It tightens, and I throw my head back, grinding my teeth.
“Small pinch…”
FUCK! Pain shoots up my back and to my neck. It would paralyze me if I wasn’t tied up.
“Looks good.” She stands to her full height and slaps my cheek.
I suck in a ragged breath. “Your first one is done. We’ll leave it in there for twenty-four hours,” she says, and the chains keeping my arms above my head are released, and I drop to my knees on the concrete floor.
“This is part of your training, Haidyn,” she says as if I fucking care. “Not only is it physical endurance, it’s also mental.”
They fed me breakfast this morning, and it had Viagra in it. By the time I realized it, it was too late.
“Sex is power.” She goes on. “You have the dick; you control when and how it fucks. Women are only good for pleasing you and breeding.”
I openmy eyes and release my dick. Placing my forehead on the cold wall, I suck in a ragged breath. Lords are controlled by sex. It doesn’t matter if you’re a woman or a man, it’s all the same. You either fuck or get fucked. It can go either way.
Turning off the water, I grab the towel off the hook and dry off. Letting it drop to the floor, I enter my bedroom to see her lying in the center where I left her. The sun has set, but I have the lights on in the room. Her eyes are closed, her chest heaving, and her body is shaking.
She’s covered in sweat, and her hard nipples beg me to suck on them. Pinch them and slap them. Anything to get her to open her eyes.
I walk over to the side of the bed and grab each one, pulling on them with a tight grip.
Her heavy eyes slowly open and meet mine. Tears run down the side of her face. “How many times have you come for me, Charlotte?”
She just stares off into space.
“Three times?”
She gives me a faint nod.
“Four times?”
Another nod.
“Five times?” The moment the words leave my mouth her back bows and her eyes roll back into her head. I give her a second to come down before I tap the side of her face forcing her watery lashes to part and look at me. “I asked you a question, doll face.”
A slow blink followed by a barely-there nod.
“That’s a good girl. But I think six is a better number,”
She arches her neck and mumbles a sob into the tape.
“Let’s make it seven,” I say, pushing her further.
She’s trembling in the restraints.
“I can’t help myself,” I tell her. “You’re so pretty when you look like a mindless toy.” Fresh tears fill her eyes and spill over the sides of her face.
Forced orgasm is a fine line to play with. The endorphins the orgasms alone release in the head can alter your perception. That’s what I meant when I said mindless. She’s lost all train of thought and bodily function. All she can do is lie here and ride it out. One after another. Until I decide she’s had enough.
I reach out and remove the tape from her face, knowing she won’t be able to hold a conversation. Her lips part, and her heavy breathing fills the room.
Her eyes start to roll back into her head, and I watch her hold her breath as another one hits. “Breathe, Charlotte,” I order, slapping her inner thigh when she holds it longer than I like, and she lets out a breath and coughs.
“Don’t pass out on me, doll face. If you do, I’ll wait until you’re awake and start from the beginning.”
She just stares up at me through hooded eyes unable to form any words. “One more. Can you do that for me?” I reach between her spread legs and pull the vibrator free from her cunt. It’scovered in her cum. I toss it to the floor and undo the rope from the ankle cuffs, leaving them on. I spread her legs and kneel between them. I lick my lips, ready to devour her cunt. I’ve been dreaming of getting to taste her. Sliding my arms under her shaking hips, I lift her ass off the bed a little. My hands grab her ribs, and I hold her in place while my mouth goes to her pussy.
