wisecreationkid

[wisecreationkid]

"Spread your legs." I opened my eyes slowly and glanced at my husband. "You want me to spread my legs? You want to fuck me?" He smirked. "That's right." I spread my legs and groaned softly, arching my back. He was straddling me and I could feel how hard he was. "Please," I whimpered. "Fuck me."

He leaned down and kissed my neck, licking it lightly before moving on to my shoulder. I gasped when his teeth grazed my skin. "Yes, please, gojo, fuck me." He chuckled, sitting up. "As you wish."

He pushed into me and I let out a moan as he filled me. He was so big that it took some time for him to fit all of himself inside of me. Once he was seated fully inside of me, he stilled and looked at me.

"I love you, Amelia." My eyes watered as I thought about the last time we spoke. I looked away, but he grabbed my chin with his hand and forced me to look at him. "Look at me." He waited until I did.

"I love you, Amelia." He moved his hips slightly, and I gasped from the sensation. "I'm sorry for everything. I didn't mean for it to happen this way." I shook my head. "No, I understand. It's fine. "

He groaned and thrust harder. "It's not fine. None of it is fine." I smiled. "I forgive you." He paused and blinked. "What?" I looked up at him. "I forgive you." He paused. "You forgive me?" I nodded.

"Yes." He kissed me lightly. "How can you forgive me after what I've done?" I shrugged. "Because I know that you're truly sorry and you would never do it again." I felt his cock twitch. "Promise me." He paused.

"What?" I bit my lip. "Promise me that you won't hurt me ever again." I scrunched my nose. "Why would you think that I will? Of course, I wouldn't." He frowned. "But what if I do?" I scoffed.

"I doubt you would." He moved his hips faster and deeper. "Amelia, promise me!" I sighed. "Alright. I promise." He kissed me roughly. "And I will keep that promise."

He started to move even faster and I threw my head back, enjoying the sensations of being fucked by the man who was supposed to protect me. When he came, he roared loudly and held me tight against him.

Then he dropped me like a bag of potatoes and left. When I woke up the next morning, I was covered in sweat and was breathing heavily. I looked around and saw that I was alone. I got up and walked outside.

I needed to clear my mind and see the sun rise. I knew that gojo was gone, but I couldn't help it. I was hoping that this time he wouldn't come back, but then I remembered our vows.

We promised each other that we would always be together and now that we were together, I wanted him to stay with me forever. I sat down and started crying. Why did he have to leave me?

Wasn't I enough for him? But the worst thing was that he came back and I was too scared to speak up because of his threat. So here I was, waiting for him, and every time he came back, I was terrified.

The more I thought about it, the angrier I got. What kind of life was this? Why couldn't I be free? How many years had I spent with this monster? At least ten. And yet I was still here, waiting for him to come back.

I was sick of it. I was tired of being scared all the time. If he ever came back, I was going to say yes and hope that it would be the last time. No more excuses. No more bullshit.

Either we stayed together or he left me for good. I jumped when I heard a door open. I turned around and saw gojo walking towards me. He stopped in front of me and stood there staring at me.

I glared at him and tried to stand up, but he grabbed my arm and pulled me down onto his lap. "Don't move." He growled. "If you try to get up, I will hurt you." I kept my mouth shut.

I knew what he meant. He would hurt me if I tried to escape. I wasn't stupid. I knew what he was capable of. That was why I had been afraid of him for all these years. Suddenly he slapped me hard across the face.

"Get the fuck out of here," he yelled. I rubbed my cheek and stared at him in shock. "Now." He pointed to the road and growled again. "Run." I scrambled off his lap and ran. I didn't dare look back.

All I could think was, 'I hope he doesn't follow me.' I ran and ran and ran. I didn't stop until my legs were numb. I finally reached the end of the road and collapsed on the ground.

A few minutes later, I heard footsteps behind me. I looked over my shoulder and saw that it was gojo. I tried to run again, but he caught me before I could even take a step. "Go away." I whispered. He laughed.

"That's not how it works." He pushed me down and straddled me. "Do you want to play nice or do you want to fight?" I stared at him, wide-eyed. "Fight." I snorted. "And lose." Не smiled. "Exactly."

He hit me across the face and I gasped in pain. I kicked him as hard as I could and screamed. He just smirked and hit me back even harder.

This continued for a while until he finally pinned me down and shoved his hand into my hair. "It's time to play," he said softly. I struggled and fought, but he was too strong.

He ripped my shirt open and took off my pants. I kicked him and bit his hand, but it was useless. Finally, he had me naked and he leaned down to kiss me. I closed my eyes and let myself feel his touch.

It felt good. Too good. I knew that I should resist, but I couldn't help it. I didn't care anymore. After a few minutes, he pulled away and stared at me. "You know I can't let you go, right?" I nodded.

"Then you better start fighting again." He started to stroke himself and I shivered. He took my nipple between his teeth and sucked it so hard, I cried out in pain. He grinned. "This is just the beginning."

He took my other nipple and did the same thing. I moaned and bucked beneath him. He chuckled and moved down to my pussy. He licked me slowly and gently. My body trembled and I gasped in pleasure.

Then he thrust his tongue inside me and I cried out in ecstasy. He fucked me with his tongue and fingers, bringing me closer to the edge. I clawed at him and screamed his name. I didn't care who heard me.

I wanted everyone to hear me scream. I climaxed and collapsed against the grass. He crawled on top of me and began to kiss me. "Mine," he whispered. I shook my head. "No. Please." He shrugged.

"If you won't admit it, then it must be done this way." He kissed me again and shoved his cock inside me. I gasped in pain, but I didn't resist. He moved slowly, allowing me to adjust to his size.

Once I could handle it, he started moving faster. My head swam with lust and desire. I never imagined that it could feel this good. He rode me hard and fast, driving me to the edge again.

I screamed his name and came, and this time, I didn't hold anything back. I climaxed and shook like a leaf in the wind. When I was done, I flopped on my back, completely spent.

He collapsed next to me, still inside me. "You're mine now," he whispered. I tried to speak, but I was too tired. The sun was rising when I woke up. I sat up slowly and looked around. Gojo was gone.

I didn't see any sign of him anywhere. I lay back down and fell asleep again. The next time I woke up, I was lying in bed next to him. He was sleeping soundly. I slid out of bed and went to the bathroom.

I stared at myself in the mirror and tried to make sense of everything. Why did he leave? Why did he have to do that to me? How could he possibly expect me to live with him after that?

And most importantly, what was I going to do about it? As if on cue, the door opened and he walked in. I jumped and turned around, but he just gave me a lazy smile. "Don't worry, I'm not gonna hurt you," he said.

I glared at him. "How can I believe that?" He shrugged. "Because I'm going to let you go tomorrow. I don't want to spend my life being hated by my own wife."

He grabbed his clothes and put them on. I was silent. I didn't know what to say. Finally, he sighed and walked over to me. "Look, I know it was wrong of me to force you like that, but I didn't have a choice. "

I did, " I snapped. "Well, it's done now. Let's just move on, okay? " І glowered at him. " You mean, we're supposed to pretend that nothing happened? " He nodded. "

If you really love me, you will forgive me. " I snorted. " Love you? Seriously? " He smiled at me and shook his head. "Yes, Amelia. You were made for me, and I was made for you. We belong together. " I scoffed."

And how do you know that? " He took a step back and looked at me closely. "Because I saw it in your eyes when I had you, Amelia. I saw it in your heart when you accepted me as your husband. ""

No, " I said flatly. " Don't you get it? I don't want to be married to you. I never wanted to marry anyone, much less some stranger from another country. But I have no choice, do I?

" He shook his head. " There's always a choice. Even if you're taken against your will, there's always a choice. " I rolled my eyes. " Okay, fine. So what's my choice?

Do I stay and be miserable, or do I run away? " He chuckled. " You're not running away from me, Amelia. I would find you wherever you ran. " I gasped. " That's impossible! " Не raised an eyebrow. " Really?

I thought you were smarter than that. It may seem like I'm bluffing, but I'm not. I will find you, and I will bring you back here, whether you like it or not. " I gulped. " How can you be so sure? ""

Because I have no intention of letting you go. " He stepped closer to me. " See, I knew you'd come around eventually. I knew you'd see that I was right all along. You're meant to be mine. "

What makes you think that? " He reached behind me and unfastened my robe. I stared at him, open- mouthed, as he dropped it to the floor. His hands trailed down my sides, making me shiver. "

Because this is what you want. This is what you need. You just haven't realized it yet. " His voice was soft, but it had an underlying tone of command to it. I licked my lips, feeling his words sinking into my soul. "

Maybe, " I breathed. He cupped my breasts and rubbed his thumbs across my nipples, sending shivers of pleasure through me. " Are you wet again? " I nodded mutely. He grinned and lowered his mouth to my neck. "

Mmm, yes. You are. " He licked and sucked, driving me wild with desire. I bucked my hips, trying to get him inside me again, but he was already moving down between my legs. " Please, " I whimpered. "

Please, please, please... " He kissed his way down my stomach and pushed my legs apart with his hands. " I'll give you what you want, Amelia. But only if you do what I say. ""

Anything, " I whispered. He smiled cruelly. " You'll do whatever I tell you, won't you? " " Yes, Master. " I bit my lip, waiting for his response. Не stood up and looked me over slowly. " Good girl, " he purred. "

Now, take off those panties and kneel in front of me. " I reached for the waistband and started to tug it down, but he stopped me. " No, no. Do it slowly. Take your time and enjoy it. " "

Yes, Master, " I said softly. I bent over and slid the material down my thighs. Then, I sat on my heels and waited. He came over and ran his hand down my arm, petting me like a dog."

Good girl, " he repeated. " Now, spread your legs for me. " I did as I was told. He knelt between my legs and started to kiss and lick me. I cried out and arched my back, but he held me down gently. "

Relax, baby, " he said. " Just let yourself go. " I shut my eyes and tried to focus on something else. My breath came out in ragged gasps as he continued to touch me. "

I think you liked that, didn't you? " he asked. I nodded, unable to speak. Well, you're going to like this even more. " He stood up and started to undress himself. I couldn't take my eyes off him. " "

Do it, Amelia, " he commanded. I looked up and met his gaze. "Touch me, " he ordered. I put my hands on him and stroked his length through his pants. He groaned and leaned forward, pushing me down on the bed. "

Open your mouth, " he demanded. I opened my mouth and he thrust his cock inside, filling my mouth and throat. I gagged and fought to breathe, but he held me still. " Swallow, " he commanded. " Swallow every drop.

"He moved his hips, fucking my face harder. I could barely keep up with him, but he wouldn't let me stop. " Come on, baby, " he cooed. " Give me everything you have. " "

Yes, Sir, " I moaned, pulling his balls into my mouth and sucking them hard. He grunted and drove deeper into my throat, coming down my throat. He pulled out and fell to his side, breathing heavily. "

Fuck, that was good, " he said. " I'm glad you're finally seeing things my way. " I swallowed hard and rolled onto my side. " So am I, " I said softly. He took my hand and placed it against his chest. "

Feel how strong I am? " he asked. " Yes, " I " And do you know what I can do with that strength? " He chuckled darkly. " I think you know. " He tightened his grip and brought my hand up to his lips. "

I love you, " he said, placing a tender kiss on my palm. " I know, " I whispered back. He kissed my fingers, one by one, until they were tingling with electricity. "

Will you be mine forever? " he asked. "Yes, " I said. He raised my hand and pressed my palm against his lips again. " Say it, " he demanded. "

I will always be yours, Master. " He squeezed my hand so tightly that I thought he might break it. " Say it, " he growled. " I will always be yours, Master, " I whispered. "

That's better, " he said, letting go of my hand. " Now, come here. " Не grabbed my wrist and dragged me over his lap. " What are we doing now, Sir? " he asked innocently. " I'm not sure, Sir, " I answered. "

Oh, really? " he laughed. " Tell me what you want to happen, then. " I stared at him, my heart racing. He knew what I wanted. How could he ask me that? " I want to see you spank me, Sir. "

You want to see me spank you? " he asked, his voice thick with lust. " Yes, Sir, " I replied. He slipped his hands under my dress and slid them up my body. "

Such a good girl, " he crooned. " You're wet for me, aren't you? " I nodded, too embarrassed to speak. He pushed his fingers inside me and started to move them around. I cried out, squirming in his grasp. "

Shhhh, " he said, soothingly. " Just relax. " But how could I relax when he was touching me so intimately? He moved his fingers faster, rubbing my clit and driving me crazy. I felt like I was about to explode. "

Come on, Amelia, " he said. " Give me what I want. " I felt myself coming undone, my orgasm building to an explosive climax. He changed the rhythm of his fingers and I cried out in ecstasy. " Yessss! " I screamed. "

Don't stop, Sir, please don't stop!" He smiled down at me and increased the speed of his fingers. " I'm not going to stop, Amelia. Not ever. " I felt like I had been flung to the end of the universe. "

Yes, Sir, please! Please! " I screamed. He stopped moving his fingers and sat up, taking me with him. I was panting and sweating, my head spinning from the intensity of my orgasm. "

Are you ready to be punished? " he asked. "Yes, Sir, " I gasped. He lifted me off his lap and placed me on the bed. Then he climbed on top of me, pinning me down. " This is going to hurt, " he said softly. "

I know, " I replied. He didn't waste any time. He started spanking me, landing sharp blows on my bottom. The pain was excruciating, but I couldn't help it-I loved it. " Please, Sir, please, more! " I cried out. "

More " he asked, his voice hardening. " More pain, Sir. Please! " "Do you like this? " he asked. "Yes, Sir! " I cried. " Do you like being spanked? " " Yes, Sir! " I screamed. "

Say it! " he demanded. " I love being spanked, Sir! " I sobbed. He continued to spank me until my skin was red and raw. I was writhing in agony, begging him to stop, but he wouldn't listen. "

Stop, Sir, please stop! " I cried out. " No, I won't stop, " he said, his voice filled with malice. " You'll only get worse, and then I'll have to hurt you even more. ""

Please, Sir, I'll be good! " I whimpered. He stopped spanking me long enough to lift me up and position me over his lap. He spread my legs wide and rammed himself into me. "

Oh God, yes! " I screamed as he moved in and out of me. He kept me over his lap, thrusting in and out of me, over and over. I was so close to another orgasm, but I didn't dare tell him."

I can feel it coming, Sir, please! " I pleaded. " Keep quiet, or I'll stop, " he warned. " I won't! " I screamed. " No, you won't, " he said, increasing his pace. " I'm coming! I'm coming! ""

Me too, " he groaned. We both came together, and when we did, we lost control. I felt his teeth sink into my shoulder as he bit me. And then, I felt him bite my thigh. And finally, he bit my bottom. "

No! No, Sir, no! " I wailed, but he was relentless. He kept biting me, marking me as his own. Finally, he stopped, and I sagged against him, sobbing. " It's okay, " he whispered. I've got you now. "

But why? Why did you do that? " I asked, my voice shaking. " Because I wanted to mark you, " he said, his voice cold. " Mark me? " I whispered. " I know you're mine now, and I want everyone to know it. " "

Sir... I think I might be falling in love with you. " " I love you too, Amelia. " My husband was right-I was falling in love with him. After our night together, I had a different perspective on everything. "

How do you feel about being my slave? " he asked me. " I'm yours, " I replied. " Forever? " " Forever. " " Good. Now, let's go back to sleep. "

[wisecreationkid]

FORBIDDEN THERAPY

Charu started crying when we reached the table. She kept saying she wasn't ready and didn't want to do it, but her body kept betraying her. Her legs spread wide, spreading herself open for me, exposing her pussy to me. I stroked her thighs and then her pussy. She gasped when I slid my fingers inside her. Then I took her lips with my mouth, kissing her hard. She moaned and bucked against me,

wanting more from me. I pulled away and whispered in her ear that I would take care of her. That I was going to give her pleasure and pain. That I would use her. She cried harder when I said those words.

I took her wrists and tied them down on the table. She begged me not to leave her like this. I looked at her, ignoring her pleas.

"I told you before that you will get what you want, but also something else." She shook her head in denial, tears streaming down her face. I looked down at her. "You will get your punishment."

She nodded and whimpered. "And you will get what you want," I said. I leaned down and licked her pussy, using my tongue as if I were eating a frozen yogurt, but instead of the sweet taste, I tasted her wetness.

She was so hot. I loved eating her out. "Mmmm," I mumbled. She moaned. I pressed my thumb against her clit while sucking her inner folds. I could see her body tensing up. "Yes," she whispered. I continued licking her and moving my finger over her swollen clit. I licked up and down and circled her clit, until she came in my mouth. She came hard.

I swallowed every drop, savoring her taste. I got up and kissed her again, standing above her now. I moved her legs apart wider and held one foot in each hand, looking at her pussy.

It was glistening from her orgasm. "Open your mouth," I commanded. She opened it obediently, waiting for me to fill her mouth. I brought my fingers to her lips. She sucked them, licking them clean of her juices. "Good girl," I praised her. I put another finger in her pussy, making her cry out in pleasure and pain. She was so wet. I felt how tight she was. My cock was so hard right now.

I needed to fuck her. But first, she had to suffer some more. "I am going to tie your ankles together and then I am going to fuck you." I watched her face. She nodded, swallowing hard. I pulled off the blindfold.

Then I tied her ankles together and lifted her legs and placed them on top of my shoulders. She cried out from the stretching. I pushed my cock inside her. I stopped and asked, "How many times have I fucked you?" "Once," she said immediately. "Who am I?" "My doctor," she said without hesitation. "What did I tell you about talking during sex?" She bit her lip. I knew she was thinking about what I had said.

I slowly withdrew my cock and pushed back in, making sure to hit all the right places. "This is just an exam," I reminded her. "Just relax and enjoy." She nodded. Slowly, I began fucking her.

She was so tight. Her pussy squeezed my cock so hard. I could feel myself coming close. I picked up speed, plunging my cock into her. She screamed louder than before. I came inside her, filling her with my cum. I stayed still inside her, letting her feel every spurt of my seed. I was so exhausted after coming. I took a moment to breathe. The only sound in the room was her panting.

I pulled out of her and knelt beside her. I untied her hands and feet and helped her sit up. She hugged me tightly. I held her, kissing her. "You've done well today, Charu. You passed the test. Congratulations."

She started crying again, but this time, they were happy tears.

I couldn't help but smile. This was my favorite part of the day.

Hearing her scream, hearing her beg, seeing her broken. All of it was beautiful to me. And when she came undone in my arms, there was no greater feeling than that.

After a week, things settled down. Charu didn't try to escape anymore. We settled into a routine where she would stay with me and come to my clinic every morning.

In exchange, she gave me everything I wanted. Her body. Her soul. She me. And for that, I was grateful. I never touched her during our sessions, but sometimes I did at night when we were alone.

Sometimes I tied her up and played with her body. Other times, I was gentle with her. The days blurred into weeks, and the weeks turned into months. Still, she never tried to escape. I had even taken her outside, and she didn't complain. At the end of the year, I asked her to stay with me forever. She agreed. That night, I took her to my house and showed her the space I had prepared for her.

It was a small room, with a bed, a desk, and a bathroom. There was a door between my bedroom and hers, which I kept unlocked. She could go wherever she wanted.

She just had to be careful not to step out of the house. I made love to her on the floor, surrounded by candles, with music playing softly in the background. She surrendered herself completely to me. I loved her so much. I was so proud of her. I vowed that day that I would do anything to protect her. Even if it meant losing myself in the process.

[wisecreationkid]

HIS PET

I stand on the stage in front of hundreds of people. My dress is beautiful. Silky red fabric with a deep V neckline, sewn in intricate gold designs. My eyes are covered by a blindfold, and the only thing I can hear are the footsteps of the approaching man. I know this man. He is Arjun, my lover. He will not hurt me. But my heart races anyway, fearful of the unknown. "Please," I beg.

"Tell me what you're going to do." "Not yet, kitty," he says. His voice is low and sexy. I shiver. His hands are on me, exploring my body. My nipples tighten at his touch.

"Are you afraid?" he asks. "Yes," I say, knowing the answer won't stop him. "Good," he says. "You should be." He picks up something small from the floor. The metal clinks against itself as he moves it around. "Kneel," he orders. "I am not your servant," I tell him. "Kneel," he repeats. He presses something cold and hard into my back, between my shoulder blades. "Kneel now, or I will make you."

I kneel. He pushes down my dress so that my breasts spill out. One hand caresses them while the other grips the long rope. "I am going to tie you up," he says. "Tie me up," I reply.

"Be still," he says. He loops the rope around my wrists and then my ankles. Then he pulls on the ropes until my arms stretch above my head. I hold my breath and wait for the pain. "That's enough," he says. "Let go."

I let go of the rope. It falls to the ground, leaving me naked except for the blindfold. Arjun removes the blindfold and looks me over. He doesn't say anything, but I know he approves.

He turns away and takes off his shirt. When he comes back, I'm naked again. This time, though, he has a knife. "What are you doing?" I ask. "I told you before. I'm going to cut you," he replies. I whimper.

He cuts through my skin, and I cry out in pain. He makes quick work of it, slicing through flesh and muscle. When is done, he lays me on my stomach on the stage and goes to get something else.

He returns with a large bag. Inside is a snake. It slithers across the stage toward me, its tongue darting out. I scream. Arjun laughs. The snake bites my leg. Pain explodes in my body. I scream again. "Stop!" I cry. "I'll kill you if you don't stop," Arjun threatens. The snake withdraws and disappears into the bag. Arjun leaves me alone for a few minutes, giving me time to recover. When he returns, he smiles at me.

"Do you like snakes?" he asks. "No," I say. "I hate them." "Well, they're part of your punishment," he tells me. "If you don't behave, you'll have to deal with them again."

He cuts open my legs and arms with the knife. I scream again. He gives me more time to recover before cutting me again. This time, he cuts my chest and belly. I scream louder than ever.

He stops and picks up another piece of equipment. It's a branding iron. "This is how you're going to pay for your transgressions," he tells me. "It will mark you forever." He puts the branding iron against my skin.

I scream so loudly that everyone in the audience can hear me. He holds the iron there for five seconds before removing it. I moan and wiggle. He does it again. And again.

Each time, I feel the heat of the iron against my skin. He keeps doing it until he's sure I understand that I can never disobey him again. Then he unties me and helps me back to the changing room.

There, he unties my hair and brushes it out. He combs it into a long braid and ties it behind my back. "You look beautiful," he says. "Like an angel." "I'm nothing like an angel," I tell him.

"I'm a monster." He kisses me. "You're perfect the way you are," he says. "Don't ever change."

He pulls his pants up and zips them. I pull my dress up and put it on. He kisses me again. "I love you, Charu," he says. "I'll always love you." I start to speak, but he silences me with a finger on my lips.

"There's only one thing left to do," he says. "Get on your knees." I kneel again. He kneels in front of me and puts his hands on my shoulders. "Look at me," he says. I raise my eyes to meet his.

He smiles at me. "I want you to be my wife," he says. "We could be together forever, and no one would ever know." I nod. He stands and pulls his pants up and zips them. Then he goes to get a ring from his pocket.

He puts it on my finger. "I want you to wear this every day," he says. "And I want you to say yes when I propose to you." "Yes," I whisper. "I'll say yes." He me up and hugs me tight. "Thank you," he says.

"I've always wanted a real wife." We leave the building and walk down the street. We don't talk much. He doesn't need to. I know what he wants. And I I'll do whatever he wants, as long as he loves me.

We walk all night. Finally, we reach our hotel. He gets out first and opens the door for me. I step inside and he follows. He closes the door behind us. We walk into the bathroom and take a shower together.

Afterward, we get dressed and go down to breakfast. I sit quietly while eats. he's finished, he pours me some coffee and brings it to me. "Drink this," he says. "It will help you wake up." I drink it.

He leans over and kisses me. "I'll see you tonight," he says. "Remember, you're my wife now." "Yes," I say. "I'm yours." He leaves the hotel and walks down the street.

I watch him from the window, wondering where he's going. A few hours later, he comes back to the hotel. He knocks on the door. I open it and let him in. He grabs me by the throat and pulls me close.

"Did you miss me?" he asks. I nod. He kisses me and bites my lip. "Are you ready for round two?" I nod again. He takes my hand and leads me upstairs to the bedroom. We fall onto the bed and kiss each other hard. His hand finds its way under my skirt and starts stroking me. I moan softly. He smiles and licks his lips. "You taste good," he says. "You're mine now," I remind him. He nods. "Forever," he whispers.

"I'm going to make you come." I lay back on the bed and spread my legs wide for him. He runs his tongue along my thighs, then bites my inner thigh lightly. I cry out and writhe underneath him.

He moves his mouth lower and starts sucking my clit. I squirm beneath him as he sucks harder. I feel the orgasm coming, but I don't want it yet. He moves his mouth away from my pussy and licks my nipples instead.

I moan as he sucks and licks. He lets me catch my breath, then slides a finger into me. My body shakes from the pleasure. I try to move away from him, but he pins me to the bed. "Don't move," he says.

"Let me do the work." He slides another finger in me, then curls them inside me. He starts pumping slowly. I whimper and clutch the sheets. He leans and starts sucking my nipples again.

He adds a third finger and starts pumping faster. I scream as he brings me to the edge of orgasm, then stops. He sits back and watches me squirm. "Please," I beg him.

He smiles. "Say it again," he says. "Please," I repeat. He grabs my ankles and spreads my legs wider. Then he starts fucking me so hard, I scream. I come so hard, I can't even remember what he looks like.

I look up and see him watching me with a satisfied grin. "That was beautiful," he says. "Now, I want you to go down on me." I don't hesitate. I slide off the bed and kneel between his legs.

He grabs the back of my head and guides me to his cock. I take him deep into my mouth and start sucking. He moans and thrusts his hips against my face. I swallow his cum as it spills into my mouth.

He keeps his hold on my hair as he comes, then pulls my head back to kiss me. I suck his tongue into my mouth, savoring his cum. He breaks the kiss and stares at me. "That was amazing," he says. "I think we should do that again." I smile. "Anytime you want." He nods. "Tomorrow night?" "Yes," I say. He stands up and walks over to the nightstand. He picks up something and holds it out to me.

I look at it and recognize it immediately. It's a collar. "What is this?" I ask. "This is your collar," he says. "It's time you had one."

I look down at it. "But I'm not a slave," I protest. He grabs my arm and pulls me closer. "No, you're not. You're my wife. And I'm your master. This is how we mark it." I nod. "Yes, Master."

He puts the collar around my neck and fastens it. "Now you're officially mine." I stare at him, feeling the weight of his words settle upon me. "What if I change my mind?" I ask. "I won't," he replies. "I love you. "

I'm finally safe. I'm his wife. I'm his slave. And I'm his forever.