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“Dante.” Her voice is but a whisper.
I grip her chin, tipping her head back, and look into her teary eyes.
“What is it, Bambola?” I murmur.
She looks between my eyes and my lips, and I know what she’s thinking. I run my finger down her leg until I reach the hem of her dress.
“What are you doing?” she asks, making no move to stop me.
Dragging it, I lift until I can get between her legs. I cup her pussy, instantly feeling heat and groan.
“Showing you what I can give you, Serenity,” I whisper.
I can hear the thunder of my heart as I move her panties to the side and slide my finger between her soft folds, soaking with her arousal.
“You like that, Serenity? You like what I’m doing to you?” I say, flicking her clit. “No, Iknowyou like it. You’re soaking my fingers. Your mind may not have submitted to me, but your body has. I know that pussy of yours wants to see what I can give her. All you have to do is say yes, sir.”
She gasps, and I sink two fingers deep inside her.
She moans and screws her eyes shut. I wrap my arm tighter around her, holding her up as I finger fuck her. Wet sounds and panting echo in the room. My heel grinds against her clit as I rub my fingers across her G-spot.
I feel her pussy clench around me, and she whimpers softly as her lips begin to rock.
I can tell she’s getting close, and I pick up the pace. It’s an awkward position, but it’s working for her, so I don’t stop.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she chants until she gasps and throws her head back, coming all over my fingers, soaking them in her arousal.
I keep rubbing until she’s too sensitive and pulls back.
I whisper in her ear, “I could give you so much more if you would submit to me, Serenity. Know that.”
“I’m never getting out of here, am I?” she asks with the sound of defeat in her voice.
I pull back and tell her, “You’re not going anywhere, Serenity. For as long as I breathe, you’re mine, and I will do anything to keep you safe. Even if it means keeping you in this cage forever.”
Chapter 9
Serenity
2weekslater
Sunlight shines through the window, and I groan into my pillow.
That light only means one thing.
It’s my wedding day.
I wake up on my 16th day in the cage. Every day, Dante comes in the morning and lets me out for breakfast, only to put me back in afterward. Unless there’s somewhere I need to go, like a doctor's appointment.
Every night, he says goodnight to me and always says the same thing:
“Crawl to me.”
He keeps the cage door open and tells me to crawl. And every time I say no.
“You will,” he says and leaves me in my pretty prison.
Part of me wants to give in. That part of me wants to explore the dark side. And a little bit just to see what he’ll do. What will be the worst thing that could happen?
