Violet lets out a sexy little giggle and uses her feet to lift her ass in the air. I admire the sight for a moment before heading out of the bedroom and into my little dungeon down the hall. I want to wake up and know that every drop of me is trapped in that woman.
I come back with a toy in hand, giving her no warning when I climb between her legs and slide the plug into place. She moans, her head throwing back into the pillow and her legs shaking, but she doesn't move. She knows better.
Even as I pump the inflatable plug bigger and bigger, filling her tight cunt and trapping my cum in her, she doesn't move. She moans and her hands fist the sheets, but she lets me pump this toy as large as I'd like.
I only stop when she makes a small whining noise and her eyes pinch shut. That's when I pull the tube from the plug and leave the toy in her. “I will remove that when I decide.” I state.
Violet nods, lowering her hips to the bed and adjusting to the feeling of being filled like this. “Yes, master. Thank you.” She says quietly.
Chapter 13
Violet
Iwake up alone in bed, this large plug still fills my pussy, but he never did put my tail back in. I almost miss the comfort of wearing it, but I miss the comfort of his arms even more.
I slowly sit up, feeling somewhat awkward and uncomfortable with this toy in me, and see that it's still the middle of the night.
Where is Adler?
I know I'm not supposed to leave the bed without permission unless it's for the bathroom, but I want to find him. I miss him.
I clip my leash to my collar, placing it between my teeth, before climbing out of bed and heading out of the bedroom.
A quiet, almost silent, piano plays somewhere in this large house and I slowly follow the beautiful melody. I let it guide me to this man that I've grown so attached to this week.
This was never my intention, I never meant to feel a pull like this toward a client. A silent rule for myself was that they're nothing but a client, nothing but a paycheck, and a fake orgasm. I just don't know if that's true anymore.
Adler feels like more.
When I finally reach the music, I see Adler sitting alone in a large, beautiful room. He has a drink in his hand and is slowly strumming his fingers along the keys, making a beautiful sound play without even intending to.
He looks tired. He looks like his mind is clouded and frayed like he's stuck between impossible decisions or hard circumstances. I'm not too sure what he does at work, I just know he's in charge of a security company, I can't imagine how stressful that is for him.
I walk further into the room, seeing his eyes flick to mine for only a brief second before focusing on the keys again. But it doesn't stop me from continuing to him. I keep going until I can slowly climb on top of the piano and my legs are resting beside his arm. “Why are you awake?” I ask quietly.
Adler sighs, shaking his head no and setting his glass of liquor beside my hip. “It doesn't matter. Why are you?” He asks instead.
His hands find their way to my hips, and he can pull me until I'm sitting in his lap with my back against the keys. My back presses several keys, making a horrid sound that I want to chuckle at, but my focus is on the way he's looking at me. “Because you are. What's bothering you?” I ask in a whisper.
Adler leans into me, bringing his lips close to mine before I turn my head and kiss his neck. It's the one rule of mine he hasn't broken. It's the one rule I can't break.
Kissing Adler means having feelings for him, something I can't afford to do.
He sighs, his hands tightening around my hips until he can lift me and sit my ass on the keys. Another horrid sound comes from this beautiful instrument, but I don't care. “Fuck me.” I beg while he holds me on the keys.
I feel his hands on me, and his arms slowly slide under my legs to hold me into a position he wants. Spread open and needy for him.
I reach for him, pulling his pajama pants and his boxers down until his cock springs free and I can wrap my hand around his impressive length. “Fuck.” Adler groans, tipping his head forward to rest against mine.
I grin, stroking his length and squeezing while I do, enticing another moan from this beautiful man.
Adler smacks my hand away, dipping several fingers into the glass of liquid beside me and rubbing it along his cock. “You've been drunk before, right?” He asks. I breathlessly nod, my eyes fixated on him rubbing the amber liquid all over his cock. “Good, you might feel this.” He teases.
He pushes the head of his cock against my asshole, making me whine and my legs tense in his arms. This large, inflatable plug still fills my pussy and the liquor on his cock slightly burns. But he feels so good, too good. “Thank you, master.” I moan.
I lean back against the piano, the noises it makes with each movement are now just background noise to the feeling of him shoving his liquor-coated cock in my ass. The feeling slightly stings more than the stretch and my holes feel so full that I want to cry out, but I don't move.
Adler gets about halfway inside of me before going back for more of the liquor, rubbing it along the other half of his cock before plunging it into me at once. “Fuck! Thank you.” I scream out, feeling pain and pleasure at the same time.
