Page 8 of The Brotherhood

Soon, it went to‘Use your fucking teeth’

and then‘only your tongue now.’

Her favorite was the vicious‘moan on the fucking head baby’in a sexy, ruthless, voice.

The second day he’d texted,‘I left something for you. A scent. Wear it today.’

Another easy one. While kissing her neck softly that evening, he tested her with the‘Why did I choose that?’

‘Because you wanted to see what it smelled like on me?’She’d felt his lips smile.‘I did, yes. But no. That’s not why.’

Her discipline? Forced to jack him off till he orgasmed in her hands. Then he rubbed it all over them.‘You will not wash my scent off but carry me all day tomorrow.’

He made her suck him, then he came on her neck and chest, again rubbing it all over her.‘I’ll be in every breath you take. Every second of the day.’She was made to suck him a second time, her inner thighs coated with his hot cum, then used as lubrication while he masturbated her. He brought her to the edge of climax three times and on the fourth, gave her the hardest orgasm she’d ever experienced.

While kissing her in the aftermath, he’d whispered,‘I didn’t give you that. I took it.’

By the third text, she was no closer to figuring out the why’s.‘I’ve left something for you in the bathroom. Put it on. Wear it all day and all night. Do not remove it, no matter what. As you wear it, be aware of what it feels like—how it presses against your skin, how it reminds you of me. Let it connect you to me in every moment.’

It was a simple, sleek silver bracelet.

Why?

‘To show others I belong to you?’

‘Mm, yes. But no.’

Another night with her Dominus. And not a fun one.

He’d bound her wrists, her legs, and even blindfolded her then poked her with a needle for two hours. After the tenth poke, she figured out he was giving her a tattoo! At one point she cried, not because of the pain but the things he’d said to her.

‘This won’t come off. It won’t slip away. Neither will I...’

‘You’ll know me through this. You’ll feel me in it, even when I’m not here...’

‘Every touch, every brush of your fingers over it—it’s me. Always me…’

When it was done, he untied her but didn’t remove her blindfold. She wasn’t allowed to look till the next day. Then he carried her to his bed, only giving her delicate kisses all over her face while his fingers stroked and petted all the non-sexual spots on her. When she realized he wasn’t going to do anything sexual, she surrendered to the heavenly feeling of him adoring her, then gave in to the warm sleep that followed.

She eyed the crack in the bathroom door when the giggly group finally left, nearly dropping the phone when it buzzed.

Her finger raced to the button then froze right over it, shaking with her insides. She swiped quickly and read.

Tonight, I will feed you. But what I give you will be more than food.

She suddenly gasped, quickly going over all the texts again.

Read and write

Wear the perfume

Wear the bracelet

Listen

And tonight was food.

She suddenly gasped. The five senses! Sight, scent, touch, sound and taste!

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