Page 62 of Captivated By Danger

Wanting to feel her wetness against my skin, I stuck my hand down in her leggings, cupping her pussy. I massaged her pussy letting my pinky glide inside near her hole. She writhed under me.

“Why should I let you cum, huh?” I rubbed her slowly.

She’s getting wetter. Fuck!

“I’ve… I’ve been a good girl, Sir.”

Every time it rolled off her tongue, I had to pause.

“Ha. You’ve been a good girl? How so? You’ve gotten two spankings in the last two days.”

“I’m sorry, Sir.”

“You’re sorry?”

I slipped my pinky in her hole, making her gasp. Her pussy was already suctioning me in.

“Yes. Yes, Sir.”

When she blinked, her eyes filled with water.

I traded my pinky with my ring finger.

“Shit, you’re so fucking wet.”

Her insides were so warm, inviting, and fucking tight, even though she was very relaxed for me. Finding her eyes, she was already staring upside my head, waiting for my next move. When she clenched her muscles, I removed my fingers.

“What… what I do, Sir?”

When I pulled my hand from her pants, she shrieked, “What! Why?”

I slid my finger from under the band, letting the ball fall back in its place. When I fell back in my seat, she started humming out what I assumed to be expletives. She was pissed as fuck, but I couldn’t let her know that I’d nearly nutted on myself. She’d already used my own manual against me. There was no fucking way I’d give her something else to use against me, at least not before she completely submitted to me.

“Hmm. Hmmmmm.”

“Ms. Greysen, I am going to pretend like I can’t make out what you’re saying because if I get up again, it will be for my paddle.”

Her eyes lowered a little, and I saw her swallow.

“Good.”

We had a staring contest before she rolled her eyes toward the window. It was something about those eyes that were going to get both me and her in trouble. That was just the eyes. That tight pussy and her high tolerance for pain was going to have me fucking crazy if I could barely contain myself at the clench of her muscles around my fingers. After our first scene, I’d be back to normal.

Hours Later…

“Oh!” the flight attendant gasped when she’d come to the back to see Greysen bound and gagged.

She’d turned around before I could tell her that we didn’t need anything. The whole plane ride Greysen sat bound and gagged, making sure to roll her eyes at me every time I looked at her. After the pilot announced that we were getting ready to land, I stood and released her wrists first and then her mouth.

“I trust that you’ve learned that there will be no back talk.”

She nodded her head while massaging her mouth.

“What? I can’t hear you.”

“Do you want me to talk or not?” When she noticed my facial expression, she looked down and then back at me. “Respectfully, Sir.”

I nodded my head. “Yeah. You are asking for it, Ms. Greysen.”

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