Total pages in book: 179
Estimated words: 167819 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 839(@200wpm)___ 671(@250wpm)___ 559(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 167819 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 839(@200wpm)___ 671(@250wpm)___ 559(@300wpm)
Making my way back down to the foot of the bed, I lightly touch her ankle. Soft as a feather, I run the tips of my fingers along her smooth leg and up her inner thigh. The woman is five-four and doesn’t weigh more than a hundred and ten pounds. She moves once more, her back arching, her arms and legs pulling on her restraints.
I smile, my hand stopping on the inside of her thigh, just inches from her smooth cunt. She twists her narrow hips, trying to get my hand to go where she wants it. I want to deny her. Rip off the blindfold and see the shocked look in her pretty eyes. See fear that I’ve found her here so helpless. Embarrassed that she’s tied up for another man, but I’m the one who’s going to make her a whore.
My hand moves upward, and I slide two fingers over her cunt. Unable to help myself, I spread her pussy open wide for me to look at how wet she is. She whimpers, her neck arching, and my free hand reaches out, wrapping around her delicate throat and holding it down to the bed. She goes frantic, her hips bucking while she mumbles nonsense into her gag.
I push a finger into her, biting my bottom lip to keep from making a noise. She thinks I’m someone else, and I don’t want her to know it’s not him. I push a second one in, moving them in and out a couple of times before adding a third. She sucks in a deep breath through her nose, and I feel her throat work as she swallows against my hand wrapped around it.
Pulling them out, I watch as she sags against the bed. I climb between her open legs and shove my knees into her thighs, pulling the rope around her ankles taut at this angle. I could untie her legs, knowing she won’t fight me, but I’d rather have her like this. I don’t even bother removing my jeans.
Leaning over, I spit on her cunt, making sure she hears it, and then slap the side of her breast like I did her face. She whimpers, body jerking, but her nipples harden. Fuck, her tits are perfect. I’m not an expert, but I know she’s a thirty-two C cup. I’ve checked her bra sizes before. When I say I’m obsessed with this woman, I mean it. I know everything there is to know about her.
The fact that she’s tied up in another man’s basement reminds me that I only thought I did.
Getting her off over the past couple of years as a stranger has just made my obsession ten times worse. Do you know how hard it is to keep your true identity a secret when you know they want you? It’s a new level of fucking torture.
My hand comes down, slapping her cunt, and she cries out into her gag. I do it again, and the metal bedframe rattles at her useless attempt to free herself. Looking over her pussy, I see it’s now red, and I start to massage her clit. She still has it pierced, and I still crave to taste it. But not now. I’ll get my chance. Tonight is just the beginning of the rest of her life being mine and serving me.
I might not be fucking my chosen right now in front of my fellow Lords, but I no longer have to be celibate. I can fuck whoever I want. I’ve waited years for this—for her—and I’m not going to pass up the opportunity. No matter how wrong some may think it is.
I grab my wallet out of my back pocket and pull out the condom. I don’t want to use one, but I know he would. I’m not sure if she’ll feel the difference, but I want to make sure she doesn’t question it. I’ve never fucked her with my cock, and she’s never seen it. So she has no idea that it’s pierced, and by the looks of the empty wine bottles, I’m not even sure she’ll remember this night.
Ripping open the package, I remove my knife from my other pocket and poke a hole in the end. I might be using one, but I sure as fuck want my cum leaking out of her pussy afterward. She may not know it’s mine, but I will.
Taking my dick in my hand, I slowly push into her waiting cunt. I bite my lip to keep from making any sound once again as she sucks me in like I belong there.
Goddamn. It’s been too long since I’ve been inside a woman. So tight and warm. My breath catches, and my eyes fall closed. She’s what I imagine heaven is like. If I thought it existed. Men like me only know hell. Kill, take, bleed. It’s a system branded into our brains.