cock,” I said in her ear. “You’ll beg for it. Say it. Sir, I need your big cock in my little pussy.”
Trembling took hold of her whole frame despite the warmth of the water and my arms around her. She nodded against my hands where they rested lightly atop her scantily clad breasts, and I felt a surge of possessive satisfaction. My Laura. So resistant at first, so defiant, and now learning to yield to what she needed. Learning to trust me to take her where she couldn’t go on her own.
“Sir,” she breathed, “I need… I need your big cock in my… my little pussy.”
I was in love with her. The realization had hit me last night as I’d held her after taking her virgin ass, and I’d whispered it while I thought she was asleep. But I wasn’t ready to say it again—wasn’t ready to make her deal with that complexity on top of everything else she was processing. This was supposed to be a simple arrangement. Ten thousand a month for access to her body and the right to train her however I wanted.