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—You haven't told me at all.
He opens the clamp and closes it against the protuberance, my scream comes out bathed in pleasure, a pleasure that begins to climb through my feet to my head, making it sting.
—I'm not going to tell you, I'm going to show you.
—Is decorating your wife's body one of them?
"Decorate it not only with those things, but with others," he catches the other nipple, laughing when I scream. Maybe we were made to sin together.
—I told you, I would become the owner of your life.
—You are very far from that.
I know he lies to me, he always does when I tell him that little by little I am becoming the owner of his life, his mind, his empire and his body. I don't say more, I let him take me outside, there are houses very far away, it's just us enjoying one side of the beach because Trixi is around the corner where he can't see anything.
The balcony has chrome glass railings, you can't see much so I without hesitation get into the water that never stops bubbling. In the distance there is a small armchair for at least two people, in the center a table with magazines that I am sure is only for decoration.
When he gets in, he corners me against one of the walls of the jacuzzi, grabs my hair so he can fix it in a ponytail. Under the water he looks for my nipples, stretches them and I complain because it hurts.
—Does it hurt,bitch?
—Yes, I'm not used to it.
"Well, you're going to have to get used to it." He tilts his head and places several kisses on my neck. Someday I'm going to catch those lips between the clamps, managing to open your vagina for my fingers, for a dildo, a vibrator or whatever I want to put in your pussy,shit.
—And what can I do to you?
—Are you really asking that? —His laugh vibrates against my skin, making me crawl—. You are so slutty that I know what you want to do, wander through your mind and tell me without shame, Emily.
A challenge that I am willing to take, I will not let things from the past make me go back and make me feel bad for my impure desires. For a few seconds I focus on his mouth, he has one hand leaning against the edge of the bathtub, his mouth bites, moves and kisses all over the place.
I come out of my thoughts when he presses the clamp on my right nipple, I scream at the pain that expands, a simple reminder that I must give him an answer.
-Wanna...
—Hmm, I hear you.
"I want to cum on your fingers, I want to cum on your cock," I caress his abdomen, gently lowering him. I want to sit on your face and fill you with my ejaculation, Salvatore.
—That's my girl, slutty, free and sincere.
He continues kissing and marking the skin of my neck, my chest rises and falls, when he is about to take my breasts to his mouth I withdraw a little. With force he grabs my neck, the bubbles hitting his marked abdomen.
—Today my gifts are only for you, you are going to let me do what I want to you, because they are my gifts made for you.
—It's going to hurt.
—Does that matter when you're wetshit?
-No.
—No, because you know you enjoy it, don't be afraid of the pain.
He guides his mouth to my nipples again, I muffle my screams by placing my hand against my mouth, but he gets upset and pushes my hands away.
—May heaven, may God and the devil find out what I'm doing to you because of the noises you make.
I hiss, his tongue hitting my nipples, pulling on the clamps causing the pain to settle between my thighs. I let it mark me, the pain little by little is recognized as another source of pleasure, which makes me enjoy it at my own pace. When he's done, he takes my hands, slides me across the tub, and puts my hands against the edge.
