Page 112 of Twisted Bonds
Ryan's breathing becomes shallow as she slowly opens up for us. Dom and Eve are on the other side of the table and can't see, but Beau has a perfect view. He licks his lips as he stares at what I know is there.
"Make our girl feel good, Son."
"What? Right here?"Beau looks around, but nobody is even looking in our direction; they're too busy doing their own thing.
"Yes, right here. Make her come hard as she sits on my lap,"I order while my hand comes up and massages her breast as I ask her, "Is that okay, pretty girl?"
Ryan rests her head on my shoulder, arching her back to get closer to my hand. "Yes, Daddy, he can make me come."
"See,"I tell my son. "She's now in the right head space and will be the perfect submissive for us."
He screws up his face. "I'm not going to use her like that."
"That's not what I mean, Beau. She is completely aware of what's going on. A submissive enters an altered psychological state when they go into scenes. They go from their everyday reality into a state where they can lose themselves in a scene. When she's in this state, I must watch her carefully. Too much, and she can enter what's called a sub drop, whether it happens right away, in a few hours, or even in a few days. Ryan is just settling into it, so she is far from hitting it."
"Beau,"Ryan whispers his name.
"Yeah, baby?"
"Please, touch me…"
"Seriously? You want me to get you off right here?"
Ryan nods and bites her lip.
"Now, pretty girl, like with you, we don't make anyone do anything they don't want to do."
"Yes, Daddy."
I see the hesitation in my son's eyes and tap Ryan's legs. "Close your legs; we will go to a private room soon."
"No!"Beau says quickly, "I'll try it if that's what Ryan wants."
"I do, Beau."
"Okay, baby, then open back up for me."He glances over at my cousin, but they aren't paying any attention to us as they are doing their own thing.
I watch as Beau slides his hands up Ryan's thighs, pushing her dress high so her panties show. My son's breath hitches, and I know it's becauseof the wet spot he can now see. He rubs her over the crotch of her panties before pushing them aside and gliding his finger through her slick folds.
"She's so fucking wet,"he states.
"Our girl always is."I grin and relax back as I watch my son begin to finger fuck my pretty girl.
"Oh, God…yes!"Ryan tries arching, but I hold her down.
"You'regoing to take it like Daddy's good girl,aren't you? You're going to let Beau finger you until you come."
"Yes, Daddy…" she pants.
Beau licks his lips, lust blazing in his eyes as he works his fingers into Ryan. He bites his lip and scoots in a little closer. "Damn, baby…you look so unbelievably hot like this. Is this what you really like, to be fingerbanged in a club full of people? That's so naughty, but I'll give you what you want."
"Yes, son, show her who owns her right now. Give her what she needs because she will return the favor in a little bit."
"Uh…please!"
Since Beau has control of her lower half, I reach up and tweak her nipple with one hand and entangle my other hand in her hair. As a show of dominance, I yank her head to the side and urge, "Show Daddy you can be a good girl and come for my son."
Beau leans in and begins flicking his tongue back and forth over her clit. Ryan wants so bad to grind against him, but she can't move. This fact turns me on so much; pleasuring your woman when she can’t move, knowing that its pure torture for her and that she loves every fucking bit of it.
