“A..Am I being punished for something?"
He smiled, showing off his perfectly straight teeth.
" No, love. Not at all. Why would I punish you for giving me so much pleasure a few minutes ago?”
I looked at him, unable to understand why he asked this of me. He knows how easily I get embarrassed.
Warm tears pooled behind my eyes; one escaped down my cheek. I couldn't hide it from him. He reached out and gently wiped it away.
"No need for that, hon. I am very pleased, but I want to see all my marks on you, and that includes my seed in your ass."
God, he could be so nasty at times.
I did as I was told, bringing my knees to my chest, allowing him full access to my lower half. I could feel my face burning with utter humiliation as he inserted his finger into my stretched-out ring. He pushed in and out a few times, bringing small gasps from my lips.
He pulled the digit from my bottom, holding it up.
"Look, Kitten."
I glanced at his glistening finger with my face still burning from shame. Indeed, I could see a small, thick clump of his semen on the long, thick digit. While I wanted to curl up and die, he grinned from ear to ear.
"I want my cum in every one of your holes."
I shuddered at his words, not from fear, but just from knowing what he had planned for me…for us. The depravity was only going to get worse. I knew this to be true. The sad part is, I fucking love all of it.
The humiliation, the dominance, and the way he pushes me over the edge, then brings me back again. The man has talent, and I was ashamed because I was supposed to hate him, not want him!! If I ever escape, what would people think if they knew I craved my kidnapper?
He was still smiling down at me, wiggling his finger back and forth, admiring his seed like it was a hundred thousand dollar gold Rolex.
I looked at him.
My arms were aching from holding my knees while he continued looking at his damn finger.
"Are you done, Atlas? Can I put my legs down now?"
He smiled mischievously.
"Not just yet, love. I am almost done with you. I want you to know that I can be very deviant, and I am going to show you just how much. It is something you are going to have to get used to. This isn't a punishment, doll; it is some things I enjoy. You know your purpose is to please me, right?"
Oh God! Here we go!
My eyes narrowed, holding his gaze. What could I do? I felt tired and parched, plus I was still coming down from my high, and I had to use the fucking bathroom!
I nodded, allowing him to do whatever he wanted, hoping it would be quick so I could relieve myself and then rest. He knelt at the end of the table, bringing his mouth to my bottom.
Oh, dear God! Not this again!
I tensed up as his tongue slipped deep inside. I felt so goddamn ashamed. This was so weird. He licked and lapped at the little ring until my humiliation was replaced by deep moans.
He lapped up every drop of his cum, which should have revolted me, but didn't. I was aroused, as usual. My bottom humped his mouth.
He let out a deep growl as he continued assaulting my back hole. I was still holding my legs to my chest as he continued rimming my ass.
I felt my pussy throb again as I thrust the whole bottom end of my body into his face. I could nolonger hold my legs up and let go of them, allowing my spread thighs to drop on either side of his head.
He brought his hands up, pushing my legs apart even wider, holding them open. He pressed his hands down hard, keeping them in place.
I couldn't move them if I tried. He had a vice-like grip that wouldn't let up as he continued his attack, not only on my tight ring but my pussy as well. He was licking and sucking both openings like a filthy savage.
