Total pages in book: 260
Estimated words: 245483 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1227(@200wpm)___ 982(@250wpm)___ 818(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 245483 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1227(@200wpm)___ 982(@250wpm)___ 818(@300wpm)
He rises and walks over to my cage. He looks back at me as he grabs the door that’s been pressed against the side of the cage this entire time and swings it shut. Closing my cage, with me on the outside. The loud clicking sound ricochets in my head with disbelief.
My heart pounds with anxiety. I back away slowly on my ass until my back hits the wall.
Fear threatens to creep up on me, but Gio doesn’t move.
He raises his hands in the air, and talks in low tones, as if he’s approaching a wounded animal. And maybe that’s just what I am.
“It’s alright, princess. I just need you to know there will be consequences.”
I feel like I can’t breathe.
“You said you wouldn’t take it away.” I can barely get the words out. They’re forced.
“I won’t,” he says softly, “it’s just one hour.” Instinctively, I turn toward the clock. One hour.
“Do you trust me, princess?” he asks.
My chest rises and falls with heavy breaths.
It takes a moment, but I can admit it. I do. I trust him.
“Yes,” I whisper in a shaky voice.
“Come here.” I start to stand, but he adds, “I want you to crawl.”
I debate on whether or not I want to. Not because there are consequences, but because I don’t want to obey. At least for that moment I don’t, but I remember the look in his eyes when he came in here, and I move to him. I crawl, wondering if this will ease whatever troubles he has.
I want to ask him. But I don’t know if he’ll answer. As I sit on the floor next to him he reaches down and moves my legs so that I’m kneeling. He backs away, appraising me. It pisses me off.
“When you come to me, you’ll sit like this.” I look down at my body, and then back up to him. The cage is to my left, and it’s closed. I bite my tongue. If it were open, it would be a different story. For a moment I consider how he’d punish me. What he’d do.
Would it be worth it to disobey?
“Now lie back and grab your knees so I can see you.” He walks a few feet away and turns to face me, arms crossed, waiting for me to obey.
Yeah, it’s fucking worth it.
“No.” My voice is strong, and Gio immediately reaches for me. His hand is out like he’s going to grab my throat and I shrink back, fear crippling the strength I have.
But he doesn’t grab my throat at all. He picks me up by the waist and quickly walks to the bed, throwing me over his lap.
I don’t even have time to react as he throws one of his legs over mine and immediately slaps a hand down on my ass. Smack!
My back arches as I scream out from the blistering pain, but he holds my shoulders down, forcing my upper body into the bed and continues the blows.
Again and again he spanks me. Each time in a slightly different spot, and they burn with pain. It radiates from my ass outward. Fuck, it hurts! My brows pinch, and I try to get away. But I can’t.
Finally, it’s over, but the cold air only makes it hurt worse. I try to move away, but he keeps me still.
Gio massages my sore ass and says in a low voice, “Stop running from it.”
I wince from the pain and wriggle away, but he only holds me tighter.
“You want this,” he says, moving his hand to my pussy. He shoves his thick fingers inside of me without hesitation and my body bucks in response, but he pumps them in and out, stroking my front wall and sending a heated bolt of desire through my body.
He pulls them away before I can climb toward my release, leaving me wanting. I’m surprised at how wet I am and how easily he pressed his fingers inside of me.
Bastard!
“Suck,” he says, putting his fingers in front of my face. I could do it, and a part of me wants to. I want to get lost in this moment. My breathing comes in frantic. I just need to obey.
“Do it, princess. Don’t overthink this.” He leans down, whispering in my ear. “What we have is perfect. Enjoy this with me.”
His words are my undoing. Just the acknowledgment that something is here between us makes me shed the last of my inhibitions. I take his fingers into my mouth and lick them clean, tasting my arousal. I moan while sucking on his fingers.
“Good girl,” he says, kneading my ass. I wince from the sudden pain, and he chuckles.
“Now,” he moves from the bed, leaving me alone on top of the sheets. “Get on your back and pull your knees up.”
My heart slows, and I swallow my pride.