Page 6 of Blinded By The Sun
King
Someone walks me back into my room and I’m told to shower.
In the shower, I sniffle because this isn’t what I wanted. This is worse. How the hell did I find myself in this predicament?
“The fuck are you sniffling for?” I jump at Ciro’s voice.
I turn to face him, and he’s naked as the day he was born. He opens the glass door and steps into the shower with me. I move back, not sure if he changed his mind about me dying. “I’ll do anything, I don’t want to die!” I exclaim.
Ciro scoffs. “Yeah? Anything?” He taunts.
“Yes, yes, sir.” I say, keeping my eyes down.
“Wash the blood off my body and do it in silence. Don’t talk unless I ask you something.” He grunts.
I reach out for the loofah and the body wash that I spot from the corner of my eye. I squirt some body wash on the loofah and just as I’m about to touch his body, Ciro grabs my jaw and makes me look up at him. “When I tell you something, you answer me.”
I blink. “What?”
“What?” He mocks me. “If you keep defying my order, then put some oomph in your fucking tone. You must want to learn what kind of punishment I can unleash.”
“I’m sorry, sir.” I say. I really am. Sorry that I didn’t shoot my fucking brains out or run away when I should have.
“Show me how sorry you are,” he counters. “Make me cum with a hand job and I’ll let you sit on your ass tonight without you flinching. I might even apply some cream on it.”
“I,” I start, and his glare makes me shut my mouth. “Yes, sir.” I whisper.
I drop the loofah, taking advantage of the suds in my hands. I reach out and grab his dick. I haven’t been working for my uncle even though I’ve been exposed to all the other girls there, so I don’t know if I can do this. I don’t think I can. I don’t know how to manipulate a man into ejaculating. “Please forgive me,” I beg as I stroke him.
I do it softly and slowly. “What the fuck are you doing!” Ciro hisses.
“I, I don’t know how to give a hand job, sir.” I admit.
He lets go of my mouth and turns me around. He places my palms on the shower wall as the water sprays me. I take a deep breath bracing myself for him to enter me out of punishment, but I’m shocked as a hand slams down on my ass cheek. I gasp loudly. I don’t get a chance to grasp the situation as he does it again. It hurts like hell. I’ve never been spanked before. Ciro is heavy-handed and this time, he slaps in between my legs. I throw my head back, lifting to my toes at the bundle of nerves that explode in my body. He does it again and then shoves two fingers inside of me. He pumps as I get wetter along with the water. I moan, throwing my head back and I ride the wave of how intense this is. The orgasm that’s snatched out of me makes me scream out and sob. Sort of like a gurgle sound, as if I’m choking on something.
Ciro slips his fingers out of me and spins me around by my hair. “Open!” He commands. I open my mouth and he sticks his fingers in my mouth. I suck on them and then he pulls them out after a minute. I breathe hard, not sure what is going on and then Ciro kisses me hard. He sucks on my tongue like I just sucked on his fingers. His fingers rub my clit this time and I’m trembling. I try to hold on tight, but he shakes my touch off him. My breathing grows heavy and before I know it, I’m cuming again.This is too much.He mixes my juices with his fingers then he lets go of me roughly. I slam into the shower tile. I slowly slip to the shower floor and Ciro keeps his eyes on me as he sucks his fingers into his mouth this time.
He looks like a demon sent from hell, or maybe he’s an evil angel if that makes sense. He glares at me and then he removes his fingers from his mouth. He begins taking a shower and completely ignoring me in the corner of the shower, but how can I ignore a man like Ciro Sarkozy?
