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But what’s more fucked up is how much I want him to do it again.
I’m actuallydisappointedthat he didn’tfollow up on his threat to destroy all of my holes for the three dresses that I ruined.
The worst part is … I’m nowactivelythinking about ways to provoke him into doing exactly that.
Good girl…he said when he pushed me to my knees.
I’ll be your good girl… I told him as he made me look at the way he ruined me.
Now that I think about it, fucked-up doesn’t evenstartto describe my current state of mind.
I wipe at my neck with both hands as I sink into the comfortable bed. But I don’t dare close my eyes. If I do, all I’ll see is Konstantin’s massive cock in front of my face, and my own cock-drunk reflection staring back at me afterwards.
What did I expect? He’d been upfront with me since the moment he dragged me onto his plane.
I am using you. You are a means to an end.
One kiss that felt way more real than it should doesn’t change that reality. One merciless face-fucking shouldn’t have awoken my own dark cravings like this.
I can’t even say that he hurt me. I mean, yes, my throat and jaw are aching from the punishment that his cock delivered.
But I’d be lying if I say that it wasn’t what I wanted from him from the start.
And now, all I want ismore.
The knock on my door makes me jump. My eyes fly open again and I stare down in shock at my hands between my parted thighs. I sigh as I briefly ponder just ignoring whoever is on the other side.
“I know you’re in there, Kitty Cat.” Konstantin says.
His voice sends a jolt through me and my pussy squeezes in response. Is he coming to make good on his threat to destroy my other holes? I bite my lip as my hands freeze between my spread thighs. Should I stay like this for him to find?
New heat surges through my blood, and I dip my finger into my pussy, letting out a moan—one loud enough for him to hear. But to my disappointment, the door doesn’t open.
Ugh!My eyes fly open and I sit up in frustration.
“What do you want?” I yell, my voice still shaky with arousal.
“I have a gift for you,” Konstantin replies.
Warmth sears my face at his words.No, no, calm down. If he hasn’t come in to fuck you, it’s not happening tonight.
“What kind of gift?” I snipe.
“Open the door, Kitty Cat, and see for yourself.”
I stare briefly at the puddle of my clothes—ruined by what he did to me earlier today—in the corner and contemplate putting them back on. But when I reach out to pick up the skirt, I stop myself.
No, I think. I want him to see me like this.
Licking my lips, I open the door. If he’s surprised by the state of my undress, he sure doesn’t show it. He looks just as sexy and dangerous as he did at Buric’s shop. The only thing that’s changed since I saw him is that he’s taken off his tie.
He walks inside and closes the door behind him. Itthudsshut with a sense of finality.
A fresh burst of wetness pools between my legs. When he turns around, I notice the long box in his hand.
Is that my gift?
Suddenly, my mind goes crazy with speculation at the endless kinds of depravity that might be inside.
