Chapter 12: His Touch

If that was not enough, his one hand slowly went down to my core. Slowly he cups it, rubbing it up and down. “This is mine, I will always protect what is mine”, he says while stroking my core.

My head goes back while a moan escapes my lips.

Feeling his cold hand on my panties, I felt my wetness beginning to take over. Trying to make sense of this in my mind, my body seems to have another idea. Was it because I almost died or was I bewitched by the body of a Greek god just wanting to feel what I craved? My mind was a moaning mess and could not think straight. Still trying to comprehend what is happening, he says

“I am going to put my finger where you need it the most. I am going to own your body. You will submit to me and me alone.”

“You will call me Master and I will give you the pleasure your body craves.”

With that, he shifts my panties to one side and slits a finger on my clit. That was the last straw, my mind finally losing the last bit to think and my body took over with ful