Page 41 of Worth Risking It

His flattened tongue was on my clit out of nowhere and I screamed with pleasure. Leisurely, he dragged it up my body, between my breast, to the tip of my chin. At the same time he came to his full height, he reached behind to grab the metal bar that was curved like a “J,” the short end having a ball that was buried in my ass. Giving it a rough jerk, I squealed and rose to my tiptoes, my head spinning.

He gave it a few quick pumps, again letting me think he’d allow me an orgasm, just to crash the second I began to tumble. Releasing it, the weight tugged at my insides, but the other end was tied to a rope around my throat so it wouldn’t fall out. Every time I dipped my chin to my chest, it would tighten the slack and tug at my ass.

Wyatt was wicked. He was a master at torturing. I should have known he would be unforgiving and merciless the moment we were alone. Since Milo wouldn’t be home for days, he could litter my body with his marks without worry.

As if to prove that thought, his teeth clamped on a nipple and bit down, his tongue flicking at the clamp.

“Oh, god!” I hollered around the ball, struggling to be free. I needed to touch him! I needed his cock inside me, now.

Breaking away, the cool metal strands dragged from my shoulder down, tickling my skin. I broke out in goosebumps that were short lived, for he viciously swatted them across my breasts.

I screamed, my flesh feeling as if it split open, my nipples burning. He repeated the action again, then again. My head flung backward and then forward, forcing the metal ball deeper in my ass. Unable to handle it anymore, the pressure built behind my clit.

“I’m cumming!” I whimpered.

Why? Because I was a fucking idiot. As soon as I garbled those words around the gag, he abruptly withdrew.

“Goddammit!” I screamed, yanking and kicking.

His sinister chuckle filled the silence. “Oh, kitten, you are so good to me.”

His tone was low, raspy, gravelly, sadistic. It sent tingles sweeping through my body, my hair standing on end, my head swimming.

“What did I do to deserve such a precious gift like you?”

His palm slid across my cheek so tenderly, I shivered.

“Please,” I whimpered awkwardly. “Please give me the cock. Oh, Daddy, I’ve been a good girl.”

A husky, baritone groan vibrated into my chest, telling me he was close. “You’ve been the best little girl, kitten,” he whispered, pressing a finger into my nipple.

“Mm.”

“You’re the best kitten I’ve ever had, Chazzy,” he added, curling his fingers around the whole breast to give a tender squeeze.

I was so heated, so overstimulated, I didn’t even realize just how close he was until his body touched mine. His cock tucked between my thighs, rubbing against my slit.

“Oh, yes.”

He unfastened the gag and carefully removed it, tossing it to the floor. The accumulated saliva started dribbling down my chin, so I sucked it up and swallowed.

“I want to hear you scream my name when you cum, kitten.”

“Please, Daddy—”

“No!” he barked, tapping my cheek with his fingertips. “My name.”

Blinking behind the blindfold, I shuddered again with a quiet, “Wyatt.”

His hot breath caressed my face with a grunt, his dick smearing my juices. “Oh, my god, what have you done to me, Chazzy?”

There was a thud from him tossing the whip to the floor, both his hands burying in my hair. His lips brushing back and forth over mine, he eased his cock back a little and I shrieked, my stomach turning over. There was no way he was about to enter me with that ball in my ass. I had never had both holes filled at once, other than a finger.

Shaking my head adamantly, I took a breath to plead with him when he shoved deep. Choking on an inhale, ice rolled through my veins, and I froze, my jaw gaping. The pressure from being so full, those muscles stretched so far was almost unbearable.

“Oh shit,” he wheezed, his cheek on mine. “Oh my god, Chazzy, what have you done to me?”

Suddenly, his hips were slapping against mine violently, his pierced dick rubbing the thin layer of flesh taut over the metal ball. My nerve endings burst into flames, and I grew dizzy, feeling on the verge of fainting.