“Spread your legs,” he ordered.
I moved my knees apart on the bed, but apparently not far enough. The crop whacked the inside of each thigh until he had me where he wanted me.
“Let me see your p***y. Move that a*s back toward me.”
I felt him position himself behind me so all my most private parts were shoved right into his face. The delicious shame of it all.
“You might not know it, but this is the most mouthwatering view a man ever has the privilege of taking in. Your sweet p***y dribbling your need. Your tiny, exposed rosebud puckering in a pout, daring me to take it with my c**k. I’m going to make sure you present this view to me on a very regular basis, little one.”
Eric reached between my legs and touched the most secret part of me, laying me bare so there was no denying my body
