Nothing.
I scream, though it sounds like a honk with the fucking gag, and he laughs.
I could kill you with my thumbs.
My hands are freed.
My legs released.
My mouth degagged.
My eyes unblindfolded.
“I swear, if this is it, I am gonna?—”
“Are you going to do as I say?” he asks, his voice dark. Intense.
“Yes,” I answer automatically.
“Good.”
I shiver.
“Hold your knees to your chest.”
I immediately obey.
“Open your mouth. Don’t make a sound, just keep it open.”
Done.
“Close your eyes.”
Yes.
I’m still bound, only now it’s his words doing the binding.
I could get up and walk away.
Then again, maybe I can’t.
His cock against my hole.
Fucking hell, he’s a big boy.
14
OAKLEY
Dominating a weaker person is easy.Enjoyable, certainly for them, but easy.
Silas is another beast entirely.
Rendering him helpless is pretty much the sexiest thing I’ve ever done in my life, until, that is, I take all the accoutrements away.
Eyes closed, mouth open, hands white-knuckling his knees as he pulls his legs back, exposing himself to me.
Truly a piece of art.
