fight him later, but this I could endure.
“I took her into a storage room in the back, took off her panties, pulled down the top of her dress and tied her to one of the shelves.” He slid the knife under one strap and pulled, cutting through the material. He did the same to the other side. “I let everyone who worked there use her, and then they called their friends. I sat and watched, listened to her scream and beg and plead with me to stop them. They took her every way you can imagine. Two, three at a time. I had to have her carried to my car when they were done.”
If he’d meant this to scare the shit out of me, it was working. I’d known he was a sick fuck, but this... it was worse than I’d imagined.
“The next time I told her to blow me in public, she just opened her mouth... then swallowed.”
My stomach roiled. If I’d eaten anything, I would’ve thrown it up. Somehow, I doubted even that would’ve stopped him.
The blade slid between my breasts and I held my breath. He didn’t even nick me as he cut the last bit of cloth keeping my bra in place. It fell off on its own, exposing my breasts.
“I’m going to have fun with these.” He used the tip of the knife to poke my nipple. He didn’t break the skin, but the threat was still there. “Do you want to know what I’m going to do to you?”
After what he’d told me, I knew it was going to be bad, but I didn’t answer him. Of course I didn’t want to hear it, but it wouldn’t matter what I said. He was going to tell me anyway.
“You need to be punished,” he said as he ran his hand over the length of my body. “And if I had the time, I would spend days with you, teaching you your place.” He cut one side of my panties, then the other. “I would make you beg for what was done to Annie.”
I clenched my hands into fists as he removed my last article of clothing.
“A natural blond, I see.” He smirked. “Not too much hair to bother me, for this anyway.”
He put his knife back in his pocket and walked over to one of the chests. I remembered what was in that one. He opened the drawer and pulled out a pair of nipple clamps, metal with jagged teeth.
“First, I’m going to put these on you. We really should work up to them, use soft ones until your body’s conditioned to enjoy pain, but I don’t have the time. These have a nice chain I can use to pull on them whenever you’re bad.”
When he turned to the wardrobe, I tried tugging on the restraints, but they didn’t give. He came back to the bed a moment later, his arms full. He set the clamps down and then began to lay out an array of dildos ranging from medium to the insanely massive one I’d seen when Gavin and I had been in here that first night. It was bigger than Gavin’s cock, and that was saying something. He was almost too big for me. What Howard had would hurt, no matter how much he stretched me first.
“I’m going to fuck you with every one of these, working up to this beauty. We want to make sure you’re nice and loose.” He put his hand on my stomach, just below my belly button, but not quite between my legs. “Then I’m going to flip you over and spank your ass until it’s black and blue. I’ll probably use a belt or one of the paddles. I won’t stop until you beg me to fuck your ass, and trust me, you will.”
His fingers slid just a bit lower so that they were skimming over the top of the thin layer of curls that covered me.
“Maybe I’ll even use some of these on your ass.” He motioned to the dildos on the bed. “If you’re a good girl and can prove to me that you’re going to behave, I won’t kill you. Instead, I’ll send you to my client in Saudi Arabia whose package was lost. You’ll be a gift to him. One he can keep.” He removed his hand and leaned down to whisper in my ear. “I hear that the things he does to his permanent girls ruins their bodies and their minds.” He straightened and smiled down at me. “But that’s getting
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