Chapter 8 #3
Why did I not believe that?
Axl steepled his hands and squinted down the patio toward her. “How are we playing this in front of her?”
“I’ve told her this is real, and she thinks I’m just doing a mindfuck.” Saying that amused me no end since it was the reverse, and I had Axl caught in my game too. Mindfucks within mindfucks.
“Let’s keep doing that. Okay, I’m headed home for a while.” He rose. “I’ll bring back Thai takeout? I figure cooking might be beyond us with her on the menu?”
“Yeah.” I studied her. “BYO anything useful from your toy chest, too, like that steel chastity belt.”
“I like the way you think, sir.” As he rose, he did a small salute. “So her name is Emme?”
“Yes.”
“Pretty name. It makes me think of a princess. From now on I’m going to pretend I’m defiling a princess.”
“A very naughty princess.” I watched him leave, drank the last of my coffee then I rose and went to her, halting a few feet away.
She raised her head, swaying in the ropes.
“Such a pretty mouth when it’s drooling, and you can’t talk.” I stepped in and removed the gag.
After working her jaw and eyeing me sullenly, she spoke, “What were you talking about?”
“Whether you’re a drug lord with an army of ninjas.”
“My army will be on your doorstep anytime now.”
Still feisty. Most subs would be tamed by everything that had happened, and that would have disappointed me.
Brats made my dick harder.
I would remain mostly chaste until Axl returned. I’d only make her suck me off a little. The build-up of denied release would make supper all the more interesting.
I studied the set-up, then began to lower the rope to give her room to move, while leaving her in the arm binders.
“Would you like some clothes to wear and some Thai food?”
“Yes,” she said cautiously. “And for the other things to be gone.”
“Things?”
“The um, the dildo and the butt plug.”
“Are you blushing?”
“No.” Her quietness said she lied. “I’m not.”
“The things stay in for the moment. The lying? I’ll deal with later. Kneel and you may get some of what you wish for.”
“This is a wish? And if I don’t?”
The brat returned. “Worse happens. Do you want to test me and find out?”
Emme muttered something that sounded like no, Fairy Godmother but obeyed while I steadied her.
I unzipped.
“Open your mouth.”
She tried to walk backward on her knees. Stupid. Her arms were still trapped behind her.
“I’m not blowing you.” Her face screwed up. “My jaw still hurts from before.”
I pretended to study my dick, then I grabbed the rope at her back and hauled her in.
“Quiet.” With my thumb at the corner of her mouth and a stare, I severely encouraged her to open, then I jammed her mouth onto my dick, simultaneously silencing her and sighing at the sight and feel of it sliding into that hot opening. “Don’t bite me unless I say to,” I growled.
She spluttered. Her scathing look and eyeroll made me chuckle.
“Bad girl. That just makes me want to smother you.”
Now I had reasons for punishing her at dinner. Except, I didn’t need any for this one.
I wasn’t training her.
She made choking sounds as I thrust in and out, and drool sprayed from where her lips formed a seal against my dick. I wouldn’t come this time. Just making her do it was enough until tonight. When I pulled out, she retched.
“Say thank you.” And would she say it?
She stared at me stubbornly for a long moment, but she must have seen the violence in my eyes. “Thank you.” Though I was sure she whispered fairy godmother at the end.
My laugh was humorless and brief.
Though tempted to slap her, I held back and instead found myself gently holding her face. I slid my thumb along her soft lower lip, then inside her, exploring. Tentatively, she mouthed it and moved her tongue over my thumb.
The shift to compliance tripped a switch inside me.
I could feel questions rising, ones I’d been avoiding. Axl had picked at the thread first, loosened it, and made me wonder.
Who was she? I hadn’t been trying to find out. Because it messed with my needs? Because I wanted her as this cypher, this anonymous kink-whore, like me. Yeah, I knew what I was.
It was easier if I knew nothing about her.
Her tongue tip circled my thumb then she lightly bit me, eyeing me while she sucked on it.
My erection stirred again.
She was smart and a brat at unpredictable times, even when it ran contrary to sensible. She wanted to be forced, punished, and hurt. Like me, her desires messed with her survival instincts.
Taking her off the street had been a dumb move.
However, having her at my mercy was my wildest porno fantasy made real.
“Good Kitty.” I smoothed my hand over her head, petting her. She used her tongue and lips on my thumb as if it were the best treat ever. I should’ve told Axl to bring his kitten costume for her. We both had a thing for hot pussies. I smiled to myself.
I’d remove the rest of the bondage soon. Not yet. I rather liked the peacefulness settling over us, despite the raunchy kink circumstance, where a bound and naked captive girl kneeled and worshipped a part of me.
I could grow to like this.