Page 43 of His Keepsake

“This is a wish? And if I don’t?”

The brat returned. “Worse happens. Do you want to test me and find out?”

Emme muttered something that sounded like no, Fairy Godmother but obeyed while I steadied her.

I unzipped.

“Open your mouth.”

She tried to walk backward on her knees. Stupid. Her arms were still trapped behind her.

“I’m not blowing you.” Her face screwed up. “My jaw still hurts from before.”

I pretended to study my dick, then I grabbed the rope at her back and hauled her in.

“Quiet.” With my thumb at the corner of her mouth and a stare, I severely encouraged her to open, then I jammed her mouth onto my dick, simultaneously silencing her and sighing at the sight and feel of it sliding into that hot opening. “Don’t bite me unless I say to,” I growled.

She spluttered. Her scathing look and eyeroll made me chuckle.

“Bad girl. That just makes me want to smother you.”

Now I had reasons for punishing her at dinner. Except, I didn’t need any for this one.

I wasn’t training her.

She made choking sounds as I thrust in and out, and drool sprayed from where her lips formed a seal against my dick. I wouldn’t come this time. Just making her do it was enough until tonight. When I pulled out, she retched.

“Say thank you.” And would she say it?

She stared at me stubbornly for a long moment, but she must have seen the violence in my eyes. “Thank you.” Though I was sure she whispered fairy godmother at the end.

My laugh was humorless and brief.

Though tempted to slap her, I held back and instead found myself gently holding her face. I slid my thumb along her soft lower lip, then inside her, exploring. Tentatively, she mouthed it and moved her tongue over my thumb.

The shift to compliance tripped a switch inside me.

I could feel questions rising, ones I’d been avoiding. Axl had picked at the thread first, loosened it, and made me wonder.

Who was she? I hadn’t been trying to find out. Because it messed with my needs? Because I wanted her as this cypher, this anonymous kink-whore, like me. Yeah, I knew what I was.

It was easier if I knew nothing about her.

Her tongue tip circled my thumb then she lightly bit me, eyeing me while she sucked on it.

My cock stirred again.

She was smart and a brat at unpredictable times, even when it ran contrary to sensible. She wanted to be forced, punished, and hurt. Like me, her desires messed with her survival instincts.

Taking her off the street had been a dumb move.

However, having her at my mercy was my wildest porno fantasy made real.

“Good Kitty.” I smoothed my hand over her head, petting her. She used her tongue and lips on my thumb as if it were the best treat ever. I should’ve told Axl to bring his kitten costume for her. We both had a thing for hot pussies. I smiled to myself.

I’d remove the rest of the bondage soon. Not yet. I rather liked the peacefulness settling over us, despite the raunchy kink circumstance, where a bound and naked captive girl kneeled and worshipped a part of me.

I could grow to like this.

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