Chapter Three: n****e Play, Humiliation, ExhibitionismShe closes her eyes and leans into the soft touch, but he pulls away and squats in front of her.
He is intimidatingly handsome, two words that she didn't think was possible up until now. He has one of those faces that makes her feel instantly inferior, like she shouldn't be looking at him at all.
She licks her lips and feels her arms ache where they're trapped behind her back, but she doesn't want to risk shifting because the dildo is marginally comfortable right now and she knows just a quarter of an inch of difference would be enough to make it rub against a different part of her body to make her keen.
Still, she isn't given much of a choice about staying still when he reaches out and pinches her left n****e.
She whimpers and lean
