Chapter Sixteen
Nights Under Her Command
Alyssa’s demanding s****l regimen began first thing in the morning, and it did not end until the long-suffering boy finally was put away at night—sometimes satiated to the very limits of his poor male flesh, sometimes still wildly unsatisfied and trembling in his sensual agony. Brad’s fate was entirely at the mercy of her inventive whims, for she knew all too well how to control his every reaction.
On one occasion late in the evening, for example, the girl had sent him another of her infamous cell phone pictures. Lying upon her back in yet a different hotel bed, she held the phone high to capture the sight of three or four strangers handling her naked flesh at once. A skinny young guy sitting cross-legged beside one of her shapely shoulders was p
