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And knowing all that, I still suck on it and suck on it.
Because I want to be struck. I want to be obedient.
I want to be under his influence and be his good girl.
“You already know, don’t you?” he coos. “You know what I’ll do to you when I tie you up.”
My lips slip against his when I whisper, “I-I think so.”
“Yeah, because that’s my number one fantasy.”
“To get me pregnant.”
“Yeah, baby. Dreaming about tying you up in my bed and breeding you is how I’ve lived my life for years now. So much so that I don’t even think it’s my obsession anymore. I don’t even think it’s a sickness.”
I jerk against him. “T-then what is it?”
“It’s my fucking religion.” I squirm again as he keeps going, “Thinking about cutting all your clothes off is how I pray now. Thinking about tearing your pretty pink dresses is how I breathe. It’s how I fucking exist. And you’re going to wear pink for me, Bubblegum. You better believe it.”
“Because pink is your favorite color.”
“Yeah.” Then his eyes go hard. “And because I fucking hate blue.”
He tugs at my dress to emphasize his point, because I’m wearing blue.
And because he knows why.
And then and there, I promise to never wear blue again. To always wear my favorite color for him. Because that’s why it’s his favorite too.
“I won’t.”
“Fuck yeah, you won’t,” he rasps, rubbing our lips together. “You’ll wear pink and even though I fucking love you in pink, I’ll still take a knife to it. I’ll still cut it off so I can get to the real prize. My real favorite color. The color of your soft-as-fuck moondust skin.”
My skin breaks out in goosebumps then.
At this possessive tone. His growly tone.
“And then what?” I ask.
He breathes out sharply. “And then, I’ll spread your legs and feed you my cock. I’ll feed it to your pussy and keep going until I’m right where I wanna be. Right at the spot that I dream about.”
“What spot?”
“Your womb.”
“My w-womb.”
“Yeah, baby.” He kisses me softly, wetly. “I’ll wedge my dick right up in your womb and then I’ll fuck it. I’ll fuck your womb and that might hurt, okay?”
My belly clenches. “It might?”
“Yeah. If I fuck you so deep and so hard, it might hurt your tummy. It might make you cry.”
“I won’t though,” I tell him bravely. “I won’t cry.”
He kisses me again. “You will. But it’s okay. Because like last night, I’ll lick it all up. I’ll make it all better for my Bubblegum.”
“I know you will,” I whisper, kissing him back.
