“You do, sir.”
His hips slammed forward, and I felt his cock inflate inside me. The tip of his cock began to move in a circular motion, petting my interior walls and driving me wild with need. His shaft vibrated softly, and I moaned, squirming beneath him as my body rushed closer and closer toward orgasm.
His other hand snaked between my legs and his fingers grasped at my clit, squeezing it lightly as he claimed my body for himself.
“Come for me, my beautiful pet,” he demanded.
He pinched my clit hard and my world shattered into a million glittering little pieces. Exquisite pleasure blinded me, a brilliant white light that was as consuming as it was incredible. Every muscle in my body tightened with ecstasy. My thighs shook and I arched into him, feeling his cock hook deep inside me. His shaft fluttered inside me, petting my inner walls and driving me deeper into orgasm than I had thought possible.
My ass clenched around the metal plug and my pussy clutched greedily at his cock. I wound my arms around him, not caring that my nails were likely digging into his back and probablyscratching his skin. All that mattered was the connection between us.
I moaned. I screamed. I broke apart beneath him and I adored every moment of it. I needed him to fuck me. I needed him to claim me and make me come.
My nipples scraped against the soft, bristly hair on his chest.
He pinched my clit hard once more and a second, more intense orgasm took over me. Desperately, I clung to him, rocking my hips back and forth as he fucked me, dragging the lengthy shaft of his cock in and out of my entrance.
I soared beneath him, clinging to him as he conquered me, body, mind, and soul. At that moment, I gave myself over to him completely.
I was his and he was mine.
My hand wound around the back of his neck and I pulled his lips down to mine. I kissed him with all I had to give. He kissed me back just as passionately and I knew then, without a doubt that I had found the man I was meant to be with.
When our lips finally broke apart, I lifted my eyes to his, still quaking from the ecstasy that was pumping through my veins.
“I love you,” I whispered, baring my soul to him in that single moment.
“Not as much as I love you,” he replied.
My heart soared so high that I could have sworn it was shooting through the stars.
CHAPTER 5
We didn’t leave the house for days. Bane even went as far to ensure that I never left the bedroom, bringing me three meals a day straight from the kitchen. My body was sore and welted from his belt, but I loved every moment. He used each one of my holes whenever he liked, fucking my mouth, my pussy, and my ass until I begged him to stop and then he fucked me some more. My days were full of never-ending orgasms as he forced one after another from my helplessly aroused body and I loved him for it.
Finally, the day came where we had to emerge from the house and meet with the scheduled arrival of one of Bane’s most dependable smuggling ships. He groaned when he realized what day it was, but reluctantly pushed himself from the bed.
I groaned, stretching sore and achy muscles.
“I’ll go make breakfast. Meet me downstairs,” he said. His eyes dragged up and down my naked body, clearly ravenous for more of me. “It’s a sin to cover up that gorgeous naked body,” he added with a wink and I grinned, blushing as I did so.
He smiled back at me, before pulling on a pair of pants and a black t-shirt. The expression on his face was hungry for more of me and I covered myself with a sheet. He shook his head, grunting with disapproval before he chuckled and left the room.
I climbed out of bed then and reached my arms high over my head as I yawned. I’d gotten a fair amount of sleep over the past few days, but I still felt tired and so very well used. Both my pussy and my bottom hole were exceptionally sore, and I hummed quietly with an extreme sense of satisfaction.
I approached the armoire, where I found a large number of new clothes that had been prepared for me. Some of them were lacey, others a thick cotton-like material, but all of them shared one central theme. All of them were strictly business, from suit tops to skirts to even black pants. None of them showed off any aspect of my body and I sighed. Not a single one felt right for me.
I opened another drawer, hoping to find something different. Maybe something that would make me feel comfortable. Would allow me to be… Well, me.
After rummaging around for a few minutes, I finally opened the bottom drawer. The outfit Bane had originally given me was there. Short skirt. Tiny top. The shortened jacket that buttoned just beneath my breasts, only serving to push them up. I’d once thought it slutty, but now I felt different about it.
I felt like it was me.
It showed off my body, but I liked the way it made me feel. I felt alluring and sexy in it. I knew that Bane did too because oftentimes, I would catch him staring at me with appreciation. He’d ordered me to wear this once and originally, I’d scoffed at it. I’d felt exposed but now it felt different.
It felt like it was a part of me, and I liked that.
I chose a matching bra and panty set with black lace and slowly pulled it on. Then I removed the clothes I had chosen from the drawer, laying each piece on the bed. I pulled the cotton top over my head first and then the skirt onto my waist, buttoning it into place. I wound my belt around my waist, ensuring that both my knife and my gun were securely holstered on either hip. Lastly, I shrugged on my jacket and buckled it around my body, comforted by its tight fit.
