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My body sizzles as he unearths his magnificent cock with one hand then licks my cum off the fingers of his other hand.
I gasp as he then uses that same hand, glistening with my juices to pump his cock.
But when he removes his belt from the loops of his jeans, my mouth dries.
He removes his t-shirt and then comes toward me. My skin burns all over again. I have no idea what he’s going to do with his belt while I’m on my knees.
I tilt my head to look up at him. I bask in his male beauty. A delicious combination of lethality and splendor. Untouchable.
I love the smell of him so much, I want to inhale all of him.
He touches my cheek. Where he had bitten me. I’m dying to see the new bruise. I can’t wait to look at it in the mirror and touch it and remember how it felt when he did that to me.
He drags the tip of his fingernail over it and tears spring to my eyes but he conditioned me and my pussy just opens up for his touch.
His fingers glide down my jaw to my shoulder, over my clavicle to my throat. He places his knuckles under my chin and forces me to lift my face.
I’m trembling now. I remember the tight uncomfortable metal band that Roger had fastened around my neck. I remember the blitzes of electric current whipping through my body at his whim, whenever he decided to press an icon on his watch.
My trembling turns to an almost panic attack, as if I’m back there, in the dungeon, seeing Kayne getting beaten. Feeling myself getting beaten. Some logical part of my brain tells me Kayne cured my memory of the bruises on my cheek and the ones on my torso so that I can barely remember anything other than Kayne’s touch. He’ll do the same for the scar the metal left around my neck. He’ll make me forget.
“Kiss my belt, Princess.”
I do so, shyly. Somehow the act is so intimate it makes me blush, after everything that Kayne has already done to me.
He dangles the end of the leather against my throat. I swallow down a nervous breath.
He takes his belt and wraps it around my throat. He draws one end of the leather through the buckle without pulling it through so the buckle and the belt lay on my clavicle.
He uses one of his hands and slides it through his massive cock. My pussy vibrates. I purr involuntarily.
“Open your mouth, Princess,” he commands. I do as I’m told. He glides his cock onto my tongue. My body goes into a whirlwind of chaos. I leap around from moments of sublime heady fear that makes me wetter, to greed for him to thrust the whole of his cock into my mouth. It doesn’t fit, I know because I tried before. But I wait patiently for his next move, my mouth open, his cock just resting on my tongue. He takes forever to just look at me that way.
I grow restless. I want to be touched, pleasured, and hurt until I derive the most ecstatic thrill from that rush of pain.
Still, he just looks at me. Testing me. Until I feel a droplet of his pre-cum at the back of my tongue. It awakens my taste buds all over again and there’s no way I can remain still, no way I can stop myself from wanting to suckle more from his cock.
Kayne takes pity on me at last.
“Tap my thigh if you need a minute.”
He doesn’t tell me to tap his thigh if I want him to stop. This is not what’s it about. He’s going to reclaim me, his way, and then everything he starts will be executed to his conclusion.
I nod. But if I didn’t trust him with my life, my panic would have exploded and I would beg him to stop.
Chapter Eleven
Sophia
I close my eyes, but Kayne won’t have that.
“Open your eyes for me, Princess,” he demands softly, his own voice husky and strained.
My eyelids flutter open. My lip quivers as Kayne slides his cock down my throat at the same time as he is pulling his belt taut against my throat.
My first instinct is panic. Worry that I wouldn’t be able to breathe. I want to stop him.
But I see what the sight of me taking his cock into my throat, does to him, as he pulls taut his belt against my throat, threatening my airflow. I want to prove so much to him.
