Page 43 of Fear and Desire

Josh whipped his chair back around to face the computer. “Look!” He jabbed a finger towards the screen.

Dan cringed. Laura was impaled upon the dildo, her eyes locked on Dan’s, struggling to remain still as he commanded. She lost the fight for a moment, a wild panicked look coming into her eyes, but as Dan barked out a command to stay still, she regained control.

“That’s what I’m talking about right there,” Dan growled with disgust. “My damn dick is twitching even now.”

“Look at her cunt.”

Dan tore his eyes away from her face to look down between her legs. They were splayed so far apart that he could view every inch of glistening pink skin.

And his dick wasn’t the only thing that was twitching. Her cunt was spasming, and the juice was dripping down to a puddle on the edge of her seat.

“She’s so turned on, she’s almost having an orgasm, dude.”

Dan turned to Josh, confused. “Then why was she shooting me looks of hatred? She was yelling at me through the gag. She was begging me to let her go!”

“You think she has any idea why she’s feeling this way, too? She’s probably just as confused by her reactions as you are. And, to be honest, how many subs have you had who’ve begged and pleaded while being punished, only to admit later that they were glad you hadn’t stopped? Yes, I know they had safewords, and Laura doesn’t. But were you watching while I punished her a few minutes ago?”

“Yeah. She went from defiant to contrite to thanking you in record time.”

“I don’t know what all this means. I don’t know what’s gonna happen to the two of you after you leave here. You have to face the possibility that she might not want to be with you ever again. But you have little choice. To get her, you, us, out of here alive, this”—he waved at the video on the computer—“is what you have to do.”

Dan leaned back in his chair, his gaze somewhere near the ceiling.

“DeLeo gave you three days to get her to deep throat, so that’s what you’re going to do, no matter what it takes.” Josh picked up the bottle of scotch and poured it down the sink.

He turned back to Dan.

“For fuck’s sake, keeping her alive is the best gift you could ever give her.”

Dan studied his partner for a long moment, then gave a reluctant nod. For now, he had to seal up the huge rip in his heart, and continue being a bastard.

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Laura:

“Swallow!”

Laura’s eyes screwed up tight as she tried to get her body to do something completely illogical. She couldnotget her throat to close around the dildo, and she was seeing spots at the edge of her vision.

She’d spent part of the night staring at the ceiling, trying to sort out her conflicted feelings. Every nerve in her body was alight with a yearning she didn’t understand. She’d been frightened and angry on that machine, but she couldn’t deny the thrill that swept through her each time he demonstrated his absolute authority over her. And when he’d declared thathehad the right to decide when she should breathe, she’d almost had an orgasm, despite her fear.

What the hell was wrong with her?

When Master 2 had come in and she’d defied him, she was strangely glad he’d punished her. The tight knot of confusion, fear, and anger had relaxed, replaced by a calm peace. It made no sense.

A lot of things she was experiencing here made no sense. She was often terrified. Often in pain. The possibility that DeLeo could get his hands on her, despite Dan’s assurances, caused panic to bubble up from deep inside.

And yet, she’d never felt more alive.

Her feelings were more intense. She was aroused and wet all the time. She’d been challenged repeatedly and risen to the challenge. Granted, she wasn’t exactly allowed to fail, but she’d found inside herself a strength she had no idea she owned.

And there was nowhere she was more at peace than when she knelt at Dan’s feet.

“You need to learn to stay on a man’s dick and swallow around it without struggling no matter how long he keeps you there, and we’re going to practice over and over until you can do that, understand? Though it wouldn’t surprise me if Mr. DeLeo enjoyed some resistance.”

A whimper escaped from her mouth, but that was her only protest. As long as he wanted her to do it, she would.

Bythemiddleofthe afternoon, she could swallow almost at will. She was absurdly proud of herself.

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