Page 77 of Captivated By Danger

He held it toward me. “You wanna hit, Babygirl?”

Reluctantly, I took it. Growing up, weed was always known as thedevil’s lettuce.My mom and Grams preached how weed could ruin my life and I’d go to jail if I even smelled like it in public. All of that went out the window when I found out that my dad smoked weed with his buddies down at the pool hall. I never said anything until the first time I’d tried it and gotten caught. I never tried it again until I was deep in my depression.

I dragged it for a couple seconds before inhaling deep and blowing a long stream of smoke toward him.

“Yeahhh, I’m fucking with you, Ms. Greysen.”

Smiling, I pulled on it again before handing it back to him. The way I could feel the effects already let me know that I was probably going to get higher.

“See. My pet here has been a bad girl today,”a male’s voice crackled through the speaker in the room.

Looking at the cage, he’d yanked her chain, dragging her to X-shaped wooden boards.

“Up,”he commanded her, and she immediately stood to her feet.

He guided her to where he wanted her, and tied her arms and legs to the boards, ass first. The view of her brown ass made a lump form in my throat. He pulled a paddle from his pocket and I realized it was made almost like Diesel’s, but his was black and covered in duct tape.

“What did I say would happen if you got out of line again?”

I guess it took her too long because he reared his arm back and slapped her ass with so much force, making her yelp out. My thighs clenched because suddenly I was back in the restaurant and then in the backseat of his truck. I’d never been so turned on by anything so painful.

“I’m sorry, Master,” her tiny voice trembled.

“Shut-up, Slut!”

He swatted her again and a moan slipped from my lips. His voice was deep like Diesel’s, but not more commanding. I could hear Diesel’s voice calling me a slut, and it made me shift in my seat. When I reached for my water, Diesel was staring me down, instantly making me nervous. My face was so hot. Picking up the glass, I pressed it against my face, not caring if I was messing up my makeup.

“Are you okay, Ms. Greysen?”

I nodded my head. The sound of the swat and her scream made me jump again. My pussy was throbbing.

He pulled on his blunt before putting it out. He stood and took a sip of his drink before he came and stood between my legs. Because I was eye-level with his chest, I wanted to touch it. This man’s body was built so beautiful.

Grabbing my chin, he pulled my head up toward him. He closed his eyes, shaking his head slightly.

“You and these pretty little innocent eyes, Ms. Greysen.”

“Tell me what you want.”

I swallowed.

“Slut!”

No words could form. Using his free hand, he rubbed his hand up my thigh, cupping my pussy. She was so hot and ready for him that my legs automatically spread even more, giving him and those thick ass fingers more access. He pushed his thumb in my mouth, massaging my tongue with the pad of his thumb. My pussy clenched.

“Yes. Suck me in.” He pushed two fingers inside of me.

Spreading my legs even more caused my dress to rise over my ass. While he fingered me slowly, he’d removed his thumb and replaced them with his two fingers, nearly touching my tonsils.

I gagged, so he moved his fingers back a little bit, but kept them in my mouth pressing on my tongue.

“Oh yeah, you’re gonna gag good on this dick, Ms. Greysen.”

I inhaled.

“Yes. Yes, that’s my favorite sound. Right up there with the sound of wet pussy.”

I blinked slowly.

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