“Sir.Oh, Sir!”
“Rub yourself on the bed, Lara, like a needy captive.”
As she moved, he turned it up again.
“What are you going to do now?”
She cried out, and the sound was garbled.
“Tell me what you want.”He smacked her, right beneath the swell of her ass.The cracking sound rent the air.
“Sir!I need to come.”
“Like a good little captive?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“You want to please your master?”
He saw her body go rigid.
“Ask.”
“Please.Please, Sir.If it pleases you, I’d like to come.”
“What pleases me is to watch you suffer.”
“Oh, God.Oh, God!”
“Count backward for me.From ten to one.Do not dare come before you get to one.”His cock tented his pants.He was throbbing, almost in time to her wiggles and cries.Damn, she was everything he’d ever wanted.
“Eight.”
“Hold it off or I’ll make you give me five more.I don’t care how much you cry and beg, captive.”
His harsh words made her shout out.
“Five.”
“Hold back that orgasm, my dirty princess.”
She started to gulp huge sobs.
“Four.”
Relentlessly, he turned the vibration up full force.
“Th…ree.”She choked.
“Wait.”
“Two.”She locked her knees.
He reached over and pinched her clit.
Lara screeched and clamped her thighs, coming against his hand, helplessly fisting the sheets.
“Beautiful, beautiful,” he soothed as he shut off the vigorous bullet.
