Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 69612 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 348(@200wpm)___ 278(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69612 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 348(@200wpm)___ 278(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
I whimper, but that has never done me any good where Sam is concerned. He seats the ginger nice and deep inside me, then releases my cheek and slaps it.
“Stay there,” he says.
“Ow, it’s starting to hurt. Are you sure this is safe?”
“Your rear has the same receptors your mouth does for spice,” he explains. “So you’re going to feel the heat. It’s not going to hurt you.”
The seconds pass by, feeling like minutes. I don’t like being stuck in this corner. I don’t like missing breakfast. I don’t like feeling as though I am being punished for no good reason. I didn’t do anything wrong, I tell myself.
“But this isn’t fair,” I complain after a minute or two. “I’m not in control of getting fired or not.”
“Is that right? Were you just laid off with other waitresses because business was slow?”
“No,” I admit as he returns, putting one hand possessively on the back of my neck.
“Why were you fired?”
“Because I missed some shifts and then the one I did go to I was so fucked up and erratic they thought I might be high, and wanted to drug test me. I refused.”
“You are so naughty,” he says, spanking my cheek lightly. “You refused to pee in a little bottle, and now you have no job at all. Did that seem like a good idea?”
“I didn’t care,” I say. “I didn’t know what happened to you, and I didn’t care anymore.”
“So you were reckless because you were in a mood because you didn’t know where I was.”
He reaches down and toys with the ginger, thrusting it in and out of my ass a little, which only serves to make that spicy heat flare inside my body.
“Is that what happened? You came back from Los Angeles and decided to be rebellious and off-task at work?”
“I wasn’t rebellious. I was distracted by everything. How was I supposed to concentrate on pasta and fries when…”
“When what?”
“When you were somewhere,” I finish my thought.
“Somewhere. Out of sight, but not out of mind. Is my little captive fuck toy possessive?”
“I might be,” I admit.
“That’s not your job,” he says. “I know you’ve taken it on yourself to follow your family around and make sure they’re all taken care of, and you feel entitled to know where everyone is all the time, but I am not part of your family. I am something else to you entirely, aren’t I. I’m your owner. I’m the one who claimed you in the middle of the night. You might not always know where I am and what I am doing, but you can trust that you don’t need to. I will always know where you are, and I will know when you get yourself fired.”
“You already knew? Ow!” I gasp as a sharp slap lands on my ass.
“Of course I knew, Laura. I keep very close tabs on you.”
That makes me feel so… I don’t know. Loved? Owned? Controlled? It’s hard to say what is good and what is bad, but I know what he says is true. He is in absolute control, and I am just the filthy little fuck toy who keeps acting like she has some right to worry
“I know when you sleep. I know when you scroll. I know when your attention is drifting in class, and I know when you are paying good attention. It is my business to have complete control of you, no matter where either one of us are in the world. Do you understand?”
He pulls the ginger out slowly, prompting me to answer with some real enthusiasm.
“Yes!” I say. “I’m… um. I’m not in charge. And owwww!”
He’s spanked me again, just for his own amusement. I can’t believe I got in this much trouble before I even got a chance to have breakfast. Feels inhumane.
“I’m going to show you just how much I own you,” he purrs in my ear. “I’m going to show this tight little ass of yours what it’s like to be properly fucked.”
“You’re too injured to do that,” I say. “You can’t…”
He drips a thick glob of lubricant on my ass, then tells me to stay still while holding me in place.
It turns out he absolutely can fuck me. Whatever happened to him has only served to make him hard as hell. I guess he’s regaining a sense of control by dominating me in this primal way.
I can’t analyze him while he pushes his cock inside me. As I feel his thick head start pushing up into me, my mind goes absolutely blank.
“Naughty girl gets fired from work and ends up with her spicy ass being fucked in the morning,” he says, slowly thrusting his cock in and out of my tightest hole.
“You’re going to apologize to your boss for not taking the test. You’re going to tell him that you were being very rude and spoiled,” he says. “And you’re going to go back to work there.” He thrusts deep, making me take his cock at its full length inside my ass.