Chapter 17
Violet
Iwoke up this morning to the feeling of my panties being slid down my legs. I quickly pick my head up, making full eye contact with Adler. “I'm bleeding.” I remind him.
Adler just shrugs, tossing my panties, and the pad stuck inside, across the room. “I've heard sex is excellent for cramps.” He says casually.
I try to remind him that he'll make a mess, but he puts a hand over my mouth before I get to speak. “Are you allowed to deny me?” He asks.
I quickly shake my head no, panting in need and feeling his cock hardening against me. I find myself grinding on him, needing friction of any kind.
Adler climbs off of the bed, coming around the front and cuffing my wrists to the head of the bed. “Sit still.” He teases, knowing damn well I couldn't go anywhere if I tried.
I watch, both desperate and curious, while Adler leaves the room. He's only gone for a few minutes before coming back in with a few things in his hands.
The first thing he shows me in his little collection is a bite gag. He secures the silicone part between my teeth, almost in the shape of a dog bone, and secures it behind my head. “This will keep you nice and quiet.” He mentions with a grin.
While my body feels like it's vibrating, I'm also terrified of bleeding on his sheets. I try to tell him that I'll ruin the expensive silky sheets, but I can't talk. “Shh,” Adler says when he hears my incoherent attempts.
Next, I feel him slide a towel or something underneath my hips while he sits between my legs. At least that helps ease my worry.
“I've heard women are extra sensitive during this time, so I’m really going to enjoy this.” He teases.
I nod my head, unable to tell him just how true that is and how close I already feel without even being touched.
I keep my gaze locked onto Adler, watching him and panting while his fingers go between my legs.
I expect and need him to touch me, I'm so sensitive and on edge right now, but he doesn't. His fingers slide down the inside of my thigh until he can reach and cuff my ankle to the shackle at the end of the bed.
He makes quick work of the other ankle, spreading me so far that the stretch burns.
Adler quickly slides two fingers into me, pumping them slowly while my hips buck and twist. “Fuck.” I moan around the gag.
My care about this getting messy is gone, I just need him.
He pulls his fingers from my pussy, making me whine and attempt to lift my hips to beg for more. “Sit still.” Adler demands. He slides his bloody fingers into my asshole, making me tense and moan around the gag again.
Adler’s fingers probe into my ass, two thick fingers fucking me while also slightly separating to make room.
When he pulls his fingers from me, he replaces them with something thicker and oddly curved.
It sits right inside of me, perfectly nested in my ass.
It even starts to buzz and vibrate before I'm given the chance to adjust to the fullness.
I feel my limbs fighting in these shackles, my ass buzzing perfectly and making me beg for more. I need him inside of me, I need him to make me cum.
Adler secures some type of cloth straps to my legs, placing a massager against my thigh and resting the head of it right on my clit. “Like I said, I heard orgasms are great for cramps.” He says with a deep chuckle.
I bite down on the gag in my mouth when this massager turns on, my legs fighting the shackles uselessly. The massager rests right against my clit, adding to the pleasure of the toy already stuffed in my ass.
The vibrations of these toys are unrelenting, making my entire body twitch while Adler just sits between my forced-open thighs and watches. He switches his focus between my blissed-out face and my exposed pussy. “Please.” I attempt to cry out against the gag.
“Oh, you're free to cum as much as you'd like. Not like you could stop it.” Adler says with a shrug. He reaches up my body, pinching and rolling my hardened nipples between his fingers.
I cry out, my first orgasm forcing its way through me and making me forget how insecure I am to be forced open and bleeding in front of this man.
My body shakes while my limbs jerk in the shackles, I bite so harshly onto the gag that I'm not sure how I haven't bitten it in half.
Normally my orgasms peak and fall, letting me relax. This one won't stop, the constant buzzing inside of me and against me have me resting right on the edge of another before I've even gotten over the first one.
This is about to be a long day.