Page 73 of The Dom with the Kink Monsters

“Spider, I need to talk to Auntie Saya for a minute. We’ll be right back.”

Master made sure Spider wasn’t looking, grabbed her upper arm, and marched her into the bedroom. He shut the door and locked it behind them.

“Pull down your pants and lean over the bed,” he whispered harshly.

“But Master!”

“No balking or I’ll beat your ass and you can figure out how to keep quiet.”

She swallowed loudly enough that Master must have heard it. In the next room puppets were singing loudly about why eating vegetables was important.

The button on her jeans staged a rebellion, but after a few seconds she was exposed to him and had assumed the vulnerable position he’d demanded.

A growl. He spat and rubbed a wet hand over her sex, separated her folds and wedged his cock in.

She gasped at Master’s sudden possession, but he grabbed her hips and gave her no time to complain. He withdrew and thrust into her hard. He bottomed out with a grunt and she shuddered as her whole body welcomed his lust.

“I haven’t been inside you all fucking day. I couldn’t wait anymore.” He groaned quietly and swore. “How can you be so tight again already, after everything I did to you last night?”

“You didn’t use me at lunch, Master. You know how my body is.”

He got rough, banging into her g-spot. Saya moaned, then stuffed bedding into her mouth and screamed a few times. The homemade silencer worked. Master came, drilling into her cervix hard enough to hurt, but the soreness when he withdrew was glorious.

“No coming until tonight.”

Saya lay where he’d left her, used and horny. She pulled the blanket out of hermouth and with her tongue she hunted for a piece of lint it had left behind.

A big hand swatted her bare bottom. “How come you could handle that, and you can’t handle me gagging you?”

She stared at the soggy patch on the blanket for a moment. “I couldn’t let him hear me. Poor kid.”

Master’s chuckle was evil and made her blood run cold. “Good. We’ll be using the same gag later then.”

“For when you have sex with me again later?”

“Yes, but also for when I put your butt plug in before we go to the park.”

She yanked her pants back up fast, as though they would save her.

Bastard.

*

She glanced into the back seat, wondering if this nap was going to mess up his sleep schedule. As it was, it felt weird dragging him to practice at a time when most kids were probably winding down for bed. It was the weekend, though. An hour’s practice, tops, and she’d find somewhere for him to sleep. Maybe they should have let Uncle Donny and Aunt Emma watch him, but it felt like it was too soon to pawn him off like that. He was starting to get clingy with them, which was adorable, but a little difficult to get used to.

The noise-cancelling headphones would protect his ears from the high volumes while they practiced, and the second-hand baby monitor she’d bought from the consignment store meant that they could go to different parts of the house if he fell asleep. Winter hadn’t sounded happy they were bringing him, but had agreed they needed to practice. She offered to set up a spare room for him to sleep in after practice so they could talk about the gig offers that Law and Luther had been calling Winter with almost every day.

“Did she call?”

“No, Master,” she whispered back.

Every day he waited for word from Bronwyn. She hadn’t been sure when she was flying home, so the exact day when Spider would be leaving was up in the air.

“She hasn’t even called to check on him. Bron was always a little self-centered, butthis is ridiculous. I mean, we didn’t even know him before he showed up here. How does she know everything is okay?”

“Your mother told me you were always responsible, even as a little boy, Master. I guess Bronwyn thinks you’ll figure it out.”

“Even if we had a cell number for her I’d feel better.”

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