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)
Mark slid a finger into the second cuff, as he’d done with the first, checking the fit and then turned back to the dresser. Except, she realized, he didn’t go to the dresser. Instead he picked up the chair beside it, which had contained her discarded clothes and overnight bag, but was now empty. He set it in the middle of the room a few feet back from the foot of the bed.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
Mark looked up at her. “Pet. Rule number three is: You don’t ask questions. If you’re confused about an order I’ve given you, you’re allowed to ask for clarification. But it’s not your place to ask me what I’m doing or why I’m doing it. Not everything will even have a reason behind it other than ‘Because I feel like it.’ Understand?”
“Yes, Sir.” Abby watched as he left the chair, and rounded the bed again. He opened the nightstand drawer to her left and took something out. He pressed it into her hand. When she opened it, she recognized the small clit vibrator. She closed her eyes and suppressed a groan.
“I told you it would be challenging,” said Mark. “Even from the beginning.”
He took a seat on the chair, which faced her straight on. Her shaved, exposed pussy displayed for him. Abby tried to tell herself that he’d obviously already seen it all, having just shaved her, but it was still difficult.
“I think you know what I want, pet,” Mark told her in that dark, low tone of his that always made her stomach do flip flops. “But if you need me to, I’ll give you a direct order. Masturbate for me.” Mark leaned back in the chair. “You’re not getting uncuffed until you come. And don’t take your eyes off me once you start. Am I clear on that? If you close your eyes or look away, that’s a punishment.”
Abby nodded. “Yes, Sir.” She took a deep breath, twisted the bottom of the toy to its on position and slid it down between her legs.
Her face flushed crimson as Mark, rather than looking at her pussy, looked right into her eyes. His gaze was hard steel, but darkened somewhat by desire. She wanted to look away from that gaze that never missed anything, but she remained in control of herself and maintained eye contact. The second the vibe hit her clit she groaned. His message was clear. She couldn’t hide from him as his submissive. He’d told her every part of her would be open to him, but Abby had never really considered the deeper meaning of his words beyond the basic sexual connotation.
She’d never touched herself in front of anyone. It was such a private, personal act reserved only for the shower or the safety of her bed, hidden underneath the covers. It felt terrifying and wanton all at the same time. She felt herself start to get wet and circled her clit with the toy.
“Finger your hole. I want it covered in juice.”
Abby slid her hand between her swollen pussy lips and felt her own slickness on her fingertips. She pushed her middle finger inside herself. She thrust it in and out while pressing the vibrator against her clit. Mark was still looking in her eyes and not at her pussy. “Taste yourself,” he ordered and she froze. She felt split down the center. She wanted to please Mark. She really did. Because pleasing him meant he’d please her. But this was too difficult a task.
Masturbating in front of someone was new, to be sure, but the act itself was as familiar as anything else in her life. One she’d done thousands of times. But taste herself? No. She’d never done that. Before she’d meant to, she shook her head no. Mark stood up and she stiffened. Punishment. She’d get a punishment now for disobeying.
“I’m sorry,” she whimpered. “I just-”
“It’s alright. I’ll help you,” he told her. He leaned down, putting his hands on the bed and buried his face in her snatch. She gasped and raised her hips off the bed. His flattened tongue drove her insane, pushing past her labia and lapping up her juices. For good measure, he shoved his tongue into her hole a few times. Abby was on the brink of orgasm when he pulled away. He climbed up over her and before she could react, he sealed his mouth over hers, driving his tongue inside with the same force.
Abby closed her eyes and dropped the toy onto the sheets. She wrapped her arms around him and pulled him close. She was surprised that she didn’t find the taste unpleasant at all. Or maybe it was just Mark’s taste that she didn’t wholly object to. As he took her mouth, his hand found her pussy and rubbed her expertly. His tongue slid in and out of her mouth with the same rhythm as his finger down below and Abby was drowning in pleasure.