91 - EMMA / JEREMIAH

EMMA

I wake to the spreading of tingles and pleasure. I can’t stop the soft moan that leaves my lips. I tense a little as I realise that the Master’s hands are already on my bare skin and he slides them into the top of my panties. I tense more as I feel his hardness pressed up against my arse. He kisses along the side of my neck until he reaches my ear and whispers,

“Good evening, my pet. Relax. I will not hurt you.”

I am sure he is getting tired of saying that he won't hurt me, but I can’t help it. Even though the Master’s touch has been nothing but gentle for the most part, all I can feel once the fear takes hold is Norman's cruel hands and what he would do with them.

I can’t find my voice yet but try to do as he says and as I relax, the tingles and pleasure return until I feel the scrape and then the sting of his fangs entering the skin on my neck. I scream as pain and terror flood me once again. He tightens his arms around me, but that only adds to what I am already feeling. I the