I lied.That was the sexiest thing I’ve ever heard. My pussy thinks so too as wetness pools between my shaking legs.
“Goddamn.” He lowers his head, and his heavy eyes land on mine.
Drool runs out of the corner of my open mouth, and he pushes my head farther down. My air is taken away as the head of his cock fills the back of my throat. My body jerks involuntarily, and my eyes blink quickly as I gag.
“You’re so pretty on your knees,” he tells me, and butterflies fill my stomach. I suck on him harder, as if I can swallow him whole. He smiles down at me. “Are you wet, Charlotte? Hmm? Does that cunt of yours need to be fucked too?”
I try to nod, but the collar prevents it. So I just stare up at him, praying he bends me over and takes my pussy next. He pulls my mouth free from his cock, and I gasp, needing air. I’m starting to feel lightheaded. He pushes me back down. It fills my mouth once again, and he lifts his hips off the chair, my nose almost touching his jeans, and I gag again.
“I’m going to fuck it now,” he warns, and my eyes widen.Isn’t that what he’s been doing?
He pulls my mouth free of his cock and then shoves it down before I can even take in a breath this time. He does it again and again.
Gag, drool…gag, drool. I kneel before him like a toy as he fucks my mouth rougher than I thought possible. My eyes and nose run as much as my open mouth, blurring my vision, and the room sways.
“I’m going to come, doll face,” he growls, and I try to pull away, but he holds me in place as I mumble around his dick.
The fact that he wants me to swallow makes me nervous. But I have no other choice than to take it. He shoves my head down, pushing his cock deeper than before, and I gag. His cock pulses in my mouth, and I feel his warm cum slide down the back of my throat before he yanks my head back.
I gasp, drool and cum leaks from my mouth as my chest heaves, and I cough it up, choking on it.
He runs his hands through my tangled hair. His hard eyes once again glare down at mine. As if whatever I just did reset us back to hatred.
Reaching down, he undoes one of the nipple clamps, and my shoulders shake from the pain. He pulls the chain through the ring of the collar and undoes the other.
I cry out.
“Shh, you’re okay, doll face. You did so good for me.”
I swallow roughly and flinch, my throat sore and raw.
He stands and walks around me, removing the chain that connected my upper arms. They fall to the sides, and I’ve never been more grateful for my wrists being tied to my thighs. “We’ll try without this, but if you disobey, it goes back on, understand?”
“Y-yes,” I say roughly.
The collar is removed, and I stretch my neck.
“Thank you,” I whisper, and my eyes meet his. He smiles down at me, and I have the urge to open my mouth again. I want to be hisgood girl. I want to come so bad. “I need to use the restroom,” I remind him.
He nods. “You may use the restroom.”
I stay kneeling on the drain. My knees have gone numb, but I remain where I am, waiting for him to come and untie my arms and let me out of the room to use the restroom. But he turnsto face me, leans back against the counter, and crosses his arms over his chest.
“You said?—”
“I know what I said.”
I take a deep breath, starting to get pissy. The high that I got from being a slut for him fades away. “Then let me go to the bathroom.” I yank on my secured wrists.
He nods to the drain underneath me. “You’ll go right where you kneel.”
I drop my head to look at the drain and then back at him. A laugh bubbles up, and I lean back on my heels. “Funny, Haidyn.”
“I’m not laughing,Annabelle.”
His tone and use of my legal name has my laughter dying. “You’re serious?” I gasp. “Haidyn—no.” I yank on my wrists again. “Take these off and show me to the bathroom.”
He turns, giving me his back, and unlocks one of the cabinet doors. Opening it up, he pulls out a miniature hourglass. It’s much smaller than the one he used at my house. He sets it down on the counter and looks back at me. “You have until this runs out of time.”
