I try to stretch my neck, but my movement is very restricted. I swallow nervously. “What’s on my neck?” I ask. It’s to keep him talking. I don’t want him to leave me alone here, especially since I don’t know what’s outside of these walls. I’m not sure who all knows I’m here, but the safest person for me to be around is Haidyn.
“It’s a posture collar. Keeps your head up and in place. When you learn to follow the rules, I’ll remove it.”
Rules?Did he give me rules? No. But it’s pretty much common sense.Do as I’m told.
He pushes the hair from my face, and I lean into his touch. I’m so horny it’s fucking pathetic. I’m someone who needs human interaction. I’m affectionate. I need to be hugged and kissed. I blame that on my parents. My father and mother were very affectionate with one another and of course with me. After my father died, my mom always made sure to remind me how much I was loved.
I consider it a curse. Because I was born into a world where that doesn’t exist. The fucking, yes. The Lords are all about sex. Even the Ladies are conditioned at a young age to need that. But everything else is not something a Lord will give you.
He reaches into his pocket, removes his cell, and I hear the TV stop. I close my eyes, thanking God that he shut it off only to hear my voice again. But this time, it’s different. I open them to meet his stare. “Haidyn,” I whisper. “Please…” I beg, not knowing what else there is to do.
He smiles at me and leans forward. “Spread your legs.”
Angry tears sting my eyes as I do as I’m told. He reaches down between my shaking legs and touches my wet pussy. I moan and rock my hips forward, wanting more, but he pulls his fingers away and holds them in front of my face to show me that they’re wet.
“Ready to be my whore, doll face?”
My lips thin, refusing to give in to him. I don’t even know why I’m playing this game. I’ll never win.
He wipes his fingers along my lips, and I pull away the best I can. Gripping my hair, he yanks my head back, forcing the collar to pinch the back of my neck. I cry out as he places his face down to mine. “Open your mouth, Charlotte. Taste how wet you are.”
I part my lips as the first tear runs down my cheek. He places his finger in my mouth, and I wrap my dry lips around it and begin to suck, tasting myself.
His eyes darken, and I moan, sucking it farther into my mouth and swallowing around it. The urge for him to fuck my mouth is strong as he pulls the finger out, and I leave my lips parted for him to enter it again. He pushes two in this time, and I oblige once more.
“Fuck, doll face. Look at you sucking on my fingers as if it’s my cock.” He groans, and I rock my hips while I kneel at his feet.
He pushes a third into my mouth, and I open wide for him as he runs them over my tongue and to the back of my mouth. I try not to gag, but it’s inevitable. I’d say even though I’m a virgin, I’ve always loved the idea of being good at sucking dick. I’ve seen porn where the man is brought to his knees because of how goodthe women are. Wanting to please a man while watching him fall apart looks like power to me.
He removes them, and I suck in a deep breath, swallowing the saliva that had filled my mouth.
THIRTY
HAIDYN
I’m so fucking hard, and I know she can see it. Her face is right at my crotch, for fuck’s sake. Her heavy eyes fall to stare at it while she tries to catch her breath. I get to my feet and head toward the door.
“I need to pee,” she whimpers, and I watch her thighs tense as she tries to close them while still kneeling.
I smile. “You may use the restroom,” I tell her, and she lets out a sob of relief, “when you suck my dick.”
“Wh-at?” she gasps, wide-eyed as if she doesn’t want to.
She wants to be put in a position where she seems forced? I’ll help her out.
I step into her, cupping her chin and running my thumb over her plump lips. I want to sink my teeth into them, make it bleed and swallow her blood. “When you willingly kneel at my feet, open your mouth, and let me fuck this pretty face, I’ll let you use the restroom.” This was never part of my plan, but she changed the direction it was going.
Her lips tremble. “Please…”
“The only thing I want to hear from you is you gagging on my dick while you drool all over yourself.”
Tears fill her eyes, and I let go of her face. “Good night, Charlotte.” I turn to exit the room when her voice stops me.
“Okay.”
“Okay, what?” I turn and look at her.
She licks her wet lips and says, “May I suck your dick?”
