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“What are you doing?” I frown, as Twelve rests her small hands on my thighs. I hadn’t even noticed that she’s kneeling between my parted legs until now. I’m so fucking out of it.
“Shh, just let me take care of you,” she whispers, licking her scarlet lips, her fingers brushing over my dick. I’m surprised that it jerks against her touch rather than shrivel up from the contact.
“No! That isn’t for you,” I hiss, moving my hand to shove her off me only to find that I can’t. My wrists, ankles, chest and thighs are restrained by leather straps. “You’ve strapped me to this motherfucking chair! Untie me! Right the fuck now!”
She bites her scarlett lip, her white teeth sinking into the soft flesh. “I just wanted to help you to relax,” she says, pressing the heel of her palm against my dick. It shouldn’t be pleasant because I do not want her like that, but fuck, my cock has other ideas.
“We’ve been dancing around each other for over two years now, Konrad,” she whispers, her scent wrapping around me like weeds around flowers. It’s choking, suffocating.
“It’s all in your head,” I protest.
“No,” she replies firmly, giving my cock a quick squeeze through my trousers before she stands and removes her dress. Naked before me, she runs her fingers between her chest, over her stomach and slides them between her bare pussy lips.
“What the fuck are you doing?”
“What does it look like, Konrad?”
“That’sMasterto you,” I bite back.
She just smiles and fingers herself. Anger burns my blood and fucking nausea churns my stomach, but my cock? It punches against my zipper as she pulls her glistening fingers from her cunt and places them into her mouth. I snatch my head away, refusing to look at the delight in her eyes as she focuses on my bastard dick.
“You want me,” she says, gripping my jaw and forcing me to look at her as she reaches for my zipper, unzips it and pulls my cock free, grasping it at the base. “You don’t have to deny yourself anymore. The Collector’s gone. Leon has Zero locked up in his room and Jakub’s screwing around with One. We can be together. It’s okay now. You’re free to choose me.”
“GET YOUR MOTHERFUCKING HANDS OFF ME! I DON’T WANT YOU!” I seethe, struggling against the restraints tying me down. Only I know that once you’re strapped into this chair there’s no getting out until someone sets you free.
“Your cock begs to differ,” she replies, her tongue edging between her lips as she wets them.
“Let me go, right the fuck now and I won’t slit your throat for disobeying our rules.Do not covet what isn’t yours!” I remind her.
“But youaremine. Look,” she says, canting her head downwards.
I follow her gaze and stare at my engorged dick, thick veins running beneath the skin. It weeps precum as she slides her fist up and down it’s length, her small hands barely able to fit around its girth.
“You fucking drugged me!” I exclaim, understanding what that sharp pain was a moment ago.
“Shh, it’s okay,” she murmurs, stroking me.
“Did Thirteen help you? Is this her way of getting back at us?” I ask, mostly to myself.
“No, Thirteen is distracted with Nala. I snuck into her room, helped myself to what I needed.”
“You bitch.”
“Don’t you see, Konrad, the Quickening and my touch will make all the pain go away. Just relax, let me heal you. I’ll make it good, I promise.”
“Heal me?!Youcan’t heal me. I DON’T WANT YOUR TOUCH!”
She squeezes me hard, her fingers choking my dick as her top lip curls upwards. Madness glints in her eyes as a slow smile spreads across her face. “That’s exactly what I thought when you first touched my pussy, now look at it, all dripping wet foryou.”
Her reply makes me gag, bile burning my throat as I swallow it down. Yet still my cock remains as hard as stone. I don’t like this. I don’t like this feeling of having no control over my own motherfucking desire. “UNTIE ME NOW!”
“Hush,” she croons, jerking me off, her thumb sliding over the slit of my cock. “Don’t make this harder for yourself because I intend on fucking you over, and over, and over again until there’s no cum left in your body. I’m claiming it all. It’smine. You are mine.”
“No.”
“Yes,” she insists, before reaching up and removing my mask.
I don’t know why, but I press my eyes shut, like that’s somehow going to stop her from being able to see my true face. I can’t be bare before her. I can’t be anything other than one of The Masks in a situation such as this. It’s the only motherfucking thing giving me strength.
