Total pages in book: 18
Estimated words: 16397 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 82(@200wpm)___ 66(@250wpm)___ 55(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 16397 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 82(@200wpm)___ 66(@250wpm)___ 55(@300wpm)
“And what if they touch me?”
Alexie smiles, a frightening smile that almost appears evil. “Then I have a right to do whatever I want to them.”
We walk toward the large glass doors, which are an oddity with the way the manor was designed. Alexie pulls out a plastic card, much like a credit card, and scans it on the security panel. The doors open wide, and we step inside.
Alexie moves closer, his mouth barely touching the shell of my ear. “Get on your knees, Goddess.”
I turn, and my eyes lock with his. “What?”
“That’s the other rule. And I like the way your stomach looks in that position. It’s fucking hot. It’s my favorite part of your body, and I plan to enjoy it here.”
I look down at my short dress and knee pads. “That’s what these are for.”
Alexie smiles. “Yes. I didn’t want you to hurt your knees.”
I laugh as I get into position. For a fucked-up man, Alexie is oddly sweet. That’s why I love him. No matter how brutal the sex is, he’s always thinking of me. Giving me what I need both physically and emotionally.
He bends, pushing my curls back, and kisses my forehead. “Remember, I’m Daddy here. You have to ask for permission at all times, and you are not to speak to anyone. They have to address me and only me. Once I give you permission, you can proceed.” He stands up tall, exuding power and dominance. “Now, Goddess, where would you like to go?”
“I’d like to go someplace where I can ride your dick all night long.”
Alexie doesn’t say a word. He yanks my chain. I start crawling while he walks behind me.
“Shouldn’t I be walking behind you, Daddy?”
“Probably, but that way, I can’t watch your backside. Both figuratively and literally. I don’t trust any motherfucker in here, and I’m going to make sure my jewel is safe no matter what.”
Various eyes in the room are on me. It could be because every move I make causes the nipple clamp bells to jingle. Men and women touch themselves and stare at us as we move through the room.
“Can I offer you a drink?” A tall blond man with a bell tied around his hard cock offers Alexie.
My hair is tugged, yanking my head back so my face is level with Alexie’s pant zipper. “Take it out and make yourself busy.”
I rise on my knees, my hands fumbling with his pant button and zipper until his large cock twitches in front of my face.
“What are you waiting for, Goddess? Choke on it.”
My vagina is Niagara Falls. I’m so turned on that I think I may go insane.
My lips surround Alexie’s dick, and my tongue works the underside. The power I have when his cock is in my mouth is unreal. This man, this powerful, strong man, is at my mercy. I love knowing I can bring him to his knees with a swipe of my tongue.
Alexie has always been good at making me understand my worth and power. Even now, in this situation, it’s for me, not him. He knows the surge I experience when people watch and the power I draw from all the attention. So even though he hates this, he’s giving it to me because he loves me.
A crowd surrounds us. From my peripheral vision, I see men with their cocks in their hands, moving in different rhythms as Alexie pushes my head on his thick cock.
“Can I touch her?” a woman asks.
“No,” Alexie says with pure venom. “No one touches my girl but me. You can watch and touch yourself as you do, but you will never touch her.”
The woman blanches, but her hand moves to a cock beside my head as she plays with her bald vagina. Knowing others are turned on by what Alexie and I are doing is a rush, and it’s all the encouragement I need.
I push down on my husband’s cock, forcing myself to gag on it before I pull out. A trail of saliva from my mouth connects to the tip of his cock.
“Sir, she’s leaking cum,” a female voice calls behind me. “You should get a slave to clean it up.”
“Is that okay?” the man asks Alexie.
“Yes, he can clean up the cum. But he cannot touch her.” His hand caresses my face. “I want you to push all my cum out of your cunt.”
If I could come from an idea, it might be that one. Alexie would never share me, but he would have no issue using me to degrade someone else. Even though I’m mostly submissive, he knows I need to dominate. So it’s a gift for me.
Alexie taps my face with his cock, and my mouth opens for him. “Good girl. Such a pretty cock hungry whore for Daddy. Tell Daddy what you want.”