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“No,” he stated flatly. I knew he was telling the truth, and for that I was disappointed. “If you think I’m going to strike some deal for you with Will, that won’t happen. You’re on your own with him. Tell him what you’re doing, recount to him the details of your sessions, and then I suppose you’ll have to let him decide if this is just penance for your crimes. Frankly, Alex, I’d be surprised if he does take you back. I certainly wouldn’t.”
“You’re not Will,” I said emphatically.
“No, I’m not. I’ve tried to be like Will,” Reggie admitted. “But I suppose it’s my fatal flaw, I can’t be that nice to any woman.”
I wouldn’t tell him so, but I agr
eed wholeheartedly with his assessment of himself.
He looked at me rather intently, quizzically, as if he was really taking time to consider my relationship with my ex-lover. “You know my dear, I don’t think you appreciate what sacrifices Will made when he first brought you to me four years ago. Now, to have nothing to show for it, I think it would be frustrating, infuriating.” He shook his head in a gesture of empathy.
“I’ll have to let Will decide that,” I said.
“At least you know what you need. A lot of women would never subject themselves to the kind of agony you’ll go through.”
“Many women don’t know what they need,” I offered.
“And isn’t that the problem with you? You found out what you need, what your heart and libido and mind desire, and then you immediately turned your back on it.” His statement was accusatory, delivered with a degree of irritation I wasn’t used to from him.
“Do you think you failed Will?” I asked.
He chuckled. “I know where you’re leading, but it’s not even a feasible line of questioning. If I’m annoyed by you, it’s because you fail to appreciate your own desires. I’m hardly going to take any responsibility for your failures.”
“Perhaps it was stupid to suggest that,” I admitted.
“It was,” he said.
Moments later, we were back in the limo speeding away through the city, though obscure streets, through the financial district on our way toward the old manufacturing district. Though I was wondering where we were going, it became apparent that a destination was not the point of our drive.
We sat in facing seats, so we could look easily at each other. I waited while Reggie stared at me from head to toe, a position that was not unfamiliar with him. It was hard to tell what he was thinking. I had automatically raised my skirt when I sat down in the seat, assuming that was what he would want. But it was soon evident that he had something altogether different in mind than what I imagined.
“On the floor,” he announced. As surprised as I was by the command, I complied. On hands and knees in front of him, I waited for more.
“You know, Alexandra, your up turned rear has always fascinated me.” He was raising my skirt as he spoke, baring my bottom right there in the limo. I could be thankful that the windows were darkened so that people on the street couldn’t see. This was not completely private however, since the window between us and the driver left Reggie’s chauffeur with a clear view through his rear view mirror. I’d have to forget about that for the next half hour, with much more important things to concentrate on.
Leaning forward, Reggie’s right hand massaged my ass hard. “Such abuse a good posterior takes.” He ran his hand along the fleshy part of my cheeks, then to the cleft that was already moist. “I gave this quite the treatment I recall, and not a mark. Nothing permanent remains, just the memory. It’s so white and unblemished now.” I could just imagine what he was thinking, what new abuse he’d find to wreck on my poor bottom.
Reggie backed off for an instant and I couldn’t see what he was doing, especially when he pushed my head to the floor. Seconds later however, I discovered the nature of his pause, when a cool liquid lubricated me deep into my anal cleft. The liquid was rapidly followed by his latex covered fingers probing my rear channel. The first thrust in that tight hole was a shocking jolt. First one finger, then a second gained entrance. Reggie slipped in and out gently, the humiliation of such base sexual taking not lost on me. He knew, despite any protest I might raise, this would stir me as I’d often been before.
“As I recall, Will likes your ass,” he said.
“Yes,” I gasped a reply, hardly able to speak. It was certainly true, at Will’s prompting, my anal eroticism had been a focus of my earlier training with Reggie.
“And have you allowed him the opportunity to have you here?” Reggie asked me.
“Not often,” I admitted.
His fingers continued to probe me, going deeper and deeper, bringing me a soft seductive pleasure. I didn’t want him to stop.
“When was the last time?” he asked me.
I hesitated to confess the truth.
“Don’t lie,” he instructed me sternly, knowing why I was reluctant to respond.
“Likely a year,” I replied.
His next penetration with his fingers was abrupt, the deepest yet; maybe not by any particular design, though I think it was quite deliberate, a response to my woeful lack of consideration for Will. It was doubly worse when the limo suddenly jerked to a halt.
