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“Don't be naughty,” he said, pinching my arse cheek.
The sharp pang of pain, mixed with the pulsing of my vagina, made me go still. Oh, well that was a sensation I had never experienced before. His hand pressed my shoulder so I sunk down onto the head of the vibrator. My walls clenched the plastic, sliding easily from the juices that had soaked my underwear.
“I need more,” I muttered, “I need you.”
His hands travelled up my back and onto my shoulders as my knees trembled from trying to balance. The soft touch made me quiver all the more. I was so ready to orgasm, to release all the pent up desire that flooded me.
Leaning against me, he pushed me even more. My vagina stretched around the dildo and my head rested back against his shoulder. A long low moan escaped me as the vibrator of the dildo ears hit my clitoris, almost sending me straight over the edge.
“That's it.” He huffed in my ear. “Do as I tell you.”
“But,” I pleaded, “I want you.”
His head nudged mine as he shook it. “No, I need to make sure you're mine before I take you.”
The intensity of the rabbit ears made me shudder and I rose up the shaft, only to plunge back down again. My vagina clenched the fake penis as Joe pinched my nipples hard, sending shots of pleasure throughout my body and almost pushing me over the edge.
“I'm yours.” I panted as I pushed myself down again.
The buzzing ears caressed my clitoris and I barely held on to the back of the tall chair as my arms shook violently. Joseph held me up from behind, thrusting his hips into my rear and grinding. I could feel the warm pulse of his penis where it nudged my arse. Oh shit, I was going to...
He stretched my arse cheeks wide and pushed his cock between them, rubbing himself as I thrust onto the dildo once, twice. The tingles rose through my clit, spread into my core and exploded outwards, crashing down and down. My arms gave way as the pleasure poured through me and I stretched back, my mouth wide open in a silent scream. Joe held me tight against him, still pushing his cock up between my arse cheeks until he went still and groaned, burying his mouth against my neck. Hot liquid hit my back and I smiled as my own peak started to ebb.
“Fuckkkkk...” I drawled, the sound of my heavy breath loud as my body hummed.
Joe chuckled as he kissed my ear and moved back. The cool air was a balm to my wet skin as it stroked over it, only adding to the gorgeousness of post-coital orgasm.
“That was delicious,” Joseph said, stepping around the chair to face me.
I shifted off the dildo and went to pull my legs out. Joe's hands caught mine on the top of the chair, holding tightly as he flicked up one of the handcuffs and snapped it around my wrist. The cold metal shocked me as I flicked my head in an attempt to remove the mask.
“Wait,” I said, frowning, “what are you doing?”
His fingers caressed my skin as he lifted the mask from my eyes and smiled down at me. I stared up at him, my forehead creased as he leaned towards me and kissed my lips gently. “Tell me,” he whispered, touching his nose against mine, “what happened to you.”
“Nothing,” I blurted, not wanting to go there when we'd just shared an exquisite experience together. “I told you, I was abandoned.”
The air rushed out of his lungs, fanning my face with his minty breath. “Come now,” he said, squeezing my hand, “you said you were mine, which means I want to know all of you.”
“I...” The intensity of his gaze made me melt into the chair and I became very aware of the vibrator, which had mysteriously been turned off, prodding me in the butt, not far from where he had squirted all over me. “...don't know if I can.”
He waited, forcing me to look into his eyes every time I tried to look away. His hand held my jaw tight, trapping me so that I had to face him, or rather, face myself.
“I sometimes struggle to sleep,” I blurted, relaxing when his grip turned soft, “because I see him in my dreams. My foster father pretended that he was being a caring person by encouraging – and I say that sarcastically – me to hone my academic skills in school.”
Joseph looked to the side, for just a split second, and I read his expression immediately.
“You think it's a good thing to beat children if they don't have academic skills? To smack their bare arse with a ruler until skin’s broken?” I said, narrowing my gaze on him as heat fired my insides. “You think that it's okay to make a child write one essay, over and over again, until the punctuation is correct, and they have blisters on their fingers from holding the pen?”
His teeth bared as his top lip lifted.
“Thank fuck for that,” I said, tilting my head to the side, “I was about to call this whole thing off. I know you like vulnerability, clearly, but you'd be a fucking sicko if you got off on a child’s pain.”
Straightening up, Joseph clicked open the handcuff and turned away. “That's all for today. I want you to go home and design a room, please. It doesn't have to be a nursery; it can be whatever you want. You have the day off, but I want to see the piece tomorrow.”
Without a backward glance, Joe marched towards the door and threw it open, not even bothering to catch it, instead letting it slam closed behind him. I slumped against the chair and leaned my forehead on the back, squeezing my eyes shut as a tear dribbled from my eye. He'd unfurled something in me, only to challenge me before I'd even had a chance to put my walls back up. Maybe that was the point. He wanted to see me broken, to see me reduced to nothing. And I knew, in my heart, I was changed because he hadn't allowed me to stay hidden.
Chapter Fourteen
