Page 57 of Slaughter

“Turn around and get down on your knees.”

Her head snaps up, and her blue eyes meet mine, wide with fear. “Avery …”

“I gave you an order, Bunny. I won’t repeat it.”

She very slowly turns around and goes down to her knees, her hands resting on her thighs.

I grab my scotch from the floor and take a drink. This is her punishment. The anticipation. She never was good at waiting. “Place your ass up in the air and your cheek on the floor.”

“Please, Avery …”

“What did I say about begging?”

I hear her sniff, and I take another drink. Fuck, I want to toss her on the bed and fuck her tight little pussy. Show her that she has been and always will be mine. But she ran. She made her choice, so now she must face the consequences.

She bends over, placing her palms flat on the hardwood floor, and she lowers her right cheek as well. Her ass and pussy are up in the air.

“Spread your legs, Bunny.” My voice comes out rough, and I grip my glass tighter as my cock hardens. Fuck, this woman is incredible.

A soft whimper leaves her lips while she spreads her knees for me. Not as much as I’d like, but it’s a start.

I throw back another drink and lower myself to my knees behind her. When my hand touches her ass cheek, she jumps.

“Are you going to hurt me?” Her voice shakes.

“Yes.”

She sucks in a breath at my answer. But not the way she is thinking. I’m not gonna remove my belt and make her black and blue. Or bleed. I’m gonna fuck her body and her mind. I’m gonna remind her who the fuck is in charge here.

My hand runs over her wet pussy, my thumb sliding over her clit before it enters her. She shuffles on her knees and arches her back more. I smile.

Raising my drink, I finish off the little I have left and pause. I look over her pussy and get an idea.

“Don’t move,” I order.

Lifting my glass, I hold it over her ass and pussy and pour the contents out. She gasps as the dark liquid dribbles down over her skin, coating her thighs before dripping onto the floor. Pieces of ice fall, and she sucks in a long breath. The coldness causing a chill to run through her body.

Then I lean forward and lick it off her smooth cunt. The taste has my hands gripping her cheeks, spreading them farther. It tastes like the best fucking thing in the world. Scotch and candy.

“Avery …” She cries out, pushing back against me.

“What, Bunny?” I ask as my tongue creeps higher, licking up the scotch as I run over her ass. I wanna fuck it!

“Please.” She whimpers, pushing her hips back more.

I pull back and slap her ass cheek, and she moans. Then I lower my lips to her pussy again. Placing my hands on her thighs, I spread them farther apart and bury my face into her. My tongue enters her, and I taste the sweetness of her cunt. My cock pushes painfully against my zipper.

Her hips rock back and forth as I fuck her with my tongue, and she continues to whimper.

I hear her start to pant, feel her pussy start to tighten, and I pull away, licking what is left of her off my lips.

She cries out, and her body shakes, knowing what I’ve done. I’m gonna have my way with her tonight, but she isn’t gonna come.

I make my way to my feet. “Stand up.”

She pushes herself up off her face and gets to her feet. She sways a little bit, and I reach out to help steady her. Once I know she’s not gonna fall, I order, “Don’t move!”

I go over to her closet and grab what I want. Walking out, I grab her arms and bring them behind her back. I wrap the fur-lined cuffs around her wrists. I would prefer to use handcuffs, but her one wrist is still healing, and I don’t want to hurt her.

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