Page 6 of The Vicious Defender

"I..."

"What is it, angel?"

"I... I'm on my period," I confess. "I was late, but I got it this morning."

Xavier is silent for a moment, staring at me, before he laughs.

"Is that all?" he chuckles. "Angel, why didn't you just tell me?"

"I was scared," I say. "I'm sorry."

"It's alright," he murmurs. "We don't have to have sex today."

"I thought you'd be angry."

"Never, angel," he replies. "Unless you're bad."

"Am I bad?"

"Not right now," he whispers.

"What are we going to do, then?"

He grins. "Do you trust me?"

"Always."

"Good. Strip and lie down."

I get up, peeling the dress off my body and kicking it to the floor. I'm wearing a pair of silk panties, and a matching bra, the cups padded so it's not visible. Xavier's eyes rake over my body.

"So fucking perfect," he growls.

I lie down, and he grabs my ankle, tying it to the post. My heartbeat quickens.

"Xavier..."

"Don't move," he commands. "Or I'll have to hurt you."

"Are you going to...?"

"Torture the orgasms out of you? Yes," he confirms, tying my other foot to the post. "But you'll enjoy every second."

"I've never done this before," I say.

"Neither have I," he smirks. "But I'll enjoy myself."

"I'll stain the bedsheets."

"So be it," he smirks. "Spread your legs, Tallulah."

"Please, don't..."

"I'm going to eat that pussy until you come," he groans. "And when you do, I'm going to lick every last drop of blood and cum off you. Do you understand?"

"I..."

"You said you trusted me," he growls. "So trust me. And obey."

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