Page 45 of His Caged Princess


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He wanted her in unspeakable ways.

“Uhhh,” she groaned as he stretched her in back and thrust harder in front, his cock rising into her and banging against the entrance to her womb.

“Mmm,” he said, reaching around with his free hand to rub her pussy. “Feel me in you everywhere, pet?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Like that, bad girl? Want more?”

“Yes,” she cried.

He had gotten almost unbearably rough with her bottom hole, but she didn’t care. She was too close.

She screamed as the sensations spiraled out of control. He pushed his fingers and his cock deep and rocked back and forth while she spasmed. Then he pulled out his fingers and grabbed her hip. The next few moments were a blur of being taken hard while he spoke raw, rough words.

Her legs shook so much, only the bed frame held her up. Then he finished, and she cried softly into the linens.

He rubbed her upper back. “Good girl. Rest, pet.” He bent forward and kissed her fingers, his mouth soft and light. Then he licked each hot globe again.

He undid the bindings on her arms and straightened them, massaging her skin and muscles.

She tried to move, but the leash held her down. “I’m chained by my collar.”

“I know,” he said, walking around to sit on the bed. He stroked her hair.

“May I get up?”

“No. We’re not done.”

She sniffed. “Will there be much more?” she asked softly.

He reached down and squeezed her sore rump.

“Oh!”

“When you ask questions, how do you address me?”

“Sir.” She licked her lips. “Will there be much more, Sir?”

“Is there something more important you need to do?”

“No, Sir.”

His tongue licked her lips, making her shiver. “Every time my cock gets hard, it’ll go in your body. All night. That’s how much longer.”

Her heart clenched, and not with fear. “All right,” she whispered.

He lowered his head, kissing her temple. “We got a communication about a girl who’d been found. She’d been abused and—more, by former convicts. I thought it was you, and that you were dead.” His breath ruffled her hair. “Until I knew it wasn’t you, I felt like I was being torn into shreds.”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t know that would happen.”

“Don’t talk. Just rest and consider. I want you to understand the consequences your reckless actions have on other people. And I want you to understand what could have happened to you.”

She shuddered, tears stinging her eyes. She nodded.

“You have to learn to control your impulses. Until you do, you can expect memorable nights that include plenty of discipline.”

She swallowed, licking her lips.