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AURELIA
I threw my head back, my moans constricting against the gag in my mouth as my whole body trembled in painful pleasure. My wrists burned as my arms were bound by a tight rope, banishing any chance of escape.
I looked up at him as tears welled in my eyes, begging him to put me out of my misery.
He only smiled, leaning down to roughly grab my chin. “Had enough yet?” His husky voice rumbled in my ears, his hot breath fanning against my face as I writhed under his hold. “Or do you want me to punish you more?”
A normal person would have easily refused, but I was far from normal. I nodded my head slowly, and he smirked.
I yelped loudly as I felt the whip s***h against my most sensitive part, eyes rolling to the back of my head as waves of ecstasy clouded my mind.
“You f*****g slut.” He whispered tentatively, and my gaze found his as he settled between my legs, spreading my thighs apart with his sturdy hands. His dark eyes soaked in the sight of my throbbing wet p***y, burning with a desire that managed to make me even wetter. I flinched as he ran two fingers across my entrance slowly, collecting my slick essence between them.
I watched in awe as he brought his fingers to his lips, his hot gaze never leaving mine as his tongue darted to lick. He sucked on his digits, his eyes fluttering close for a moment as he thoroughly enjoyed the taste of me. The sight was oh so f*****g sexy, making me want him more with each passing second.
I wanted to touch him so badly, to feel that beautiful body carefully sculpted with hard and defined muscles. But I wasn't allowed that privilege. Tonight he had me wrapped around his fingers, subjected to fulfilling his needs and wants alone.
My eyes squeezed shut as I felt an electrifying sensation on my c**t, my scream was muffled by the gag as I tried to close my open legs, but his grip refused me. Amusement danced in his eyes as my breaths became shallow, and sweat coaxed my naked body, highlighting the bite marks littered across my skin. Evidence of his ravenous nature.
He flipped the taser in his palm, leaning over me as he dragged it along my stomach. I held my breath, my eyes widening in anticipation as he stopped on reaching my breasts.
“Cry for me, baby.” Was his only indication of his next move, and I let out a sharp whimper as electric currents assaulted my hard n*****s. Tears roll down my cheeks, and he hums in satisfaction, brushing the side of my face with his knuckles. His thumb circles around my wet cheeks as he leans close, his lips merely inches away from mine.
“Good girl..” he cooed, dragging the gag away from my mouth. Butterflies erupted in my stomach at his praise. “You belong to me, your pain, joy, and pleasure are all mine. Mine and mine alone.”
He seals his declaration with a feverish kiss, finally relieving me of what I craved the most. My body had not yet recovered from his onslaught, but he was less than bothered. With one hard thrust of his hips, I became undone. My sanity shattered the instant he filled me whole.
“Mine.” He growled, his fingers digging into my skin as he continued to mercilessly pound me with sheer strength and force. “f*****g mine!”
How did I end up in such a compromising situation, you ask?
Well, it all dates back to one month earlier, and before then, I would have never imagined being in such a position, definitely not with my boss at that.
But it's crazy how a simple mistake could drastically change your
