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A hoodie. Hidden pleasures beam under these clothes. My shaft twitches, even though I know it’s the wrong time.

‘Let’s go.’

The streets are empty. The roar of my steed is loud. The warmth of her arms around me is more than I deserve.

We are home. I don’t bother with the lights, nor the pleasantries. Her thighs in my arm and her face in my chest, I hold and carry her down the steps into my bedroom. She does not protest. I feel her breath slow down, her guard lowered.

I know the place like a bat, and after setting her down on the bed, I move away and strike a few matches. Three candles will be enough. The gray walls blink back in old displeasure.

The room is filled with incandescent light, a taste of the vintage priests who had built this house as a church first. I turn to her, peel off my mask and plod towards the bed. She has her arms to the side, her head tilted. Her eyes are shut, and her breathing is regular. She fell asleep.

Exhausted, I believe. More emotional than physical. I take my clothes off and join her from behind, spooning and comforting her tired body. I too think of closing my eyes and dreaming of a better morning where it all makes sense.

Not tonight.

Tonight I will take my time to observe her. To watch her. I want to study her every pattern, know every strand of hair falling from her crown.

I want to know her chest, how it heaves when she moves an inch to the left. How she reacts when I squeeze her right ass and play with her labia. How she gasps for air when I choke her. How she screams when I tell her not to cum. I want to watch her wake up with no sense of gravity, space or time.

I want her to realize just how out of control her life has become.

Chapter Seven - Julia

Flickering. Subtle. Vibrant. No wind. Lush movement. I swallow. Restriction. I cannot move. Another.

I open my eyes.

On my back, I am fixed in place. My arms cannot move. I smell sage in the far distance. The air is clear and light. The towering man lifts his feet from the padded floor with calculation. I sigh.

‘Henry?’

A black pod is in his hands. His skin glows from the lights above. The lights, bulbs as tiny as strawberries, move and wave. They are candle lights. I see that now. I turn my head. More candles.

‘Where are we?’

‘In my home, Julia.’

‘I know that, silly. I mean... why can’t I turn my head?’ I blink and see more. ‘And why are you naked?’

He circles me quietly. The dimple in his sculpted back tightens. I exhale and move my ankles. I feel no fabric on my body.

‘Why am I naked?’ I ask.

‘You ask so many questions, Miss Cast.’ He stops and faces the gray walls. His beautiful face turns toward me and our eyes lock. ‘Perhaps I can remedy that.’

He squeezes his fist. My world explodes.

Between my thighs.

It throttles me into involuntary spasms. My clit. My labia. The inner sapling of my G-spot. Oh God… YES.

He squeezes his fist. It stops. I fight to align my breathing.

‘Henry… what is this?’

There is a vibrator inside of me, hooked onto the very spots of pleasure to which my fingers are accustomed. My fingers, and now his thick cock. I see it rise and fall, his pelvic muscles controlling every twitch, every flow of life down to it.

His breath is strong above my face. His arms, moisturized and flexed, caress my shoulders in an effort to calm me down. I am anything but calm.

‘You are in my Pleasure Room, Miss Cast. It is filled with toys for both all kinds of kink, and I have prepared it just for you. Well, I have been preparing it just for you for a year.’

‘A year?’

He shushes me with his finger. Fore. Middle follows. Tip after tip they graze my bottom and then top lip. He urges me to open them, my teeth, my mouth.

‘Wider,’ he commands.

I do as he says. He tastes like cherries. No. Strawberries. I’ve never tasted anything like it before. He swirls and twirls them around my tongue, and I do my best to wet them. I am tempted to bite him, make him feel pain…

‘Stop.’

He’s in my mind. I let him be, and the oral invasion is over. He pulls out and makes sure I watch him lick them clean. I squirm.

‘Tonight, you have surely rested. I willed you to rest. Do you understand what this means?’

‘No.’

‘You will address me as Red.’

‘Really, Henry?’

His fist squeezes. The jolt surprises me. Oh gosh… I am soooo close to… oh mmmmmmh…

He stops.

‘No, R… Red.’

He leans over my face. I feel his heart through the top of his shoulders. I feel him in control.

‘Good girl,’ he replies softly. He leans so close I can taste his lips once more. ‘Now close your eyes.’

‘Red?’

‘Do as you are told.’

‘Yes, Red.’

I shut the world out and listen. His body heat feathers across my skin. Flesh boils and pines for sweet release. Warm fingers wrap around my clit, pampering an already fixed vibrator. Thighs widened. Ankles shackled. Arms tied down. Womb screaming for cum. Lips and mouth filled with his thick, long cock. Tongue wet and ready. A sigh.

I hear the button click.

Tables turn. I feel gravity rush the blood down. My head is full. Cock and balls, slapping and filling my throat. Tears sting my eyes. Horrid pleasures rip through my core. Clit is owned. Cunt is his. His cock is slow. The machine is not. Higher setting. I suck it in. I inhale through my nose.

My thighs expel the thing. He pushes it back in. His thighs slap and fold over my ears. The smell of musk and cum envelop me. I cannot scream. My body shudders and convulses to the rapid pulses from the vibrator inside of me. T

he orgasms overlap and I swallow

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