man who'd been with countless women. And yet… this one was mine. This one time. And I had to have it, this part of him. This very intimate part of him.
Chapter Seven
She was amazing. Fucking amazing. Sucked my cock like a champ then got right back to business like she 'd done that kind of thing every day. Only I know she didn't. Docked the points, had me worship her feet and do some other bullshit item on her little to do list. But what pissed me off the most was how she wouldn't look at me. And why exactly did that piss me off?
I realized something as I laid naked and tied wide open on the play bed in the toy room. Her dominant nature was playing against mine. Keeping me from her. Well I knew how to fucking fix that.
"How long are you going to study it?" I watched her chew on her thumb nail while pacing nude before me, desperately searching the list in her hands. She was down to the nitty-gritty on her maybe list and had exhausted all the fluff. Pleasure or pain now.
She stopped pacing and looked at me. "Do you have to constantly stare at me?"
I let out a huge laugh. "Yes. Yes I fucking do."
" I thought you didn't do porn."
" Porn? Is that what you think you are? A Playboy centerfold?"
She faced me, only having her glare to point with. Her hands were busy, one covering her gorgeous pussy and her paper covering her breasts. "I know I'm not all that, you don't need to rub it in."
Dear God, this stupid woman. "You misunderstand love."
" Do I?"
" Yes you do."
" Don't try to lie and say I'm pretty."
" Not pretty. You're much more than that love. You're a super nova hitting my world and I can't turn away. I'm riveted in awe, wondering what the fuck is this angel doing in my dungeon?"
" Flattery. How cute."
" Just please fucking pick something, for Christ sake, my wrists and ankles are going numb and there's no points for that. So, if you're going to choose something sadistic, make it count."
She went back to pacing and I allowed my gaze to devour every inch of her delectable preoccupied body. She was about to get what she clearly needed for the past ten years. "Just know, when it's my turn... I'm choosing forced orgasm for you, love."
She stopped pacing and turned to me, her spine erect. But where oh where was the challenge in her eyes?
Dominance hummed through my body and brought a joyous curve to my lips. "I'm going to imprison you in pleasure. Until you're crying. Until you're begging. Until your well kept secrets are on fire and dripping down your thighs. I'm going to crush your sexy resistance with my lips and tongue. And I'm going to be right at your scorching mouth, eating up the sounds of your mind blowing orgasm until you say it-- no, until you scream it. Lucian. Lucian Bane. That's what I want you to scream while I milk the ecstasy from your pretty little soul."
She stood there in shock. I was wondering if she 'd ever recover when she finally began to nod. "That's it. Play dirty."
" We're likely so far behind in the points, it's over. Do you really think they're not done with their entire lists? Or at least all the big point items that we've not touched. It's not if they'll do the list, love, it's how well they do it. And in that regard, we are so losing our asses." But I'd known we would all along.
She pointed at me, revealing her breasts. "I don't need this from you. We're supposed to be a team. I can't do some of this stuff." She actually appeared hurt, like she knew it was going to be her fault they lost. But I was tired of playing.
" You should have thought about that before you signed up. And why can't you do the pleasure list, Tara. It's fucking pleasure, you won't die."
" It's not just pleasure. It's… I can't…" she opened her arms completely forgetting her nudity. "I can't just do those things with just anybody."
My cock stood tall and she went back to covering herself at seeing it, eyes all suspicious. "Well when does one become more than just anybody to you, Tara? You have a
Chapter Seven
She was amazing. Fucking amazing. Sucked my cock like a champ then got right back to business like she 'd done that kind of thing every day. Only I know she didn't. Docked the points, had me worship her feet and do some other bullshit item on her little to do list. But what pissed me off the most was how she wouldn't look at me. And why exactly did that piss me off?
I realized something as I laid naked and tied wide open on the play bed in the toy room. Her dominant nature was playing against mine. Keeping me from her. Well I knew how to fucking fix that.
"How long are you going to study it?" I watched her chew on her thumb nail while pacing nude before me, desperately searching the list in her hands. She was down to the nitty-gritty on her maybe list and had exhausted all the fluff. Pleasure or pain now.
She stopped pacing and looked at me. "Do you have to constantly stare at me?"
I let out a huge laugh. "Yes. Yes I fucking do."
" I thought you didn't do porn."
" Porn? Is that what you think you are? A Playboy centerfold?"
She faced me, only having her glare to point with. Her hands were busy, one covering her gorgeous pussy and her paper covering her breasts. "I know I'm not all that, you don't need to rub it in."
Dear God, this stupid woman. "You misunderstand love."
" Do I?"
" Yes you do."
" Don't try to lie and say I'm pretty."
" Not pretty. You're much more than that love. You're a super nova hitting my world and I can't turn away. I'm riveted in awe, wondering what the fuck is this angel doing in my dungeon?"
" Flattery. How cute."
" Just please fucking pick something, for Christ sake, my wrists and ankles are going numb and there's no points for that. So, if you're going to choose something sadistic, make it count."
She went back to pacing and I allowed my gaze to devour every inch of her delectable preoccupied body. She was about to get what she clearly needed for the past ten years. "Just know, when it's my turn... I'm choosing forced orgasm for you, love."
She stopped pacing and turned to me, her spine erect. But where oh where was the challenge in her eyes?
Dominance hummed through my body and brought a joyous curve to my lips. "I'm going to imprison you in pleasure. Until you're crying. Until you're begging. Until your well kept secrets are on fire and dripping down your thighs. I'm going to crush your sexy resistance with my lips and tongue. And I'm going to be right at your scorching mouth, eating up the sounds of your mind blowing orgasm until you say it-- no, until you scream it. Lucian. Lucian Bane. That's what I want you to scream while I milk the ecstasy from your pretty little soul."
She stood there in shock. I was wondering if she 'd ever recover when she finally began to nod. "That's it. Play dirty."
" We're likely so far behind in the points, it's over. Do you really think they're not done with their entire lists? Or at least all the big point items that we've not touched. It's not if they'll do the list, love, it's how well they do it. And in that regard, we are so losing our asses." But I'd known we would all along.
She pointed at me, revealing her breasts. "I don't need this from you. We're supposed to be a team. I can't do some of this stuff." She actually appeared hurt, like she knew it was going to be her fault they lost. But I was tired of playing.
" You should have thought about that before you signed up. And why can't you do the pleasure list, Tara. It's fucking pleasure, you won't die."
" It's not just pleasure. It's… I can't…" she opened her arms completely forgetting her nudity. "I can't just do those things with just anybody."
My cock stood tall and she went back to covering herself at seeing it, eyes all suspicious. "Well when does one become more than just anybody to you, Tara? You have a
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