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“To me.”
Once I pulled off my clothes so I stood naked in front of everyone, I dropped to my knees and crawled toward him. We had never done anything like this outside of the classroom, and I feared that I would do everything wrong with Luke watching. But Steven believed in me.
Or else he wouldn’t make me do this, right?
Nerves zipped through me as my ass swayed side to side. Still, we had never been in the club as a couple. This would be the first time that he would officially show me off as his submissive—if I was; that part still wasn’t clear—and I didn’t want to fuck anything up. I wanted him to be proud of me.
Yet every time I moved closer to him, Steven took a step back.
“Crawl to me,” he repeated again, continuing to shuffle back.
I followed him like a pet, my tits swaying against the floor and my cunt on display to my classmates.
When I finally reached the door where Steven stood, he cleared his throat. I stayed on my hands and knees and gazed up at him through my lashes. He buckled the leash around my diamond necklace and tightened his grip on me.
“You can be a good girl for once in your life,” he spit. “Keep crawling. To the amateur room. Ass up. Back arched. I want everyone to see how much of a desperate, filthy whore you are for your master.”
My pussy drooled at his words. I clenched and began crawling through the hallway and toward the amateur room. My heart raced as I passed through the bar area, where I spotted Luke hanging out, glaring at Steven, who walked me like a pet. Men who I had seen every now and then at Radiant looked our way, their eyes on me.
Steven stopped me once we reached a couch where Michelle, dressed in a black latex dominatrix outfit, played with a submissive. Steven wrapped his hand around the leash twice and pulled me toward him.
“Open that fucking mouth,” he growled.
When I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue, he spit on my face, then grabbed the wad of spit between his fingers and shoved it into my mouth. Four fingers deep, he pushed them deeper and deeper until I gagged on him.
Tears welled up in my eyes, but he didn’t pull them out. He tucked his thumb underneath my chin to grab my jaw and let me gag, gargle, and choke on his fingers. I pulled back, but he kept them inside me until tears slid down my cheeks.
“Poor baby,” he cooed. “Crying because you can’t take a few fingers in your mouth.”
More tears slid down my face from my burning eyes, but I sucked on his fingers as best as I could so I didn’t disappoint him. But that wasn’t the only reason. Luke was here and was watching.
And I wanted my revenge.
While I didn’t have any feelings for him anymore, I wanted to show him what he was missing out on and the wild, raunchy girl I only became for Steven Patton—the BDSM-loving billionaire dom who, for some reason … liked me.
With his free hand, Steven tapped my cheek. “What’ll happen when I shove my fat cock into that throat? Is my dumb little slut going to be able to take it? Or are you going to cry the entire time for me?”
I stared up at him through teary eyes, not backing down and refusing to pull away any more. I wanted his cock more than his fingers, and I would have to earn it. I had vowed to make him proud in the amateur room.
“It doesn’t matter if those are crocodile tears or not. They give me so much power over you,” he murmured. “They make you such a weak, desperate, fuckable mess of a woman that I can take advantage of.”
Heat exploded through my core, and I nearly orgasmed on the spot from his words. I had known that he was dirty, but this dirty?! I hadn’t thought I’d ever hear such degrading words leave his mouth. But I loved it. So much.
“Michelle,” Steven said over the music, pulling up on the leash so I didn’t sit back.
Leaning back on the armrest of the maroon leather couch, Michelle had her submissive on his knees and eating her cunt, her fingers laced in his thick blond hair. She gazed over at us through hazy eyes. “Look at you.”
“Sierra wants to be a dirty whore tonight, and you know what dirty little whores get?” He gazed down at me and wiped my spit around my face again to make me a messy little slut for him. “Loads and loads and loads of cum.”
After hopping off the armrest, Michelle took her submissive’s chin in her hand and pulled him to a standing position, tugging him toward us. She stood behind him, her hand wrapped around his cock. “She’s a dirty whore. You know how to take care of dirty whores, don’t you? Fuck her mouth.”
With his lips curled into a smirk, Steven pulled back on my leash once more so I sat on my heels. He grabbed my hair and tugged my head back so I stared up at them. Then, he rested his balls on my forehead and let his cock hang down across my face, just sitting there, jerking himself off.
“Open your fucking mouth,” he growled. “Like the dirty little slut you are.”
When I opened my mouth, Michelle’s submissive pushed himself inside it.
“You’re going to come for me,” Michelle purred into her submissive’s ear, her hand tightening around the base of his dick. “She’s been a dirty whore, and dirty whores get all the cum they can suck out of a cock.”
