Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 97696 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 488(@200wpm)___ 391(@250wpm)___ 326(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 97696 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 488(@200wpm)___ 391(@250wpm)___ 326(@300wpm)
“Answer me.”
“No, I won’t do it again.”
Now I was about to push her to the limit, not only because it was time to move forward, but also because I needed it. I’d missed the fuck outta her the last few days during the cold war. And now I needed to reconnect.
I had her on her hands and knees in the middle of the leather-covered divan in the dungeon. Her hands were chained to the wall and there was a fetter around her neck, limiting her movements. Her feet were attached to shackles in the floor that kept her spread open for my pleasure.
Today she wore the red mesh panties that showcased the perfect globes of her ass beautifully. Her tits were clamped, the nipples stretched taut by the chains that held them in place. “Let’s see how well you’ve learned.” I ran the riding crop up between her thighs until the strip of leather at the end tickled her pussy through the sheer material of her underwear. She barely bit back the moan of pleasure as I went after her clit rubbing back and forth until her pussy juice stained the leather.
I tapped her pussy with the end of the crop until her juices flowed, and stopped. She bit down on her lip to hold back her moan of frustration and I smiled behind her head. Only two days ago she wouldn’t have been able to keep that sound behind her teeth. Progress. Thank fuck!
I’m about to lose my mind. I’m caught between a rock and a hard place. I want her so much I can taste it, but I know I can’t rush this. Not if she’s going to be what I’ve already come to accept that she is to me. My heart and soul!
It’s for that reason I can’t treat her like just another piece of ass. But it’s killing me. She’s so fucking innocent, for all her bravado. No way she could’ve dealt with all that I wanted from her without me taking the time to bring her along. If I unleashed the real me on her ass without first preparing her, she wouldn’t last a week. That’s why I have to keep my lust in check, for her sake.
Lust! If only it were that simple. Lust I can handle. Lust is something you slake between a woman’s thighs and move the fuck on. This girl has me by the balls. Ain’t that a fucking kick in the head? The big bad SEAL, taken down by a pint sized hellion.
She breathes and I get hard. She gives me that lip of hers and I want to bend her over the nearest hard surface and fuck her until she can’t walk straight for a week. But I have to rein it all in and my poor dick has been paying the price.
It’s the first time since I became a man that I’ve had to deny myself anything, especially something I wanted so fucking bad I ached. Her scent, her looks, her smile, even the way she snarls at me when she’s pissed makes my beast pull against his restraints. All the control I’ve prided myself on having since I joined the navy has flown the fuck out the window. And I couldn’t tell you where it went. Except maybe in the palm of her little hand.
I never imagined it could be like this. Not even on those rare occasions when I let myself dream that I might one day find someone, there was no way I could’ve envisioned her.
She was the one bright spot in my otherwise dreary world. Before her, I’d resolved myself to a life of loneliness. Oh I’m sure I would’ve found a stray female here and there to spend a night with when the need got too strong. But I never once believed I could have this, this amazing thing we’re starting to build her and I.
It was okay for my brothers, this settling down; they deserved it, every bit of it.
Though it was a huge change from what we’d all expected when we first settled here. I know I for sure had never seen myself settling down with a wife and kids. But I must admit that finding my own miracle wasn’t too shabby. Though my balls stayed full and my dick was in constant agony. She’s making me nuts.
Now these days it’s all I can think about. Just looking at her even with all that was going on around us, all I could think about was the next time I could get her alone. I find myself wanting to spend every waking moment with her. Dangerous! This love shit plays by its own rules.
I knew part of my obsession was because I hadn’t taken her yet. Not that I didn’t want to every second of every fucking day since we met. It’s a wonder my brothers hadn’t taken me out back and put one in the back of my head already. Because wanting her has turned me into an ornery fuck and I know it. Even fucking Tyler the sap shakes his head at me, like he feels my pain. Asshole!
These sessions were for her, but each time I walked away from this room I came closer and closer to losing control. It was her scent. Whenever she goes into heat, which is every time I bring her here to play with her, her scent drives me mad. It’s all I can do not to drive my cock into her, stealing her virgin’s blood, emptying my seed in her cunt.
Like now! She’s in a prime position to take my dick. Her hands and feet are bound, her pussy’s wet; I can smell her from back here. And she wants me. She’s been begging me for a good week now to finish it, but not yet. She thinks she knows, but she hasn’t got a clue.
She still had a little stubbornness in her that could prove dangerous if she disobeyed me. It’s up to me to have the control yes, but I can’t be sure what I would do if she put herself in danger. She has no understanding of the position I’m in. She doesn’t understand what her complete submission to me in all things has to do with our sex life. But I do. I have to own all of her completely or not at all.