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He lifts his fingers, coated with my juices, to my lips. Having never tasted myself before, I stiffen. At first I turn away, but avoidance is futile. He pushes his fingers into my mouth.
“Better than mac and cheese, right?” he asks.
Not even close, I think to myself.
Withdrawing his fingers, he retrieves more of my moisture and wipes some of it over my lips before reaching into my mouth. I gag when he presses down on my tongue.
“Lick it all off,” he tells me as he squeezes the breast he still holds.
I comply.
“Mmm,” he purrs, as if he can taste me, too.
I want his hand back between my thighs. I’ve got to do better than this, though. My resolve can’t be so weak when it comes to Rafe. When he touches me, I seem to forget that he belongs to a murderous triad.
And he said something about a preview of what will happen if I deceive him, I remind myself. I have the feeling I’d be lucky if it was a simple spanking.
As if he senses me stiffen, he says, “I want you to look at yourself in the mirror, Priscilla. I want you to see how much you want this.”
He pulls my pants and panties down past my hips, exposing my groin. His fingers brush through the patch of hair there before going for my clit. I exhale a shaky breath.
“Keep looking,” he says when I lower my gaze.
I watch as he reaches deeper between my thighs. I feel his middle and ring finger curl inside of me. My body bows of its own accord to give him a better angle of penetration. He finds a spot inside me that makes me shudder and caresses it till I’m whimpering and moaning.
Murderous triad, murderous triad, I repeat to myself.
He thrusts his fingers in and out, making my legs quiver. His motions make a sloppy squishing sound as my wetness increases. When he pulls out his digits, he leaves me bereft. Releasing me, he stands back to look at me, my blouse bunched beneath my tits, my pants and underwear pulled down past my butt.
I reach for my pants.
“Leave it there,” he commands.
I stand there, feeling more awkward than if I had been completely naked. He walks over to an armoire and takes out two cords of rope. Returning, he stuffs one in his pant pocket and uncoils the other.
“Take off your clothes,” he instructs.
Without protest, I do as he says. I feel like I’m always doing what he tells me to do. But it could be worse. I could be dead. And I think he mentioned the dungeon once...
After I’m naked, he proceeds to wrap the rope around me in the manner he had described earlier. I gasp when the knot presses against my clit.
“We’ll stick with one pleasure knot for today,” Rafe says. “We can work up to three.”
“Three?” I ask.
“One for your clit, a second for your vagina, and a third for your anus.”
I stiffen, not sure I like the sound of that.
“Anal virgin?” he guesses.
“And I’m not in a hurry to lose that virginity.”
He chuckles. “Anal play is a lot more fun than you think.”
“For you or for me?”
“For both of us,” he answers as he finishes the rope dress. “But I understand the initial trepidation. Jade was really scared at first. Now she’s a pro. You should see how wide her asshole can gape.”
