Page 159 of Ashes of Sin and Stardust

She watched the screen and seemed to breathe calmer and deeper as I wrapped the ropes around her chest. “You enjoy the ropes, don’t you?”

“It feels like I’m back inside my body. Like I can breathe again.”

I kissed her shoulder, enjoying the scent of her skin and the feeling of her blood pulsing under the vein near her neck. “You taste good.”

“You still haven’t let me come.”

“Oh... you want to come, hmm?”

She nodded and looked back at me. “Yes, Sir.”

I paused the movie and pulled her tighter against me. “You’re going to have to ask better than that.”

“Please,” she whispered. “Please, Sir? I feel confused and dizzy, like I’m going to explode.”

I turned her around and pulled her into my lap, her legs spread on either side of mine. I buried one hand in her hair and forced her to look at me, and the other hand I let stray to her nipple, where I played with it, tugging gently on the ring.

“Do you want pain, or pleasure?”

“Both. I want everything. I’ll take everything you have.”

“What if I decide you get nothing?” I tightened my grip in her hair. Her eyes flew wide and she whimpered a little.

“But... but you like me!”

“Yeah. And I like seeing you cry. And I like seeing you fuss. And I like seeing you under my control. So maybe I want you to just sit there and burn for me.”

She stuttered and stammered, frustrated and angry, staring at me with her big pleading eyes all glossy from unshed tears.

“You big fat jerk,” she spat, looking like an angry wild animal. A baby animal, but still wild.

“If you’re going to call me names and insult me, I’m going to punish that mouth.”

“Bet, asshole.” She stuck her tongue out for just an instant.

I was going to try to keep it on the low side of things so she didn’t completely hate me this early in our dynamic, but she had this horrible way of pissing me off and getting under my skin.Fine, you demon child. You want the beast? You’ll have to deal with him.

With one hand, I gripped her chin, squeezing her jaw hard. “Open your dirty fucking mouth,” I growled, and pried her mouth open, spitting in her mouth.

The little monstermoaned. Her eyelids fluttered and her cheeks flushed.

“God, you are such a pretty little whore, aren’t you,” I laughed, holding her face in place so she had no choice but to look at me. “You like being my bitch? You like being my little toy?”

She tried to speak, but I still had her jaw pried open. “Fuck!– stop squirming and sit still.” I spat on her tongue, a large glob this time, and she panted as I pulled away. “Now you’re going to shut your mouth and hold onto that. Don’t swallow until I tell you to. If you can do that, I’ll give you a fucking orgasm.”

Her eyes widened as I put both my hands on her knees, jerking them wide open. Pitiful little sounds escaped her as I ran my fingers up and down her legs, letting my nails gently scratch her skin. I was rock hard and throbbing at the cute little sounds and the desperation in her face.Not such a brat now, are you, sweetheart?

I continued teasing and scraping at her thighs with one hand, and with the other I tweaked her nipple, softly first, then harshly pinching and twisting it. Little pain slut could barely contain herself, she was crying and attempting to keep her mouth shut around the wad of spit on her tongue. Her chin was tilted up, trying not to let her mouth spill open with the saliva that had most definitely flooded her mouth.

“Mmm, Mmm!” she whined, pointing to her mouth.

“Oh, you want to be allowed to swallow?”

“Mh-hm!”

“I bet your mouth is full of your drool now, isn’t it? Starting to drip down your throat?” Her eyes widened and she struggled not to choke.

“Starting to tickle a little?” I smirked.

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