Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 66863 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 334(@200wpm)___ 267(@250wpm)___ 223(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 66863 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 334(@200wpm)___ 267(@250wpm)___ 223(@300wpm)
“Yes, Daddy.” My legs were weak as I walked, as though they would give out on me at any second. I leaned over the back of the armchair, just as Kieran told me.
I glanced back at him and watched as he opened the box on his bed and pulled out a butt plug. After grabbing the lube, he walked over and held the plug out to me. “Suck it,” he said.
I pulled the fat plug into my mouth and sucked. It felt so dirty, so wrong to be splayed out over the chair like this, sucking on a butt plug. It felt even dirtier when Kieran stepped behind me, lubed my hole and pushed what felt like two fingers inside.
He plunged his fingers in, fucking me with them, twisting and turning them until my vision blurred. The whole time, I continued to suck on the butt plug. This was so screwed up, because my dick was getting hard, my balls getting full as I nursed what would soon be in my ass.
With his other hand, he picked up his phone. My body jerked when the plug began to vibrate in my mouth. Oh God…
“That’s right,” Kieran said as though he could read my mind. “I plan to play with you all day. You’ll never know when to expect it and that, boy, will be a joy to watch.”
My eyes rolled back. I could hardly imagine what it would be like.
The plug stopped vibrating and Kieran pulled it from my mouth. He lubed it before he rubbed my asshole with his finger. “I’m going to enjoy calling this mine.”
I shuddered at the thought. I was Kieran’s. Kieran’s to pleasure and torture and command, for as long as we did this. Why did that soothe me so much? Why did it calm the chaotic storm that had always lived inside me?
“Ask me,” he said. “Ask me to plug your pretty hole.”
I opened my mouth and almost said no, almost pushed away from the chair because the thought of saying that to him made shame and embarrassment rush through me.
But then he said more softly, “Do it. You know you want to. Don’t listen to anything other than me and your need. That’s the problem. People listen to everything but themselves.”
He was right. So very right. My voice came out rough when I said, “Will you plug my pretty hole, Daddy?” It felt so strange to call my own asshole pretty but, at the same time, a zing shot through my body. If he thought it was pretty, I wanted to say it. I wanted it to be pretty for him.
“Yes, I will.” I felt the pressure then, as the blunt head pushed at my muscle. Kieran twisted and worked it in, making my asshole stretch uncomfortably before the larger end worked its way inside, and my hole closed around it. “I love to see you plugged for me,” Kieran said as he rubbed his hand over the cheeks of my ass.
“Put on your clothes from yesterday and wait for me in the living room. I’ll be there soon. We’ll go next door so you can change before we leave.”
I stood, and studied him—his strong jawline and dominant eyes. I wanted him to kiss me, but he didn’t, so I just nodded and said, “Yes, Daddy,” before I made my way out of the room.
I sat on the couch as I waited for him. My ass felt full, slightly uncomfortable so I wiggled around, but that just made the plug rub my prostate. Vibration zipped through me and I yelped, not expecting Kieran to turn it on right then. My hand clutched the arm of his couch, but, almost as quickly as it started, he turned it off again.
I tried to picture him smiling to himself, tried to wonder what he was thinking as he tortured me from afar.
All I knew was it was going to be a long-ass day—pun intended.
And I couldn’t wait.
*
I shifted uncomfortably as we stood in the waiting room at the doctor’s office. I don’t know why the thought of being here—at a doctor’s office—with a vibrating plug in my ass felt more inappropriate than being anywhere else.
“I’m Dr. MacAuley. Jared Reynolds and I have an appointment with Dr. Frank,” Kieran told the receptionist who immediately pressed the button to let us back.
“We have a room ready for you, Doctor. This way.”
I wasn’t surprised people dropped everything to get Kieran what he needed right away. He had that air about him. He was commanding even when he wasn’t trying to be. It was obviously sewn into his DNA, maybe the same way being submissive was sewn into mine.
She ushered us back to a pristine exam room. Apparently, Kieran had been here before because I was the only one she handed paperwork to.