Page 26 of Cruel Master

“No.” She shook her head. “Gaven, I’m not doing it.”

“It wasn’t a request,” I replied calmly as I held the package up. “We can either do this the hard way or the easy way. I assure you, it will all go much smoother if you simply give in.”

“I can do it myself,” she said, her face flushing as her eyes followed the package in my hand.

I shook my head. “You don’t get to make that decision,” I said.

“Gaven…” I should have punished her for her continued use of my name, but it was hard not to like the sound of it on her lips. In fact, I wanted to hear it more. I wanted to hear her scream it. “Please, it’s humiliating. I’ve been good. I haven’t tried to escape. I’ve eaten everything I’ve been given. Please, if you insist, I’ll do it, but don’t make me—”

Her little attempts at taking back control were amusing, but I wouldn’t give in on this and she needed to know that. I gestured to the bathroom. “Come on now, love,” I said. “If you’re good for this, perhaps, I’ll give you a reward.”

“Will you let me out of this God-forsaken room?” she asked, eyeing the package before swapping to my face.

I arched a brow as she chewed on her lower lip. I already knew the answer to that. I had plans for her later this week, plans that would give her a bit more freedom than she was used to. If she took it as her reward, who was I to tell her otherwise?

“Perhaps,” I hedged.

Her teeth sank deeper into her lower lip as her eyes danced from the package to my face and back again. Finally, she turned. Her shoulders slumped as she made her way into the bathroom and I knew I would have to come up with a better reward for such a good girl.

“Go to the sink and bend over,” I ordered, watching her hips sway as she followed my commands.

Casting a look back at me, Angel complied. Her head dipped in front of the mirror as she bent over the sink and grabbed either side of the marble countertop. The sight of her rounded ass positioned out and tilted up in my direction made my insides churn with desire. I inhaled sharply and approached.

My fingers clenched around the package and I carefully set it down on the counter next to her before smoothing the flat of my palm over my wife’s ass. “You’ve been behaving so well lately,” I murmured as I reached between her cheeks and twisted the pear inserted into her tiny little hole.

The sound of her breath hitching echoed throughout the smooth walls of the bathroom’s interior. It was like music to my fucking ears. I closed my eyes and relished in it before finishing the task of twisting the pear completely so that it closed on the inside and allowed me to pull it free.

A low moan rumbled up her throat, deeper than her natural voice, and the sound shot straight to my dick as I slowly worked the smooth metal pear back and forth. I eased it out of her hole, listening to her keen and whimper as it stretched the tight ring of muscles back open. Finally, after several long seconds, it popped free and she sagged against the counter with another sigh—this one of relief.

Beginners often found the pear of anguish difficult to take, but I’d been kind enough to find one that was smaller than average. Though I was sure to my Angel, it probably hadn’t felt like a kindness. Still, I enjoyed getting creative with my punishments for her. Deep down, I think she enjoyed it too.

I stroked her ass, cupping the mounds as I pulled her cheeks apart and stared down at her slightly open hole. “I bet it was uncomfortable to sleep in that,” I said.

“No fucking kidding,” she huffed.

A chuckle was drawn out of me at that. Rarely did I find amusement in anything, but this was why she was perfect for me. No matter how much I pushed her to the limits, Angel managed to overcome them each and every time. The day her father had offered her hand to me in marriage was the luckiest goddamn day of my life and she didn’t even know it. What had started as nothing more than a tool to achieve my wildest dreams had strangely become something that I struggled day in and day out without.

Her. My wife. Angel.

“It’ll be worth it in the end,” I assured her, moving a finger down closer to her hole. I circled it and she tightened all over again. “When I fuck this tight virgin ass of yours, you’ll thank me for stretching you out first.”

Her breathing hitched again as I played with her hole, rimming it with my finger before putting more pressure on it and sinking one digit deep. Dirty blonde hair slid over her back as her head popped up and she whimpered. There were filthy fucking noises that escaped her throat, but no resistance. Yes, she was getting used to this, just as I’d wanted.

I pushed a second finger into her ass and scissored them apart, causing her insides to tighten and clamp down around me as she expelled a harsh noise. Her hips shifted against me, feet moving restlessly. Laying one hand firmly at the small of her back, I held her in place and thrust my fingers into her asshole.

In the mirror, with Angel’s face craning back, I could see the flash of white teeth as she gritted them and bore down on my fingers. Pain morphed into pleasure and surprise then, ultimately, shame. A pretty pink flush moved up her cheeks and her lips parted as she moaned low and long.

“That’s it, baby,” I urged. “You’re taking my fingers so well. You know what comes next.”

Her head dipped once more and her face was hidden from view as I pulled my fingers free and then moved to the side to wash my hands before picking up the package from earlier and ripping it open. The contents spilled out across the counter, making her jump slightly where she stood, still bent over, but she didn’t lift her head. I smiled. What a nervous little girl.

Removing the small tube that came with the supplies. I snapped on the provided gloves and lubricated the end well before finishing the preparations. A moment later, I returned to Angel.

“Reach back,” I ordered. “Hold yourself open for me.”

“Do we really have to do this?” she whined.

I didn’t speak and instead answered her by delivering a sharp slap to the side of her thigh. She yelped and immediately jumped back, her hand snagging on one asscheek and dragging it open for me.

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