Page 30 of Bound in Sacrifice

She can’t believe what I said. Not because I said it, but because it’s an actual fear of hers.

“You deserve excitement, pleasure, happiness. I can help you achieve all of those things. I know how independent you are. That is one of the things that I admire the fuck out of about you, Rosabelle. But that doesn’t mean that you can’t let go and have someone else catch you from time to time.”

She looks at me as she’s deep in thought. I would give anything to know what she’s thinking.

“Are you a virgin?”

I wait for her eyes to go wide as usual when I ask her a personal question, but they don’t. It’s as if she’s exhausted from trying to hide herself from me.

About fucking time.

“No, Sir.”

“How many guys have you let in between your sexy legs, little lamb?”

“One, Sir,” I wasn’t expecting her list of sexual partners to be long, but hearing that she’s only been with one other person is a relief. However, her answer is laced with contempt and I want to know why, but now’s not the time for that.

“Did he make you feel good? Was he able to make you orgasm?”

This one she doesn’t answer. Instead, she looks away as if she’s ashamed of something.

“Eyes on me,” I command.

She brings her eyes back to mine and I shoot her a look that lets her know I am waiting for an answer.

“No, Sir.”

If her last response was laced with contempt, this one is laced with arsenic. Another red-flag on this guy; I’m going to destroy him. I move on quickly, so she doesn’t dwell on that last question.

“Have you ever touched yourself before, like you wanted to do a moment ago?”

“Yes, Sir.”

I can see her squeeze her legs together slightly. She’s beginning to get turned on again.

“Have you ever given yourself an orgasm?

“No, Sir.”

“You’veneverhad an orgasm?”

“No! Sir.”

“There is nothing wrong with that, don’t take my question negatively. Trust me, it’s ahugeturn on knowing that no other random fuckboy has achieved what I’ll be able to.”

She blushes at my promise.

And itisa promise, little lamb. I’m going to make you come so hard you’re not going to know which way is up.

“You said you liked how Master Luca took Paige over his knee and spanked her. You liked how he made her moan with pleasure. You’re thinking about it, picturing it happening all over again, aren’t you?

“Yes, Sir.”

“Do you still want to touch yourself?”

“Yes and no, Sir.”

“Explain it for me. Tell me what you’re thinking,” I request.

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