Total pages in book: 135
Estimated words: 126098 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 630(@200wpm)___ 504(@250wpm)___ 420(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 126098 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 630(@200wpm)___ 504(@250wpm)___ 420(@300wpm)
She laid back on the couch and looked at the ceiling, slowly reciting the alphabet in her head to distract her. She was on the fifth recitation when a prickly heat seeped through her pussy, though, and she clenched her fists. G, H, I, she thought, fighting it. Oh, God. Her clit seemed to swell. She felt the familiar clench of her vagina and bit down on the panties. She squeezed her eyes shut as a wave tiny little shocks and twitches surged up from her core and she clamped down on the toothbrush. A tiny little squeal erupted in her throat and she prayed he hadn’t heard it.
By the fourth orgasm, she was no longer fighting. She felt her belly and her thighs tighten, but let it wash over her, keeping her eyes closed. She may have sighed softly behind the panties, but she wasn’t sure. She didn’t even notice when the movie was over. She did open her eyes when Mark lifted her off the couch and carried her into the bedroom.
He laid her down and unbuckled the belt, putting it aside. He parted her legs as much as he could with her jeans around her knees and slid out the toothbrush, setting it on the counter. He pulled the panties out of her mouth and rolled her over onto her stomach. She struggled just a bit as she heard his zipper come down and felt his cock slide into her. She couldn’t come again. There was no way. She was too worn out.
“Shh, pet,” Mark said, breathing into her ear as she rested her cheek against the pillow. “You’ve had your fun, now it’s my turn. Just lie still. Nothing you can do about it anyway.”
Abby felt her body go boneless when he said she didn’t have to come anymore. She closed her eyes and sighed with pleasure as he fucked her. Keeping her bound by her jeans made her pussy tighter and it felt like heaven when he was thrusting in and out of her.
She lost track of time, but was aware when he pushed up into her one final time and she felt hot jets of cum spilling into her womb. She turned her face into the pillow a little and smiled a secret smile. No other pet got this. She was his special girl. Mark’s special pet.
He gently pulled out of her and began undressing her slowly. He removed the t-shirt that was binding her arms and then unfastened her bra. He pulled her jeans and panties all the way off and covered her with the sheet. She felt him kiss her temple.
“Sleep now, pet. But you need to work on your endurance.”
Abby drifted to sleep after he turned the light off, bathing the room in darkness.
****
She woke in the morning and wandered out of the bedroom. Mark had cleaned up while she’d slept. He’d put the pizza away and cleaned the coffee table. Their dishes and glasses had been washed. Abby washed her toothbrush with dish soap, knowing she’d never look at it the same way again. The man was an evil genius. He’d promised to use his powers only for good.
She wrinkled her nose knowing that when she brushed her teeth it would probably taste like detergent. She sighed. It was a small price to pay for four orgasms. Fucking evil genius.
She got dressed and headed in to work, walking quickly past her boss’s office. She checked the reservation log on the computer and generated a few random keys for spot checking and then headed through the lobby. As the elevator doors were closing, a female voice asked her to hold it. She pressed the button and a tall, slim woman slid in between the doors.
Abby smiled at her then realized it was the same blonde she’d watched Susan check out last week. Abby watched her press the button for the third floor and the two women rode up in silence together. As the elevator dinged and the door slid open again, the blonde got out. Instinctively, Abby stepped out, too.
The blonde slowed and gave her a glance out of the corner of her eye. “Oh, sorry,” Abby said politely and skirted around her quickly. She looked down the hallway at the housekeeper loading towels into the push cart. “Wendy!” she called out and made her way over. Abby positioned herself to the side, so she could see the blonde in her peripheral vision. She proceeded to talk to Wendy about housekeeping supplies and the weekly schedule while watching the blonde use a key card to enter room 312. She smiled at Wendy as the room door closed down the hall. “Well, don’t let me keep you any longer. Just stop by my office if you need anything.”
Abby headed back downstairs and logged into the reservation computer. Room 312 was currently occupied by a Mr. Don Barnes. She searched for a reservation history and apparently Mr. Barnes was a quite the regular guest. He stayed at the hotel at least twice a month.