I am rooted to the spot, unable to move, and my hands twitch with the need to cover my dick as her hungry eyes rake over me from head to toe. But I refuse to cower in front of this bitch. I won’t let her see how every look, every forbidden touch, every intrusive action, has the power to kill me inside.
She hasn’t forced me to touch her yet, but I’m guessing that must be coming soon.
Standing, she sashays toward me, holding a soft leather whip in her hand. “My pretty new toy,” she purrs, planting her hand on my chest as she leans in to lick a path up and down my neck. “It’s playtime,” she adds before pressing her lips to mine. I keep my mouth sealed shut as she kisses me, attempting to pry my lips apart. “Kiss me,” she growls, her displeasure evident in her tone and the way her hand immediately moves around to my ass. Her finger breaches my hole, and I tense all over. “Submit to me, or this will not be pleasant for you.”
I bark out a laugh. “None of it is pleasant. You make me sick. Is this how you get your rocks off, you fucked-up bitch? Kidnapping and forcing younger men to be with you? Is this how you try to tell yourself you’re not old and past your prime?” I spotted the band on her ring finger the first time she assaulted me, and later my cell buddy confirmed she was Rhett Carter’s wife. “Is this how you try to rationalize it in your head because your husband has no interest in you anymore?” I have no clue what their marriage is like, so I’m projecting, but no happily married woman would resort to these measures unless her husband was as sick as her, and I haven’t seen him around.
Based on the high-level security, it’s clear she’s gone to a lot of trouble to hide this part of her life. From the look of pure rage on her face, I’m guessing I struck gold. Time to really stick the knife in. “It’s no wonder he doesn’t want you anymore. Face-lifts, strict diets, and tacky PVC clothes can’t disguise the fact you’re undesirable. Ugly and old. Washed up and unwanted. Desperate and pathetic.”
A stinging pain rattles across my face and through my skull as she slaps me full force. Repeatedly. While she screams and hurls obscenities at me.
Wow, I have really hit a nerve.
Good to know.
I derive enormous satisfaction knowing I have ruffled her feathers and caused her to lose control. I smirk as she continues to slap me, her face showcasing her pain and her anger as she uses me like a personal punching bag.
I don’t mind. I’d take this over her grabby hands on me any day.
“Get him in the tub,” she commands her goons at the door when she finally calms down.
I spew more vitriol at her as they attempt to get me into the water. I make it as difficult as possible for them, lashing out with my arms and my legs. I know I didn’t retaliate back in the main room, but I’m not going to just stand here and let her assault me. One of the dicks tases me, and it fucking hurts like a bitch. Spasms rock my body as I lose control of my limbs.
Water drips all over the floor by the time they get me in the tub, chaining my ankles and wrists so I can’t move.
“You displease me.” She brings her whip down across one arm in a vicious blow.
Pain darts all over my flesh, but I bite on the inside of my cheek to trap my cries.
“This will hurt a lot more if you don’t comply.” Removing a washcloth and some bodywash from the table, she kneels beside the tub as her minions’ hover in the background. “I will give you one final chance to submit. Do what I say, and you’ll enjoy this, I promise.”
“Eat shit and die, bitch.”
She shoves my head under the water, pushing me down when I attempt to come up, my arms and legs fighting against the restraints to no avail. I’m panicking and gasping for air when she finally lets me up. Grabbing my head, she dries me off before gagging me. The two goons grin at me anytime she isn’t looking, and I hate they get to witness my humiliation.
As she starts washing me, I plot creative ways in my head to kill all three of them. Rubbing the soapy cloth all over me, she washes me carefully in a way that is wholly intimate and makes me hugely uncomfortable. Her touch has been rough and painful so far, but I think I prefer that to this soft caressing.
I can handle her hurting me, but this is intolerable.
She’s touching me as she would touch a lover, and I hate it.
If Knight Carterisrelated to Rhett, that means this cunt is his mother. I am only a year older than her son, and that makes her the sickest bitch on the planet.
I shout against the gag, my eyes piercing her with every ounce of hatred swirling in my veins. Her lips tuck up at the corners as she continues her sensual assault, slowly lowering the cloth down my body, lingering when she reaches my cock, cleaning it more thoroughly than the rest of me.
Her eyes glow with wicked intent as she drags the cloth over my inner thighs and down my legs before traveling back up. Leaning across me, she pulls the cloth tight, seesawing it back and forth, across, and around my cock, licking her lips as she watches my dick come to life.
I try to think of mundane and gross things to halt my natural reaction, but I’m losing the fight when she wraps her hand around my semi-erect dick, stroking it to full mast. Tears stab me behind the eyes, and I’m screaming inside. Roaring at my body to stop reacting to her touch.
I fight again as her minions remove me from the water, but they keep the restraints on my ankles and my wrists, so it’s futile.
They strap me to some tall vertical contraption with levers and bars until I’m standing before her with my legs spread-eagled and my arms secured to a hook overhead. Other straps secure my upper body to the device, so I can’t move at all.
She glances at the men. “Bow before me and then leave us.” Like well-trained puppies, they drop to their knees and kiss her boots. She dismisses them with a wave of her hands, and they exit the room.
The bitch trails a whip all over my body, forcing me into a heightened state of arousal as she drags the soft leather across my flesh, and her other hand strokes my dick until it’s fully hard. Pain obliterates me on the inside as she parts the cheeks of my ass and takes her time rubbing lube all over my hole. Her fingers are cold as she pushes two inside me, and I squeeze my eyes shut, trying to ignore the invasion. A low hum starts up from behind, and panic replaces the blood flowing through my veins as I feel something vibrating at my ass.
I cry out behind my gag as a foreign object is slowly forced into my hole, latching on to the indescribable pain so I don’t think about her dropping to her knees in front of me and taking my dick into her mouth.
