Page 33 of Warped

Now I understand what he meant by interrogation. He is torturing me, not with pain, but with pleasure denied. And I, like the fool that I am, fell right into his trap.

Not that I really had any choice in the matter. Traven didn’t ask permission to fuck me. He took me by force.

And now he’sdenyingme by force.

He’s making me beg.

“Please,” I whine. “Please don’t do this to me, Traven. I need to come. Oh God, I need to come so bad.”

“In that case, you’d better start talking.”

He wants to know the truth about me. He wants to know why I decided to come aboard his ship as a companion. I can’t tell him that. I can’t let him find out the real reason I’m doing this.

In a fit of desperation, I slide my right hand off the counter and shove it down between my legs. I frantically begin rubbing my clit, but before I can make myself come, Traven seizes my wrist and pulls it around behind my back.

“Stop that,” he snarls.

But I don’t stop. I can’t. I need to come so bad it fucking hurts.

I make another attempt with my left hand, but Traven is too quick for me. Before I even have a chance to make contact, my left arm is pinned behind my back too.

Now his hands are off my hips, so I can move my lower body freely. I slam my butt back into him repeatedly in a desperate attempt to come.

“Please!” I beg. “Please, please, please!”

Traven thrusts into me hard, pinning my hips against the counter. It’s almost enough to make me climax.

Almost… but not quite.

“Please,” I sob with tears welling in my eyes. “I need to come, Traven. I needyouto come, too. I need to feel you coming deep inside me.”

“Then you’d better start talking,” he hisses. “What’s your real name?”

“My name is Bianca, but my friends call me Binx, I swear.”

With his hard cock still wedged tightly inside me, Traven leans in close and sniffs my throat like a hungry wolf. For a second, I almost think he’s going to bite me, and the sensation raises goosebumps all over my vulnerable skin.

“You’re lying,” he says. “Only a little, but still… something you’re telling me isn’t true.”

Tears are rolling down my cheeks now. My whole body is shivering with need. My nipples are painfully erect, and so is my clitoris. I want to touch it. I want Traven to touch it. I want to come. Oh God, I want to come.

“My friends don’t call me Binx,” I admit, my voice breaking. “It’s what my daddy used to call me.”

Traven’s cock throbs inside me.

“Your daddy, huh? I guess that means me and Rek are your daddies now. Tell me something, Binx. Did your daddy ever spank you when you were a bad girl?”

“No!” I shout, and then I add, “I was always a good girl.”

“Well, you’re being a bad girl now.”

“How?”

“Because you still aren’t telling me the whole truth, woman. I know this is the first time you’ve been a Warp companion. What I don’t know is why you’re doing it now. Why are you on my ship?”

My mind races as I try to come up with a good lie, but it’s difficult to think with a hard cock deep inside my body.

“Sex!” I gasp. “I—I wanted to know what it felt like to be fucked by a warper. I wanted to experience it at least once in my life.”

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