Page 309 of Ashes of Sin and Stardust

“You pathetic little toy. What do you need to do to get what you want?”

She bit her lip.

“Go on, tell me. You know I can’t say it.”

She closed her eyes. “I need to be good.”

“You need to be a...”

Her eyes crinkled up and then she forced them open. “A good girl. I need to be a good girl.”

“Yes, baby. That’s right. You can do that for me, can’t you?”

She hiccupped and cried, staring up at me. “Yeah. But...” it was just a whisper, but she quietly said, “only for you, okay?”

I felt my face break into a wide smile, and a warmth explode in my heart that I hadn’t felt in a long time. I leaned forward and kissed her lips, her neck, her cheeks, and that soft spot right behind her ear. “Okay baby. Only for me.”

“Sir, please... bite me again... while I write?”

I couldn’t have said no to that if I’d wanted to. I let my teeth graze her skin, trailing down her neck and biting into her collarbone and her shoulder, then pulling down her shirt and nipping at her breasts.

She continued to struggle through her lines as I bit her chest, her neck, her tits, her belly, her thighs, her hips, and the tender delicate skin between her inner thighs and her pussy. She was sobbing and leaking all over my face by the time she finished, throwing the pen aside and grabbing her notebook, with her free hand to show me.

She dropped it in the process, and I laughed at her, picking it back up and inspecting her lines. Across the page, getting messier and messier as they neared the end, she’d written,I belong to Reuben Weston. I belong to Reuben Weston. I belong to Reuben Weston.

“Oh, baby, some of these are kind of hard to read–”

“Reuben Weston, I swear to fuck–”

“Okay. Okay. I’ll accept it. But I expect you to be an angel tomorrow, understand?”

“Yes Sir!”

Before I closed it, one of the pages slipped from my thumb and fell to a different page. I briefly saw she had written some lines on her own. Just a few, maybe six or seven, but I hadn’t assigned them to her. She’d written them on her own. Across the page, was written,He won’t hurt me. He won’t hurt me. He won’t hurt me.

“Well, little bug... I think it’s time for that last ruin, and your relief, don’t you think?

She writhed on the chair. “Will you be mean to me?”

“So, so mean.”

She let her head fall back and stared up at me in eagerness.

I’ll show you just how much I love you, little monster girl.I unbound her and pulled her up over my shoulder. She struggled and squirmed, and I spanked her ass and tickled the bottom of her foot until she nearly fell off me.

I didn’t have quite the same setup in this house as I did the other one, but one thing I did have was my bondage wall. It was simply a section of the wall covered in thick wooden beams, with plenty of places to mount whatever I felt so inclined. And today, I was mounting Alice.

“This is going to take some setup,” I warned her, setting her down and pushing her against the wall. I forced her to look me in the eye. “And you’ll need tolet merig you up, because if you struggle, you could get legitimately injured. Understand?”

“So you’re telling me to be good?” She glared at me, a challenge in her eyes.

“Are you trying to coerce me to use your triggers? Because if you want to go back to me using those on you, I would be honored. But I don’t want you to have another breakdown like the one you had before.”

She bit her lip, looked away, and refused to answer.

“You want to renegotiate, you do it when your head is on straight, and you’ve made a decision. I’m not going to drop you without your consent, Alice. You know that.”

She squeezed her eyes shut and covered her face with her hands, looking for a moment in complete despair.

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