Page 61 of Little Puppet

I growl into her neck, fucking her with everything I have, knowing this moment is life-defining. I can feel it between us.

Like a contract, we’re both signing with blood and promise.

Promise to be ourselves within the walls of this house.

“Fuck, you feel so good, damnit,” I whimper, losing myself in her tight body, drilling as deep as I can as she grips my ass.

“Don’t stop. Fuck, don’t stop,” she begs, and the tip of my cock tingles at the tone of her voice, at the way her walls flutter around me.

“Cain!” she shouts, coming hard, and stars pepper my vision as I follow.

“Fuckkkkk, Grace!”

Our pace is unrelenting as we wring out every ounce of pleasure from the moment as our breathing melds together and our bodies shudder against one another.

“Don’t hide from me again,” she says into my ear, causing gooseflesh to rise.

I lift off her, striking her throat with my hand like a pissed-off cobra, my teeth oozing with venom. My eyes harden as I look down at her as she grips my hand to get air, her eyes growing with delicious fear. “Don’t tell mewhat to do, puppet. Or I’ll fuck your ass raw as you dangle from one hook. Do you understand me?”

I swear I see grim satisfaction in her eyes as she smirks and nods in my hold.

“Good girl.”

However, as I slide out of her, I realize I’m still hard. Painfully so.

Driving back inside, I don’t let go of her delicate neck as I fuck her hard and fast, racing the clock before she passes out.

“I think you were right, puppet. It feels good to be myself at home for once.”

Her pupils are blown, and panic is setting in, but I know my little perfect doll is completely fine because her pussy is squirting around my shaft like a filthy little whore.

“Fuck, look at the mess you’re making, you slutty little girl.”

The more I fuck her, the more she soaks my sheets and cock. It’s how I know everything will work out in the end.

How I know she’s mine.

“Look how wet you’re getting my cock, fuck puppet. Goddamn, you feel good.”

When I come this time, I pull out and shoot it in her gaping mouth as she tries to breathe from my hand, releasing her.

“Swallow me down, puppet. Wouldn’t want to waste your breakfast.”

Chapter 18

SIX MONTHS LATER

Itilt my head as I look at myself in the length of the bathroom mirror. More piercings litter my body, and I toy with a few of them as I think of how Cain had pierced me. This time, while awake.

It’s been six months since Cain ran me off the road and kidnapped me. I’m forever changed.

I’m settling into work at the hospital. Cain got me a job in the registration office that keeps me busy. Though I don’t need to work, I like to have somewhere to go. I’ve made friends, and Cain and I even have a few couples we go out with from time to time now.

Of course, none of them know who we are in thedark, but how well do you truly know anyone anymore? You don’t.

Stripping the bullshit away at the door of the house is like a weight off our shoulders each night. Dangling from my hoops for my master is where I’m free.

He was right.

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