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He sat beside her and pressed the tip of the vibrator into her spread cunt. It hurt. She bit down on the rubber cock. “You’re dry. How dare you be dry in my presence?”
He smacked her bare cunt several times with stinging fingers. She jerked and tried to close her legs but, bound as she was, she couldn’t. Anthony climbed over her legs and knelt between them. He leaned forward and she realized with stunned surprise he was licking her cunt.
He was skilled, lightly teasing and licking her until, despite her fear, rage and exhaustion, her body began to respond of its own accord. At least it was better than being tied to a rack and beaten within an inch of her life or being force-fed her dinner on her knees.
He continued his attentions until she was trembling with the need to come. He pulled back abruptly and slapped her cunt. Alex startled and nearly pushed the phallus from her mouth. Fortunately, she managed to hang on to it, certain she’d pay a terrible price if she didn’t.
“Don’t you dare come,” Anthony barked. She felt the press of hard metal again at her sex. This time it slid in easily. He turned it on, sending a vibrating hum of sensation through her. Having already been stimulated nearly to orgasm, Alex’s body began to shudder in reaction to the vibrator buried inside her.
She bit down on the dildo, trying not to come, at the same time amazed her body could even consider orgasm at the hands of this asshole. Pretend it’s Daniel. Pretend it’s Liam. They don’t want you to come yet. Not yet. Do it for them. Breathe like Daniel taught you. Control your body. Breathe…
“Come for me, Alexandra. Show me what a perfect whore you are.”
“Come for me, Alex,” Daniel whispered, moving his cock deep inside her. Alex shuddered and moaned, wrapping her arms around him, parting her lips for his perfect kiss as she tumbled into orgasm…
The dildo was pulled from her mouth, slick with her saliva. Anthony dragged it between her breasts. He was smiling at her. “Very nice. Yes. You have potential. I knew you did. I knew it the moment I saw you.”
He leaned over her and kissed her. The impulse to spit in his face nearly overcame her. She closed her eyes, blotting Anthony from her mind, even while his tongue invaded her mouth.
He pulled back. “I’ll claim you in every way you can imagine. You will become my sex slave, desperate for my come, eager for my cock to fill every hole. But now you must be tired. The emotional strain alone of discovering your true Master at last has surely drained you.”
To think, she’d found his flowery language enchanting before. Now it just made her want to puke. She kept her face as neutral as she could and tried to smile. “Thank you, Sir,” she simpered.
He reached up and unclipped her cuffs from the bed and untied her ankles as well. He unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off, revealing a powerful chest covered in a mat of dark hair. He slipped out of his pants and underwear and lay down beside her.
Taking her into his arms, he kissed her deeply. She couldn’t bring herself to respond, but he didn’t seem to notice. After a while he let her go. “I hope you will earn the right to sleep beside your Master. But for tonight while I will permit you the honor of my bed. You will sleep chained at my feet.”
Chained. Shit!
How could she slip away in the dead of night if she was chained to the fucking bedframe?
He forced her down to the end of the mattress, positioning her so she was perpendicular to him. Gripping her arms, he jerked them behind her back, using her own silver cuffs to secure them to the rails of the footboard.
He left her while he went to the bathroom. When he returned, he knelt in front of her on the bed and began to stroke his cock. She closed her eyes. “Open your eyes. Watch your Master.”
Alex forced herself to obey. He masturbated over her, his hand flying over his cock, his burning eyes raking her body. He stiffened in the moment before orgasm. Despite his order, Alex squeezed her eyes shut as warm blobs of ejaculate spattered her face and chest.
Anthony lay back, pressing his cold feet against her breasts. Alex didn’t dare resist him. Once he began to snore, she wriggled and twisted in an effort to get her cuffs open. All she succeeded in doing was digging them painfully into her skin. Exhausted, she gave up, focusing instead on wiping his disgusting semen from her face onto the sheets.
When she opened her eyes, sunlight was streaming through the windows. Somehow this seemed incongruous with the plight in which she found herself. How could the day have dawned beautiful and sunny while she was chained at the feet of a madman?
