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“No. As my little girl. As my wanton, slutty, little buttercup. My Jasmine. In all aspects of who she is.”
How can I be upset with that? Taking another step toward him, I sigh. “But you tricked me into giving you all of that. None of it was real.”
Bending down into the last bag, I bring out the smallest machine I could find. “Jasmine, what is that for?”
“To ensure your compliance,” I tell him as I sit the thing on the end of the bed and attach the largest plug I could find. What’s embarrassing is that I had to do a web search to figure out what I was looking for.
“Don’t even think about it.” He roars at me, and I giggle as I lock it onto the pole.
“Oh, I dare very much so. If it’s good for me, it has to be good for you, right? I mean you wouldn’t use toys on me that could be harmful.”
I’m overstepping and I know it. However, the idea of seeing his ass being spread apart by the plug makes me weak with need. God, I want him so badly to understand what I’ve gone through. Yet, I want him to find pleasure in my torture as well. It’s confusing to say the least.
Taking the lube, I squeeze it onto the plug, and I watch Chris become agitated. “I’m telling you not to do this.”
“And I’m telling you, that I want my freedom to choose you, Daddy,” I yell at him and instantly feel bad. But he has to know that I’m in charge right now. He’s not getting away with what he’s done.
“There will be no us if you continue this.”
My heart breaks and I line the plug with his ass. “You already broke us, so this doesn’t really do much in the way of us, anyway.”
Putting the tie back into his mouth, I kiss his forehead and hit the start button. Kissing down his face toward his ear, I whisper. “Remember how I asked you to stop the first night I was in a cage?”
He screams behind the gag, and it’s loud. This doesn’t stop me as I press the button for the machine to move into him. “Or how you ripped my heart out when you sent the very private things we did to my family?”
Another button press and the machine must push the plug all the way into his tight butt because Chris doesn’t stop screaming. I pause the button so it doesn’t move. Yes, I want him to suffer. Yes, I want him to know how it feels to have my heart ripped out by the person you trust. No, I’m not cruel enough to keep the machine going.
“I love you, Daddy, you… you became my everything, and I wanted so much for us to grow into something amazing. But, your words were very clear. You were tired of pretending. The worst part about this, is that I still love you. I want to choose you, but you are clearly never going to choose me.”
He looks at me, crying, and I look at the machine, to make sure I haven’t caused him to bleed. I’m grateful to see no blood and I take a deep breath in. It would kill me if I hurt him that way. Keeping the machine in him, I turn back around to face him. Now I’m crying. The pain is almost unbearable.
“I want you to think about what you’ve done and tomorrow. Once we’ve both have slept it off, I’ll ask you again what you want to do.”
Pushing a finger under the hair tie, I grab it and yank it off. His cock jets out cum and he screams louder than when the machine was breaching his tight hole.
At least he got some pleasure out of the day. I have to tell myself that so I don’t think I’m a monster for what I’ve done.
Chapter Thirty-Five
Adeepdenialtriesto set into my bones as the door shuts, and I’m left here, trying to reconcile the fact that I just came so hard, I can’t see. My heart rate slows down as my cock finally stops spurting cum. Goddamn, I’ve never had such an orgasm like this in my life, and knowing my little buttercup is the one that elicited it out of me, makes it all the better.
However, the damn machine is still fucking my ass. I’m not sure if I’m upset with the idea that I’m being fucked in the ass, that it’s being filmed, or that my little one is in charge. Either way, I want to get free from these binds and hold her.
Closing my eyes, my brain wanders about how I’m going to proceed. Jasmine stated I had to tear up the contract, or she wouldn’t be with me. If I lose her, I’m likely to go insane. That’s not an option. But she could choose not to be with me, and that’s not happening. Fuck, what am I supposed to do?
The machine goes up in speed and my hips buck upward, my cock coming to life and I pant. Shit, I didn’t realize I enjoyed anal but if this is going to make a turned on horny dog, then I’m going to have to add it to something I might be willing to let Jasmine do freely with me.
Looking directly into the camera, I wonder if she’s watching. Is she a voyeur like me? Does she get off knowing I’m helpless and at her whim? My cock is throbbing, and the machine picks up speed.
Five strokes into my ass and I’m having another orgasm. My sperm is everywhere by the third orgasm. It’s itching my skin as the machine is now fucking me so hard, it’s pushing me up the bed.
Hell, I deserve this. It’s a hard pill to swallow, knowing I did this to my sweet little one. She was innocent before me. So gentle and kind. Always so damn cheerful and full of life. Seeing her in tears tonight, looking haunted, makes me ache. I can’t focus because the machine is ramming to the point of exhaustion. As the orgasm hits me, my cock weeps cum all over the place, Keeping my eyes open is hard to do as oblivion washes through me.
The bed dips next to me as I wake up. Thank God the plug is out of my ass. Refusing to open my eyes for a moment, I take in how my body feels. Used. I fucking feel used, and I know this must be how my little one feels.
If I’m honest with myself, I did more than used her. I destroyed Jasmine. “I’m sorry,” I whisper through the gag and wonder if she can hear me. My arms are no longer underneath me.
Turning my head, I see Jasmine looking at me as she reaches around me to take the tie out of my mouth. Quickly looking to see if the cameras are gone, I pounce on her. A squeal leaves her mouth and she takes in a quick breath.
