Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 74123 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 371(@200wpm)___ 296(@250wpm)___ 247(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74123 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 371(@200wpm)___ 296(@250wpm)___ 247(@300wpm)
“Good girl,” I say, and I could swear a soft moan escapes her.
Using my hold on her mouth and wrists, I pull her to the middle of the living room. Her feet drag on the wooden floor as she tries to push me off, to deny that she doesn’t like this.
“You know, the more you talk to other men in front of me, the crueler I become about owning you. But perhaps that’s what you want, my pet.” I remove my hand from her mouth and release her hair, letting the black strands fall to her shoulders before I push them to one side.
“N-no,” she pants, her head tilting slightly. “Why do you keep doing this, Jasper?”
“Doing what? Making your fantasies come true?”
“Fucking with me, invading my space.”
“None of this would’ve happened if you weren’t with that fucker yesterday. You know how crazy I get when someone touches you, you know I’m capable of cold-blooded murder, and yet you still fucking provoke me.” I curl her strands against my hand in a fist and tug her back by it so her flushed face is completely focused on mine. “You’re a tease, aren’t you, Pet?”
“I-I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Oh, you will. When I’m done with you tonight, you won’t think about any other man but me. You’ll be begging for my cock and you won’t get it.”
Her breath hitches as I direct her head to my handiwork. A small metal cage sits in the corner. It will barely fit her, but it’ll be the perfect punishment for her.
The way her body trembles is enough evidence that deep down, in the corners of her soul, she’s curious about this. She wants to know how it feels.
“You know what that is?” I lick the shell of her ear before I bite down on it, eliciting a whimper from her.
“Don’t,” her voice is pleading, scared.
Good.
“Don’t what?”
“Don’t do this.” Her eyes dart between me and the cage.
“It feels better than watching it on those porn sites. I can promise you that, Pet.”
Her cheeks redden, shamed by her fantasies.
“Stop talking about that.” Her voice is spooked as if she were caught sinning by a priest.
“You don’t have to hide yourself from me. You’re all mine, the good and the dark and the fucked up.”
Even her anxiety attacks are mine. Everything about her is.
I push her head down against the sofa, making sure the cage is in view. When she orgasms, I want her to know what the end is going to be. It won’t be a fairytale with a happy ever after, it’ll be a cage with cold metal. I want her to think about all her fantasies and realize they’re nothing compared to what I can do to her.
With her knees on the ground and her upper body leaning against the couch, I hold her down with my fist on her hair and release her wrists.
She doesn’t fight as I expect her to. Well, well. My little Petal is eager for this.
Her nails dig into the sofa, waiting for the inevitable, or probably excited for it.
One way to find out.
I yank down her jeans and panties then throw them away. Her pale ass comes into view, still a little bruised from the other night’s spanking. I bring my hand down on it again, to make sure she always has my marks on her. She cries out, her nails sinking into the couch.
Her arousal coats the air and I inhale it in with a smirk on my lips. “What turns you on, Pet?” I grab her ass cheek then hit it again, relishing in the sting of flesh against flesh. “The spanking?” I thrust two fingers inside her wet cunt. “The pain?” I release her and rip her blouse and bra off her. “The fucking helplessness?”
She’s panting so hard, her full tits crush back against the couch as she lies her head on the leather, her cheeks red.
“Answer me.” I pull her back by the hair, so she’s tilted in my direction.
“Just do it, Jasper.” her body is coated with perspiration, anticipation, and the excitement of the unknown.
“Not until you answer. What turns you on, Pet?”
“You.” The word falls from her lips like a prayer.
I almost shoot my load over her ass there and then.
Fuck. It’s a simple word and yet it fucks me up like no other.
“Me?” I ask.
“Yes, you. I wouldn’t have been this turned on if it was someone else. It’s not about the fantasy.” She draws an involuntary breath. “It’s about the person fulfilling the fantasy. You.”
Me.
I slam inside her in one rough go and she screams. Just like that, she fucking comes by penetration alone. That’s a new level even for her.
My little Petal was so stimulated, she only needed a touch to detonate.
“You’re mine, Pet.” I fist my hand around her hair and pull her by it. “Don’t act like you aren’t. Don’t fucking let others close to what I own.”