Total pages in book: 119
Estimated words: 116875 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 584(@200wpm)___ 468(@250wpm)___ 390(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 116875 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 584(@200wpm)___ 468(@250wpm)___ 390(@300wpm)
Suddenly, I’m laughing. “This is my punishment?”
His eyes narrow. His finger presses between my bottom cheeks. Oh gods, there are nerve endings there I’ve never felt. It’s so wrong. Lighting shoots through me. His tongue lashes my clit.
He pulls away.
“No!”
“You’re right.” He wipes his mouth and licks the wetness from the back of his hand. “You’re enjoying this too much.” Oh fuck me.
He leaves the bed to grab supplies from his black bag. The duffel bag of doom.
“I thought we were going to do page 269.”
“Later. I need to train you first.” He holds up a black matte toy. “Train you to take me.”
My whimper must sound frightened because he sits down beside me and pets my thigh. “Easy. I’ll make it good for you.”
A few minutes later, he has my hands bound in front of me with hot pink rope. He wound rope around my shoulders, too, in a sort of harness that frames my breasts. But that’s not as alarming as having my hands tied. I feel so helpless. It makes my heart speed faster.
He lays me back and I test the ropes. There’s no give. They’re snug.
There’s no getting away now.
When I squirm, he swats my thigh. I suck in a breath. It didn’t really hurt, just stung me. Surprised me. But I felt a responding pulse in my pussy.
He notices my reaction and slowly moves his hand to check between my legs. No, no, no. His eyes flicker when he feels how wet I am.
“Interesting. You liked that.”
“No—”
“Shhh.” He sets two fingers to my mouth. “No talking now. Thump your fists down three times if you want to safeword.” He pushes a ball gag into my mouth and buckles it behind my head. I’m tied up and can’t fight him or yell at him.
“I wonder if you’d like a little more.” He pinches my nipples, opens the wooden box, and holds up a wicked-looking piece of metal. “Nipple clamps. Let’s see how well you take them.”
Oh no. Now he’s made it into a challenge, and I want to take them for him.
Until he lets one bite my nipple. I jerk a little, grunting behind the gag.
“Really? These are the easiest ones.” His voice is so gentle, it’s its own form of torture.
He’s being mean to me while pretending to be nice to me?
“Meanie,” I try to say, but it’s muffled by the gag.
He clamps my other nipple.
“Breathe.”
I pant through the sting. Okay, it’s not so bad. The sting fades, and now my nipples are held as snug as my torso. It’s nice.
He prepares a dildo shaped toy, slathering it with lube. Then he nudges the flared head of the toy at my entrance. Not pressing in yet but testing the boundary.
I tense up.
“Relax. I know you’re tight. You’ve never had anyone play with you here?”
I shake my head. The few teenage boys I met when I was in high school seemed so immature. So disappointing. I tried, but I never felt attracted to them. If I had bothered to fool around, I would’ve hooked up with a girl.
But I preferred to lie in bed and fantasize about Viking werewolves.
“It’s okay, little virgin. I’ll be gentle.”
The toy vibrates against my clit. He lets it buzz around my opening, awakening the nerve endings there. It feels so good. “You like that?”
I nod.
“Good girl.” He’s praising me for answering him, and I could come from that alone. He doesn’t really punish me. He finds what I like and does it, then asks me to obey and praises me when I do. He’s good at this training thing.
It makes me worry about what he has planned for me.
But I’m not worried enough to keep from rocking against the vibrator.
“Should I let you come? Do you think you’ve earned it?” I use my eyes to plead with him.
“Can you take this? Just a little?” He turns off the vibration and presses the toy into me a centimeter at a time. It slips inside me, stretching me a little, but it’s a nice stretch.
“That’s it. You take it so well. You’re going to take me like this. Soon. Would you like that?”
I nod frantically. He turns the vibration back on. Low at first but building. I shift my hips, feel it rub my inner walls. The toy is hard and slick. Bigger than his fingers. More solid.
Then he adds a finger. It stretches me, adding to the sensation. I like how warm and real it is, but my eyes are wide, and I’m inhaling hard to deal with the pressure. “Too much? It’s okay, little bride. We’ll get there.”
He rubs my clit, and I want him to turn the vibrator up. Instead, he moves the vibrator down from my pussy, letting it buzz over my skin all the way down towards my rear. It feels weirdly good, but I clench up.