Total pages in book: 266
Estimated words: 250787 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1254(@200wpm)___ 1003(@250wpm)___ 836(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 250787 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1254(@200wpm)___ 1003(@250wpm)___ 836(@300wpm)
“Whatever you want,” I answer breathlessly, knowing I’m at his mercy.
Smiling, he releases me. “Strip,” he commands, going back to his backpack.
I remove my sweatshirt and shorts along with my thong. I wasn’t wearing a bra. I stand naked, trying to calm my racing heart. He makes me nervous, and I hate that my palms are sweating.
“Turn around,” he demands, and I gladly give him my back, staring at the TV.
I feel his jeans against the back of my legs, and then he lifts something over my head. “Open wide, doll face.”
Licking my lips, I do as he says, and he shoves something hard and unforgiving into my mouth, resting them behind the back of my teeth on both top and bottom. I mumble nonsense as he jerks my head around, fastening it in place.
“On the floor. I want you on your knees and forearms, ass in the air.” He slaps my ass cheeks, and I jump at the lingering sting. The brand is still healing and sensitive.
Lowering myself to my living room floor, I get on my knees and forearms just like he said. Drool gathers in my mouth, and my jaw is already getting sore. I feel the cool air from the fan hitting my wet pussy, and I rock back and forth, knowing he’s about to fuck my ass.
I knew there would be consequences. I signed up for this when I stormed into Carnage to tattle. If the worst I get is an orgasm, then it was worth it.
He comes to crouch down in front of me and drops the notebook. He opens it to the front page, and I see it’s nothing but empty lines. He hasn’t been using it. I never expected him to. It was just something I saw when I was doing research on therapists.
Then he sets a pencil on top of it. Placing two fingers in my open mouth, I gag as they hit the back of my throat, and he lifts my face, making me arch my neck painfully. His eyes meet mine. “You’re going to write
HAIDYN’S DIRTY LITTLE WHORE
over and over. Until this is done.” He sets a bigger hourglass than he had in my basement down in front of the notebook, and my eyes widen.
He removes his fingers from my mouth, and drool runs from my open lips onto the notebook.
“Don’t rip the paper,” he warns. “Or you’ll be punished.”
He can’t be serious. I try to argue with him, but it’s just mumbled nonsense that makes him laugh because he knows that I’m going to lose. If I’m writing with a pencil and the page has drool on it, it will rip. It’s paper, for Christ’s sake.
“You’re wasting time.” He smacks my ass once more, and I groan at the sting, rocking my hips back and forth. He chuckles, and I start to write
on the first line.
HAIDYN
I knew what I wanted her to do. I’ve just waited, letting her think she got away with it. I like to keep her guessing when I’ll decide to make an appearance in her life. Adam hasn’t found anything on her laptop. The Lord she’s been assigned to knows what the fuck they’re doing. But I knew that already. It just furthers my point of who I think it is.
It just makes this even better.
She’s on her knees, rocking back and forth slowly while she drools all over the paper that she’s writing on. “Beautiful,” I praise her, and she moans.
I smile as she spreads her legs farther. Like a dog in heat, she’s assumed the position and begging to be fucked.
When I undo my belt, her breathing picks up as I remove it from my jeans. Doubling it over, I slap her ass with it. She jumps, a scream coming through her mouth gag. “Keep writing,” I order, swatting her again.
The two red marks on her ass make me smile and so does the sound of her sniffling while she tries to write in the notebook. I do it again and again, and again until both cheeks are covered in marks from the leather. My name branded on her cheek looks irritated from the leather.
Kneeling behind her, I run my fingers over her cunt and feel how wet she is. “That’s my girl,” I say. “You’re dripping, doll face.”
Mumbling around her open-mouth gag, she pushes her ass against me, and I chuckle. “Don’t stop writing, Charlotte. No matter what. Understand?”
“Mm-hmm.” She nods her head, and I unzip my jeans, pulling out my hard dick.
I rub the tip of my pierced cock against her pussy. Her entire body stiffens, and her hand pauses on the paper. “Keep writing,” I order, and the pencil slowly moves across the paper once again.
Pushing the tip into her pussy, she drops the pencil altogether and tries to crawl away from me. I reach out, grabbing the top of her head and digging my hand into her hair, not caring that it pulls on the leather strap that holds the gag in her mouth.