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She felt a deep pang of dread as Nathaniel turned the tag.

“Read it out loud for me, pet.”

Kira shook with anger, her jaw tight as she read the capitalised word out loud—SLUT.

Chapter 34

Of Her Own Volition

Nathaniel

Three times.

Kira had come on him three times in the space of an hour, twice while wearing the gag.

It wasn’t a high number, but he preferred quality over quantity, and the desperate, tortured, euphoric look in Kira’s eyes as she pleasured herself using his body made it worth it.

Hearing her muffled moans as she tried to breathe through the gag was heavenly. She could hate him all she wanted, but no one had forced her to ride him dry and make herself come. And if she hadn’t been so loud the first time, he wouldn’t have had to use the gag.

But that was all right. He liked reining her in.

Kira on the verge of climax was a sight to behold. It was the first time he’d seen her give up control like that, surrendering herself completely, not to him, but to the moment. It was temporary and fleeting, like a shooting star, and the transient beauty made it all the more meaningful. And he got to witness it: the glorious clash of conflicting emotions on her face, her eyes shining with victory before darkness dragged her down and swallowed her whole. He loved the way she held onto him as she came.

And her moans—fucking hell.

By the end of the hour, he was a wreck. There were several moments where he’d nearly come from the way she carried on. Somehow, he’d managed to hold back, clinging to his last shred of willpower as she rubbed her wet pussy all over him, her panties soaked and useless to stop the fluid seeping from her.

As predicted, the front of his trousers were glistening, and he’d made a point of showing Kira.

When the hour was up, he’d removed the gag and collar and commanded Kira to kneel on the floor in her ‘spot’. She was still plugged, and the skin of her face and throat was lined with pink indentations where the gag and collar dug in.

Nathaniel stood before her, his crotch at eye level with her face. He could tell she was tired, and sensed she needed some time to be alone and collect her thoughts.

Soon.

“My poor pet, have you had enough?” He caressed her cheek. “Would you like to rest?”

She nodded tiredly. “Yes, sir.”

She’d learnt in their brief time together that ‘yes, sir’ was the safest response.

“Can you remove the plug now?” she added hopefully.

“I’m afraid you’ll have to be patient a little while longer, pet.” He unbuckled his trousers, taking note of the way her face fell as he pulled his cock out. “It’s my turn now. Eyes on me.”

Finally, at long last, he fisted his cock stroking the engorged length.

Fuck. He needed this. Needed more than this, but at least he would finally get his release. With Kira’s pussy off limits, he had few options. It was tempting to take her virgin ass like this, raw, but it would be brutal. She needed more time with the plug, and it was his responsibility to train her to take his size. Not only was he much larger than the plug, but a stationary toy was very different to putting up with the hard pounding he had in mind for her. The plug was the kindest way to introduce her to anal sex, but even so, it would not be easy for her when the time came.

As for her mouth…

Nathaniel didn’t know why he held back asking her to suck him off, only that she looked exhausted, and he didn’t want to force her right now. And he didn’t want to ask. He was in the mood for something else.

It was quiet. Even the fireplace had burnt down to coals. The only sound in the room was of him jerking off. He was so damn close, and Kira was staring up at him, her brown eyes searching his soul, and it both aroused him and put him off.

It was too much.

“Keep your eyes lowered,” he ordered, and she dropped her gaze. Better. Maybe he should have blindfolded her.