Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 77887 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77887 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
It wasn’t.
It really wasn’t.
But him going so slow he accidentally killed me was a significant fear…and seemed very reasonable in the moment.
Oh…the first stretch was…
“Such a pretty doll.” His words were soft and tender, but his finger was doing magically naughty things to me as he sank it in gently, keeping his promise to go slow. “I’m going to make my girl feel so good.”
I couldn’t decide if the tenderly spoken words were a threat or not…it was hard to tell in the moment.
“Yes, my girl likes that.” The way he downplayed the shivers that were racing through me did crazy things to the desire that just kept building with no release in sight. “Let’s see how my girl likes two fingers.”
His girl loved two fingers.
It was just enough stretch that the burn felt lovely, but wasn’t enough to make me break character.
It was perfect.
Right up until he rubbed his fingers deep inside me and found what he’d clearly been searching for. I couldn’t control the way my entire body seemed to clench as he teased over my prostate, and Owner’s low, sexy chuckle said he loved making me lose control.
“Yes, I think my doll likes playing with her boyfriend.” That was a bit of an understatement, but Owner appreciated subtlety. “Such a good girl, Emmy.”
My name…
I almost forgot I was a doll and sighed.
He just said the sweetest things to me.
“But now it’s time to make my girl even prettier.” His teasing words had every cell in my body perking up.
Owner was up to something again.
What had he done?
What had he bought for me?
Oh…
“My girl looks so good in sparkly things, I found you a plug that matches the tiara around your clit.”
Oh, it was a clitty tiara, and now I had the plug to match.
Did it come with a collar?
I barely restrained myself from asking the important question, but my entire body seemed to conspire against me as he gently nudged the tip of the plug into me. Shaking, I managed to hold back the orgasm that sounded like a marvelous idea, but in my distracted state, I moaned again.
I was a very bad doll, but a very good sub because I held back my orgasm.
Oh, I might not be a good sub for very long…it was rubbing against my prostate.
And it vibrated.
Shoot.
As the soft vibrations flowed through me in waves, Owner gave my cheeks another kiss and straightened. “Yes, you look lovely, Emmy.”
Melting, I almost didn’t notice Owner turning me over again until his hands were gripping me tightly. “Time to play with my girl.”
We hadn’t already been playing?
Oh dear.
A thrill rushed through me as he moved me around the bed so easily, but I was a good doll and didn’t even moan as he carefully positioned me. Even when he had me propped up on the pillows and took his time artfully arranging my erection to show it off. I was amazing.
“Perfect. Look at you, Emmy.” Owner’s eager voice did wicked things to me, but fighting to breathe slowly and not orgasm was a good distraction from the fantasies he seemed to fill my brain with. “Just lovely.”
Lovely was evidently a new key word for naked-inducing.
Yay.
As he seemed to take in every inch of me, I did my best to show him how much I wanted him and how much he meant to me. I was a doll that was expressing love and submission. He tortured me, though, slowly taking off his clothes.
He was more and more tempting as he kept me waiting, hard but still so patient for him. However, I was the perfect doll and didn’t throw myself at him or drool.
Out of either lips.
I was such a good doll I didn’t even moan when a naked Owner stretched out beside me and started stroking my collarbone like he was imaging something sparkly and engraved wrapped around my neck.
I would look amazing collared, but I was going to let him figure it out.
For a while.
There were ways around a confused Owner if he didn’t get the hints I would start dropping just a few months after I officially moved in. I could be very subtle, so I knew I had to give him time to figure it out on his own.
But there was always Christmas.
Santa loved dropping off surprise gifts that were very helpful.
I once knew a guy who got a sub for Christmas.
Yep, Santa could very easily get me something sparkly that said Property of Luca or maybe Owner’s Pretty One.
I’d have kept working on the engraving ideas because it helped me not to come, but Owner did something wonderfully wicked. He started playing with his doll. My eyes closed on their own as he pulled down on the nightie, baring one breast.
He was so naughty.
He leaned down and flicked his tongue over the sensitive tip and I almost cried out. Every part of me wanted to move and somehow my tits were directly linked to my clit and the restraint around it made me throb.