Page 156 of Roulette: The Madam

I pulled my head toward the door, demanding she follow me. She was out of her seat and headed down the aisle within seconds. Once we were both on the other side of the cabin, I slid the door toward the right, closing us inside. With a single twist of the handle, I locked the door.

By the time I turned around, Roulette was already out of my garment and sitting on the bed, marinating the sheets in her juices. I rounded the bed and pulled the cuffs away from the rail while grabbing her right arm.

She watched silently as I cuffed her wrist and made my way to the other side of the bed. I repeated the same steps with her left hand. Her back pressed against the pillows. With both of her hands restricted, she grew concerned.

“Israel?”

“What?”

I hated how beautiful she was. I hated how much I’d missed her every second I was gone. And, I hated I hadn’t answered her call when she tried contacting me. I was in prayer with my father, and by the time I returned to my cell, there were several missed calls after hers.

I never noticed she was on the list of missed calls because her contact was a row of red hearts. The alarming red around names and numbers that let me know I’d missed a call didn’t show up for her contact.

“We didn’t– I didn’t have– I went to sleep,” she explained.

“Cause you knew better,” I scolded. “Now shut the fuck up, Princess.”

I stuffed her mouth with a towel from the duffel on the side of the bed. Her pebbled nipples peaked from the cool air. I restrained them both.

“Ahhh fuck.”

The red nipple clamps tightened as I twisted them on the side, not stopping until Roulette was squirming uncontrollably.

“Urgh.”

Her arousal was obnoxious. It scented the air. It flared my nostrils. It hardened my dick.

The red rose I removed from the bag made Roulette whimper and it hadn’t even touched her yet.

“My intentions were to take you on a date when I got back. Feed you well. Get some drinks in your system. And, then take you to the highest point of Clarke to unleash all the pent up stress you’ve been dealing with trying to secure that fuckingland, taking on my shit so gracefully, and becoming something to Malaya that she truly needed.

“But, we didn’t get through the weekend, Princess. We didn’t even get through Saturday before you were showing your whole ass. Quite literally. So, this is going to go much differently than I imagined. All of these fun things I’ve purchased won’t be so much fun once we’re finished.”

I powered on the device and pressed it against her pussy. Her body lifted from the bed. Her eyes closed. And, animalistic sounds left her throat. I pushed the power button again, intensifying the vibration.

She was a control freak. Stripping her of control would cripple her. Yet, it would make for the best release. She needed to understand that she could relinquish control in my presence. I’d make sure she was good each and every time. She was the priority. Her satisfaction. Her comfort. Her desires.

“Mmm Mmmmmmmm!”

Roulette’s limbs stiffened as she grinded her hips against the vibration, finally giving into her fate. Her eyebrows lowered. So did her eyelids. Through hooded eyes, she looked down at me, pleading to be freed. I lacked remorse. Instead of freeing her, I pressed the power button again.

Her eyes widened, but her hips never stopped moving. Tears slid down the sides of her face.

“Mmmm,” she cried out. “Mmmmm!”

Her pipes burst as her eyes rolled to the back of her head. Roulette exploded. Her ejaculation covered the rose, my hand, and my arm.

Her body rocked back and forward, reeling from the orgasm. Before she had a chance to recover, I placed it back on her clit.

“Mmmmm!”

My dick felt like dried cement in my pants. It had stiffened to the point of pain. Saving her meant freeing myself. I decidedto give her the break she desperately craved although it was the very last thing I wanted to do.

I loosened my belt and unbuttoned my pants. I pushed them to my ankles and then to the floor. In the mess that Roulette had made, I kneeled. I pushed her legs forward until they touched the headboard.

The prettiest pussy stared back at me in high definition. I tapped my dick against her swollen pearl. She flinched from the torturous blow to her sensitivity.

“Mm.”

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