Page 127 of Devil's Bargain

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Rick.

She’s sleeping. It’s only just gone seven in the morning. We have school in a couple of hours, but I enjoy watching her sleep in my bed for now. I feel bad for leaving her covered in my cum, but I’m not going to lie—seeing it has me rock hard this morning. Maybe that makes me a dick, but she likes this darker side of me.

Her phone blew up after I sent the video to Jared last night. I looked through her old messages and found out he’s threatening to ruin my scholarship if she doesn’t do as he says. Well, fuck him! I plan on sending him some more material this morning as soon as miss sleepyhead wakes up.

“Hey,” I whisper when she finally opens her eyes. The blood on her wrists has long since dried.

She rolls her head and looks at me for a long minute, her pretty eyes flicking between mine. “Hey...”

“Wait here!” I get off the bed and walk out, leaving her tied to the frame. My parents are away this week, so the house is silent as I go downstairs. Our cleaner is not due until later.

I fill a bucket with warm water and get a washcloth. When I return upstairs, she’s looking out the window, watching the clouds move across the sky. At the sound of my footsteps, she turns her head. “Are you going to untie me?”

I wet the cloth, wring it out, and wipe the cum off her face. “Are you going back to him?”

“I don’t want to.”

But you have no choice. I know. I saw the messages.

I clean around her mouth, then move on to her wrists. “You don’t have to worry about my scholarship.”

She winces as I wipe off the blood.

“You’re not seeing him again!”

She watches me but doesn’t reply.

“Do you hear me?” When she doesn’t answer, I wrap my fingers around her throat and lean in close, whispering against her lips, “Answer me!”

“I’m not seeing him again.”

We both know that she’s lying. She’s too good to let me lose my scholarship because of her.

“I’ll punish you if you do!”

She whimpers with need, pressing her thighs together beneath the blanket. She was shivering in the night, so I put it on her.

I place the bucket of water and the cloth on the floor and pick up her phone off the nightstand. Her inbox is full. The fucker won’t leave her alone.

I lie down on the bed and hold the phone up in front of her to unlock it. Her eyes are glassy with tears as I press record and yank her t-shirt up, exposing her delicious tits to the morning sun. “Say good morning to Jared, baby!”

“Good morning, dickhead!” she whispers, and those beautiful tears on her lashes finally spillover.

I tweak her nipple. “You’re going to be a very good girl for me this morning, aren’t you?”

“Yes,” she replies, then cries out when I slap her tit hard enough to leave a handprint.

“Where should I fuck her first, Jared? Her pretty mouth?” I insert my fingers into her mouth to demonstrate. I wish he could see me smile behind the camera when she moans and wraps her lips around my fingers.

“Or?” I rip the blanket off and film myself slapping her pussy before grasping my hard shaft and rubbing it through her wet folds. “Her tight little cunt?”

She writhes on the bed and gags on my fingers as I plunge them back inside her mouth. I turn the camera around and treat Jared to my best smile. “How about her ass? Think she would like that?”

As I flip her over on her front, she cries out in pain, the scabs on her wrists opening up again.

I massage her creamy ass. My hand looks huge on the screen as I trace my finger through her pussy juices and work it inside her puckered hole until I’m knuckle deep.

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