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“This is your chance to show me beyond mere words that you submit to me completely. That I am your Master. I intend to take you in the ass, Madeline. Will you stop me?”
My mind races, and I’m so dizzy I’m almost nauseous. “Please.”
“Please, what? Take you or don’t take you? You make the decision. But remember that there are consequences if you deny me. And remember that you vowed to please me. You know what will please me right now. So choose well.”
“I don’t like how it feels.”
“Does that matter? Should I remind you of what you just said to me five minutes ago? That you only wish you please your Master.” He pauses, and he shifts how he’s standing so that he’s pressing up against me again. I squeeze my eyes shut. But somehow I know he won’t initiate until I tell him to. “Who is your Master, Madeline?”
“You.” My voice comes out small, tiny.
“What?”
“You are my Master. Sir.”
“And what will please me right now, Madeline?”
“If I let you take me in the ass,” I practically sob.
“And will you do that? Will you please me?”
I’m so frustrated right now that I want to bang my head against the wall. Everything is turning, and inside I’m screaming in protest even as my mouth says, “Yes.”
“Yes, what?”
I suck in air, fighting my frustration as every muscle in my body tenses. He’s pressing the tip of his cock against my ass just enough to remind me that he’s there and he’s ready.
“Yes, I want to please you. Please take me in the ass.” Another deep breath. “Master.”
Without hesitation he presses himself into me. There is a sharp burst of pain, and he pushes harder as my body tightens against him. He murmurs to relax again, and I try, but the pain is preventing it.
Soon his hands are on my ass cheeks, spreading me wider. He’s ignoring my gasps and grunts and penetrating deeper with each movement of his hips. Only when he’s completely buried in my ass does he stop with a growl.
“Do you like that, baby?” I can hear the strain in his voice, the pent-up aggression that I know he’s holding back.
The sensation of him buried deep inside my ass is overwhelming, and it’s all I can do to breathe, let alone speak. When I hesitate too long, he slaps my ass cheek—hard. I flinch at the sharp sting and squeeze my eyes shut. “Answer me,” he commands. “Yes, Master.” “Good girl. You need my cock in your ass. You’ll understand soon.” His hips start moving again in a slow, steady rhythm that stirs something inside me. The pain begins to ebb, and pleasure takes hold. Heat rushes through my body as his fingertips dig into my hips, pulling me toward him. Just when I think I can’t take any more, he reaches around and strokes my clit. I jump at the contact. It’s too much, and I try to twist away, but I’m pinned beneath him. Helpless. His touch intensifies, as does his hoarse breathing. Steadily, with each thrust and stroke, he fucks me harder, deeper. His fingers never leave my clit—swirling, pinching, stroking—as his cock pounds harder into my ass. I’m close. I’m so damn close, and I bite the inside of my cheek to keep from crying out.With his free hand, he grabs my hair and pulls my head up. The pleasure and pain of it is more than I can take. “I want to hear your moans while I’m fucking you,” he growls roughly into my ear. My climax comes hard and fast, dragging me over the edge and into the abyss. I scream out as pleasure pulses through me, over and over. His cock is still buried deep, his fingers still caressing me, wringing every moan from my body.
This orgasm is incredible, tensing and pulsing all over my body. Wow. Just wow. I don’t know whether it was the prolonged buildup to release, the anal, or both that led to that, but I can’t remember an orgasm this good in a long, long time.
My brain is so fried I can hardly speak and am only peripherally aware of what’s going on around me.With one forceful thrust, he stills inside of me. “Oh, fuck, baby. Fuck.” His cock hardens and swells inside my ass, and I feel his orgasm pulse into me, over and over as he gives a hoarse roar.Minutes later, when he finally pulls out of me, my head falls back onto the pillows. I’m completely exhausted. Unlocking my handcuffs, Evan frees my wrists and pulls me up so that I’m standing toe to toe with him on wobbly legs.
He brushes the hair back from my face and looks me in the eyes adoringly. “Darling Madeline. You’ve pleased me. Very much.”
Those words shouldn’t have any power over me, but they do. Tears well up in my eyes, and I can’t stop them. He’s broken me. He’s forced me to look at a part of myself that I never knew existed.
Silently, I weep before him as he kisses my tears away and gently holds me against his warm body. My last shred of resistance has been obliterated.
I am his. Unequivocally.
Chapter 28
Master’s Orders
Tears stream down my cheeks as I stare up at Evan. He quietly pulls me against his chest and holds me there and just allows me to cry, rubbing my back and my arm with soothing strokes. His strength wraps around me, holds me up.
A few minutes later, he pulls back and brushes my tears away with his thumb. I see a softness in his gaze that I’ve never seen before. “Come on, let’s get cleaned up.”
Threading his fingers through mine, he pulls me toward the bathroom and guides me into the shower again. He steps in after me and turns the water on, adjusting the temperature. I stand there, half dazed, as he lathers me up, his strong hands smoothing gently over my wet skin.
