Total pages in book: 112
Estimated words: 106779 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 534(@200wpm)___ 427(@250wpm)___ 356(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 106779 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 534(@200wpm)___ 427(@250wpm)___ 356(@300wpm)
“You need to trust me, Pet,” he said, his voice almost gentle. “I do everything for a reason.”
Those fucking words again. Stupid fucking words.
He tugged on the belt and walked me over to the room we hadn’t spent that much time in, the room where he made me watch him fuck Angel. I hated going there and I hated the memories it brought on. He didn’t give me a choice.
As soon as we walked in, my eyes darted to the chair he’d had me sit on the last time. If he did that again, I swore to myself I’d fucking bite him.
But he led me to the bed instead, and bent me over unceremoniously with my ass up and my hands twitching helplessly behind my back. He placed the phone he’d gotten earlier in front of my face. I saw the camera recording.
I heard him getting naked, his clothes falling to the floor. Next thing I knew, he ripped the expensive lingerie off me, but I only regretted the loss of it for a second before his cock was pushing its way inside me.
“P-please,” I managed to get out, my hands struggling against the belt. “Please, don’t fuck me in here.”
“No?” he teased, his cock sliding all the way inside. A single thrust was enough to make me moan out loud, and within the next few, I was whimpering his name. King. My King.
He fucked me slowly, but his thrusts were powerful. It was a terrible combination. I would’ve hated him if my pussy wasn’t throbbing with the need to make him go just a little bit faster.
“Changed your mind?” he asked, and I begged so pathetically I knew I’d feel ashamed of myself in the morning.
He did that for so long it felt like days. Painfully deep, painfully slow thrusts that made my head spin. The sounds I made were making him groan out loud, and he gathered my mane of hair in both hands as he fucked me. I didn’t understand how he was staying so calm, how he didn’t just take advantage of the situation.
“You don’t like me,” I whispered through the moans. “You don’t even like me.”
“Why wouldn’t I?” His voice was low and guttural.
“You… You’re holding back,” I whimpered. He slammed inside me and I cried out. “Fuck… You wouldn’t be able to hold back like that if you liked me better…”
He leaned against me, my hair still in his hand and his cock twitching so deep inside me I thought I would soon come from it.
“You’re never going to break me, Pet,” he promised me. “I don’t fuck for hours, I fuck for nights. And you, I’m going to fuck for a lifetime.”
The doorbell rang and he pulled out of me, making me cry out so pathetically tears sprang from my eyes.
“Be a good girl and wait for your master,” he said, put on a robe, and left the room.
I knew she was going to be with him when he came back and I hated them both for it.
I didn’t hear a single sound this time. No conversation or laughter, nothing.
They walked back into the room. She didn’t look as good as last time and it gave me a weird burst of energy.
She was wearing a T-shirt and shorts, simple sneakers on her feet. She looked dazed. Like she was on something. I had to do a double take to make sure it was the same girl.
King made her sit down on the bed with her eyes on me. I seethed but I didn’t make a move. The phone was blinking at me.
“Angel is feeling upset today, Pet,” he told me as he took off his robe. I heard her little gasp when she saw him and I fucking hated the bitch for it.
“I don’t care,” I told them both.
“I do,” he said, his hands sliding down my ass. “So we’re going to make her feel better, okay?”
“No,” I hissed.
“Yes.”
I heard him jerking his cock and then he pushed it inside me. So fast this time, no teasing, no foreplay, just all the way in until his balls slapped against me. Despite wanting to resist it, I heard myself cry out for him.
“Look at her,” he said, and my eyes focused on the bitch.
She looked younger now. Still older than me, but more vulnerable than the last time she was here. No makeup, her face blotchy from crying. She was very pretty. But she didn’t have him. I did.
She looked frail and broken. Good. She deserved it.
King started fucking me as if she wasn’t there. It only took moments to make my eyes roll back and the first orgasm to rip through my body, leaving me helpless in its wake. He made me keep looking at her. She looked so upset and horny at the same time. I didn’t really care what had happened to her, it felt too good to have taken her place. But the tears that leaked from her eyes, and the helpless little moans that left her mouth, made me feel a little bad.