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I stand behind her,arms crossed over my chest. She stares at herself in the mirror and licks her trembling lips. Slowly, they part, and she leans forward, closing them around the head of the dildo.
It’s got lines indicating one inch, two inches, three inches, and so on to ten. Do I think she’ll be able to take the entire thing today? No. Like I told her, it takes practice, and then you have to continue to work on it to train that gag reflex. Honestly, I like the sound she makes when she gags. This is just a way to humiliate my girl. Because I know she’s into that shit. Plus, it keeps her on her knees in the office by my desk while I work. Because if I moved my desk to her room, it'd be too obvious how much I missed her. The last time she was out of my sight, she managed to disappear for years. I won’t make that same mistake again.
She pulls her head back and takes a deep breath before going back to it. Her head bobs as she takes a little bit more, and I smile. “That’s a good girl,” I praise her, and her body shakes as her eyes fall closed. “Watch yourself, Ashtyn. I want you to see how pretty you look while you suck a dick.”
Her eyes open, and they’re already filled with tears. I can’t wait to see her crying and drool running down her naked body. I tied her so she’d feel every little movement. Her pussy will be soaked by the time I allow her to stop.
I bend down, and she pulls back, the head falling from her mouth.That won’t do.I grab the back of her head. “Open wide.” And push it forward. Not enough to hurt her, just enough to take the head once more, and I reach out to grab the chain connected to the ring in the dildo. I open the clasp on the end of the chain and connect it to the ring around her collar.
Her wide eyes meet mine, and she mumbles nonsense around the tip of the dildo. “This will make sure you keep sucking, sweetheart,” I inform her, and her eyes close as her shoulders shake. “Don’t want you to stop too soon.” There’s plenty of give in the chain. It’s not like I shortened it to where she’s deep throating the dildo. That’ll come once she gets better at it. This is the beginner’s class.
Standing, I turn and walk over to my desk. She’s to the left of my back, but I don’t need to see her to know she’s being good. I can hear her sucking on the dildo.
I pick up my cell to see that Haidyn had texted me five minutes ago. Opening it up, I read.
HAIDYN: Check the hallway cameras in the birdcage.
I pull them up on my computer. Nothing looks off to me. There are four bedrooms and an elevator along with access to the stairs. Nothing more. I’m about to exit when I see the elevator door slide open.
A woman steps out in a pair of black thigh-high boots, black booty shorts, and a white crop top that shows off her large tits. She walks over to Haidyn’s door and knocks on it. Spreading her legs, she places her hands on the doorframe while she waits for him to answer.
The door swings open, his hand reaches out and wraps around her neck, forcing her chin up. Her arms fall to her sides, and he yanks her into the room, slamming it shut behind him.
I frown, knowing that’s not what he meant for me to see.
The sound of Ashtyn slobbering all over the dildo gets my attention, and I rewind the cameras back to when she would have been up there.
Once I get the clock on where I want, I push play. I see Ashtyn walking out of her room, and Emerson already waiting for her. He yanks on her, then shoves her forward. I pause it, place my earbuds in, and push play once more. I don’t want her to know that I’m watching the video by hearing the audio.
What follows makes my blood boil. Why didn’t she tell me what he did? Why didn’t I pay attention to him when he entered the office with her? My body tenses when he speaks to her in the elevator. My brothers and I don’t really give a fuck what happens to those that are here, but Ashtyn? I fucking care who speaks to her, touches her, and threatens her.
I wait until he exits and shuts the office door before I stop the video, yank the earbuds from my ears, and turn to look at her. She’s got her eyes closed, her body pressed forward, and she’s now up to three inches on the dildo. Drool runs down her mouth. The fact that she can’t feel her throat will cause her to produce more saliva than usual.
Going over to Kashton’s desk, I lean over, and he looks up at me. “Keep an eye on her. I’ll be back.”
He nods and goes back to whoever the fuck he’s texting on his cell. I can’t take him with me because I won’t leave her here alone tied up and vulnerable. Especially after what I just saw and heard.
Shoving the door open, I exit the office and take the elevator up to the birdcage. Once I get off, I march down the hall and don’t even bother knocking. I shove the door open to find Haidyn sitting in the chair by the double doors to his balcony. The woman I saw on the camera is on her knees before him. Her arms handcuffed behind her back. She’s naked, and he’s fucking her mouth.
“I need your help,” I inform him.
He nods but doesn’t pay me any attention. I lean against the door as she gags and slurps on his dick like it’s a straw. It reminds me of Ashtyn, and the thought pisses me off. I should be listening to her do this right now instead of what I’m about to do.
His hands tangle in her short, bleach-blond hair, and he arches his back, forcing his cock farther down her throat. She shifts on her knees, trying her best to fight him. It’s useless. He holds her head down as his muscles stiffen, and he forces her to swallow.
When he pulls out, she’s gasping as cum and drool fall from the corner of her mouth. I get sight of her eyes, and they’re solid black—blackout lenses. They’re like blindfolding someone without putting something over one’s face. It allows them to see nothing but darkness, but he can still see her expressions. Haidyn loves using them on whoever he fucks.
Standing, he yanks her up from her shaky knees by her hair, making her cry out. He walks her over to the far wall and turns her to face it. “Don’t move,” he orders, slapping her bare ass, making her jump.
He then picks up a collar, fastens it around her neck, and pulls on the end of the chain that hangs from the ceiling, connecting it to the front. The position forces her to arch her neck and rise up on her tiptoes. She struggles between moaning and gasping, still trying to catch her breath.
He picks up his jeans off the floor and pulls them on along with his shirt. Then he walks toward me. “I’ll be back.” She fights harder in her restraints as we exit the room, and he slams it shut, locking the door from the outside. All of our doors have keyless access. They each require a fingerprint. It keeps others from getting in and killing us in the middle of the night. I wouldn’t say anyone would, but you can never be too sure.
Lots of measures have been taken since my sweetheart got away.
Haidyn doesn’t even ask what I need help with. He never does. He’s always down to fuck some shit up. And I’m about to do just that.
