Chapter 3

I expected him to slide in, but he gripped me tightly and said, “No. you are too precious for me to do this here. I’m not sharing that part of you with anyone.” And he lifted me by the hips, standing up while I tried grinding my hips into his for some friction.

The club had special rooms, mostly for the executives, so as we entered a dark suite, I knew this man was one of the big shots here. But I could recognize most of the executives and not him from years of working with Jay.

The room lit up and I gasped.

Cuffs, whips, gags, arranged perfectly on the bed. I knew what I was getting into the minute I walked up to him, and instead of panicking at the sight of bdsm tools, I was eager to be devoured by this man.

His eyes found mine one more time. “It’s not too late to back out, baby girl. I can see you are innocent. This may be too much for you.”

I leaned towards his ear and sucked lightly on his earlobe, feeling his fingers tease my slit lightly and I moaned, wanting more.

“I can handle it.” I whispered, pulling away and looking him in the eye. “Ruin me.”

That flipped a switch in his mind as his eyes filled with desire, and he nodded.

“Remember, Angel. The safe word is red. And from now, it’s ruin me master.”

I bit my lip while looking him in the eye. “Yes master.”

Then he walked to the bed and placed me on it.

“Strip.” He commanded as he placed the tools on the edge of the bed.

The alcohol was beginning to wear off, but the need was more than ever. I was being powered with lust, and slowly as I shimmered out of the dress I wore, I felt his eyes trail every part of my body.

I had ample breasts. Not all big, but a palm full. His gaze trailed down my perky nipples, and I shivered from need as I rubbed my thighs together, tempted to get some relief from my fingers.

His eyes trailed to my waist, then to my full hips, before dipping to my pussy, and I felt a little self conscious he may see the tear slipping down my thighs.

My pussy was well shaved, I hated hair. Because Ryan used to love hair. Everything I was now was against everything he wanted.

Master swallowed, and his Adam’s apple bobbed with hunger, matching the primal one in his eyes. He gestured to the bed. “Lay down and put your hands above your head.”

I did as he told, and he watched me, the air thick with tension as I placed both hands above my head, watching him as he gazed at my nipples as they pointed above.

Then still completely suited, he pulled out the cuffs, and held my hands together, placing them on.

He looked into my eyes. “Remember the safe word.”

I nodded as he made sure the cuffs were secure and he walked to the edge of the bed, slowly as anticipation killed me.

“Widen your legs.”

Not even after a second I widened them, and watched as his eyes hungrily devoured my wetness.

“You are so needy aren’t you?” He picked up the whip from the stand and I shivered.

“Yes master.” I whispered. “I’m really wet for you.”

He chuckled darkly. “I know baby.”

Then the whip landed on my slit and I squeled as delight and pain rushed through me, causing me to rub my thighs together feeling the best pleasure.

But he tsked. “Did I tell you to close your thighs?”

Then the whip landed on my ass again, but I closed my thighs this time around not wanting to offend him. I tried rubbing my nipples on the bed softly, just for a semblance of pleasure but my whole body wanted his hands on me.

He palmed my ass, then I moaned as I felt a finger slip into me.

“Hmm.” I hummed as I felt pleasure and I met with his fingers and he let out a shaky breath .

“The things I want to do to you…” he whispered, slipping his fingers away from my aching pussy, causing me to beg.

“Master please.” The teasing was driving me crazy and I wasn’t getting any relief. I needed more. The juices spilling out of me were enough proof.

A chuckle left his lips and I shivered from how sexy anything was coming from him. “Please what, my little slut?”

Fuck. I cursed in my mind. He was making me feral as he teased me with the whip, causing the tip to graze my clit.

“If you don’t say what you want, you wouldn’t get anything.”

I bit my lip hard, trying to gather my thoughts. There was only one thing really.

“I want you to fuck me.”

A chuckle left him, and then a sharp sting followed as the whip landed on my ass again, causing me to cry out and whimper.

“Is that how you say it, slut? You’ve forgotten the rules so quickly.” He rubbed my ass as I cried, going crazy with the need for more.

“Please master. Please fuck me.”

And after those words left my mouth, I felt the tip of his dick graze my slit and I shuddered. I didn’t even realize he pulled his pants already and I wiggled my ass closer to him, giving him access.

“Fuck me as you want master. Destroy me.” I purred, wanting and needing all of him.

“Oh baby, I will.” And he slammed into me without warning.

“Oh fuck!” I cried as pain shot through me for years of abstinence. I was so tight, but thanks to the wetness I felt the pleasure almost immediately.

He grunted as he held my hips, adjusting his length into me, and I moaned as I moved my hips slightly for more friction.

Then I felt his palm on my ass, causing delicious pleasure to shoot up my core, and I wished to pry my hands free to touch my needy nipples.

“You don’t pleasure yourself. That’s my job.” He spanked me again and I cried.

“Got it?”

I nodded, whimpering as I tried to keep still.

His hand wrapped around my hair, and pulled my head backwards. His lips grazed my ear, and i clenched around him.

“Got it, slut?”

“Y-yes master.”

He palmed my ass, then returned it to my waist. “Good.”

Then he slammed into me, causing pleasure to ripple through my whole body. The sounds of my moans echoed through the room as he thrusted into me again, and his hand slipped down to my neck, squeezing as he bit down my neck. His other hand slipped to my clitoris and he thrusted into me, causing me to see stars.

“Oh master!” I cried out as I struggled to meet his hungry thrusts, each one causing his dick to hit against the sweet spots of my walls.

I could feel my orgasm build up. I knew it was going to be the best I ever had.

So he increased the pace, and i clenched hard around him, unable to see or breathe.

“Come for me little slut. Come for your daddy.” His hold on my throat tightened and I screamed as stars exploded in my vision, my orgasm violently shattered and my voice faded into nothing as the best orgasm ever ripped through me.

But he didn’t stop, making me come again. And again, till I couldn’t anymore, then he came, littering my body with bites.

And he pulled out of me, causing what was left of my body to collapse on the bed as I panted hard.

He softly removed my cuffs as I struggled to keep my eyes opened, and then he cleaned me up. I snuggled into the sheets of the bed, and the last thing I saw was him joining me on the bed.