Chapter 25
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
HEATHER
After flipping up the back of my dress, Hector ground his bulge against me and grunted into my ear, “This dress looks so fucking amazing on you.” His warm breath fanned my neck, his lips pressing against my nape.
I pressed my fingers into the wall and peered into the main room.
What were we doing?!
Anyone could walk out from the restrooms behind us or step into this small hallway from the main room, and if they did … then we would have nowhere to go. Nowhere to hide. They’d find us here with Hector’s cock buried inside me.
But, hell, I didn’t want to stop.
Not now.
Why don t you take it off me? I purred.
“Heather,” he growled.
“What?” I hummed, warmth exploding between my thighs. “Are you too afraid that?—”
Hector ripped the zipper down and shoved the dress to my ankles, leaving me completely naked in this small hallway. I arched my back, the pleasure already coursing through my body from his dick against my ass.
He yanked off his tie, pulled my hands above my head, and bound my wrists together. I leaned forward, my breasts pressing against the wall while my ass was nearly a foot from it, grinding up and down on his huge bulge.
“If your father sees us …” he murmured, clicking his tongue.
“He won’t.”
I didn t know why I was so sure, but there was no going back now. I was in the middle of Hector s sex club, naked and with his tie binding my wrists together. If Dad walked back here and saw us, we d both be screwed.
But that wouldn’t stop me from being Hector’s submissive.
The contract was signed.
He grasped my hips and pulled them further back, his fingers sweeping in circles around my bare skin. His lips moved lower on my neck, around my shoulders, and down my spine. “I’m going to make your ass red.”
A moment after his lips met my hip, he slapped my ass cheeks hard. I yelped out, my body jerking forward and my tits bouncing against the wall. He sprawled a hand over my lower back to steady me, then spanked me again.
“You know not to back-talk me,” he said. “Remember what happened last time.”
Warmth spread through my body, and my nipples hardened. “Why don’t you remind?—”
After another hard slap, he wrapped a hand around the front of my neck and yanked me back toward him, his mouth on my ear. “I’m sure you don’t want me to hold your orgasms from you again. Now, spread your legs and take my dick like a good girl.”
Biting back a moan, I pressed my thighs together.
Hector growled into my ear, “Spread. Your. Legs.”
“Make me.”
He chuckled darkly behind me. You don t want to do this, Heather.
“Don’t tell me what I do and don’t wa?—”
Before I could finish my sentence, he slapped my ass hard again and pulled my upper body off the wall with his grip on my neck. I still pressed my thighs together, my cunt aching and drooling in anticipation.
After forcing his free hand between my thighs, he cupped my pussy and pressed his fingers against my clit. I sucked in a sharp breath, shoving my thighs even harder together, yet Hector slipped his fingers inside me instead.
“You’re going to regret this,” he growled against my shoulder.
I don t think I m going to regret anything, Hector. I think you re going to lose control and fuck me like you ve been aching to do all day, I said, a moan escaping my lips as he pumped his fingers in and out of me. I think you re going to dump all of your cum -
Hooking two fingers into my pussy, he tilted my head to the side and toward the door, then shoved his hips into mine, sending me stumbling forward and directly in front of the door. So, if anyone looked over … they’d see me.
Naked and bound.
“Hector!” I snapped.
Heat coursed through my body. I never- ever —wanted Dad to see me naked in a sex club that he apparently attended, but the thought of being caught with Hector did something to me. Something oh-so bad.
Instead of pulling me back behind the doorway, Hector slammed his fingers deeper into me. Pumping them in and out. Grinding his bulge against my bare ass. He released his grip on my neck and undid his zipper.
Within a moment, he whipped out his huge cock, bent me all the way forward so my bound wrists dangled near my ankles, and slammed into me. My tits bounced, and a loud moan escaped my mouth.
“Hector,” I cried. “He’s going to see.”
“Apologize.”
“No.”
He slammed into me harder, and a louder cry escaped my mouth.
“Apologize to your Master.”
“Hec—”
He grabbed a fistful of my hair and yanked it back until he could press his mouth against my ear. “If you don’t apologize to me right now, I’ll rip off my belt, wrap it around your pretty little throat, and walk you like a pet out into the main room.”
Warmth exploded through my body, and I clenched around him.
One moment passed. Then another.
Then, suddenly, Hector pulled out of me and shoved me to my knees.
“I’m sorry,” I begged. “Please don’t.”
He ripped off his belt and wrapped it around my neck, buckling it on the tightest hole.
I placed my bound hands on his cock and stroked him quickly, desperate for him to forgive me. My pussy was drooling all over the floor. I jerked him faster and faster, nipples aching as he yanked up on the belt.
“I’m sorry, Sir. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m?—”
Before I could get out another word, he shoved his dick into my mouth. It slammed against the back of my throat and choked me.
“Show your Master how sorry you are for disobeying him.”
I wrapped my hands around the front of my throat and squeezed around the bulge of his cock deep inside it. Through teary eyes, I stared up at him and stroked it up and down, swallowing again and again around it.
“I’m sorry,” I gargled, the words muffled.
Hector groaned, his eyes rolling back and his body stiffening the way it did right before he came.
“I’m sor?—”
He slammed his dick deeper down my throat as spit ran down my chin and came inside me. After a few more thrusts and grunts, he pulled out of me. I fell forward onto my hands, and Hector crouched in front of me.
“You will learn not to be a brat,” he said, picking me up. “Let’s get you cleaned up.”