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mad. She needed to be filled, stretched, the way it was every time they made love.
    “Not until you admit to me that you want to be my good, little slut.”
    She cried out, not wanting to admit anything of the kind about herself. She panted and squirmed against his hand.
    “Look at yourself, Kaitlyn. Look how much you beg with your body, not just that sweet, little mouth.” He frigged her clit again, and she jumped, trying to break away from him.
    Frantic to get away, she pressed her buttocks against him, but only met a rigidness that had her soaking his fingers even more. The squishing of her juices against his fingers made the moment even more humiliating.
    “Admit it, Kaitlyn, you strive to be a good girl, but deep inside you’re nothing more than an eager, little slut needing to play. Needing a man to take control.”
    Her eyes closed. “Please, Steven, I need to come. Please don’t make me say it.”
    “Open your eyes, sweetheart. Tell me.”
    His fingers stopped their torture. Needing to come more than she needed her dignity, she opened her eyes and met his determined expression. The look on his face was her undoing. Her pussy sucked his finger. “Steven, I want to be your good, little slut. Please let me come.”
    “Come.”
    She cried out, her thighs spread as wide as she could force them. Her body shuddered and shook uncontrollably. Her orgasm had never felt like this before, so freeing, so utterly amazing. His hand gripped her neck tighter and thrust deeper into her, this time not removing his finger as he played with the bundle of nerves. Her legs sought him out, straining to wrap around something, anything. And then the most unexpected response came from her. She cried. All the stress, secrets, and the lies she told to keep her secrets came flowing from her in a sob.
    His arms wrapped tightly about her waist and pulled her close in to his body. “You were perfect, baby, just perfect.” He whispered against her neck where he kissed her repeatedly, “You’ve shown me more than I could have ever thought to have from you. Beautiful, beautiful.” He stepped in front of her and gathered her against his chest, not releasing her bondage. She rested her head against his shoulder until the emotions passed.
    “I can’t believe I just did that,” she finally said, heaving a heavy sigh.
    He comforted her by petting her head softly with his hand. “It’s okay, baby. That happens from time to time when a person finally lets go.”
    Tenderly, he undid her restraints and carried her back to the bed. She fell into a deep sleep, almost immediately.
    * * * *
    Kaitlyn tried to bring her arms to her sides but, instantly, came up short. She came fully awake with a start and stared around the darkened room. Nothing. Steven wasn’t even around. She remained still, listening for any sound of movement or breathing. It wasn’t long before she became acutely aware of a weight at the end of the bed. The mattress dipped just enough to move her leg. Before she could respond, his hard wet tongue delved between her ass cheeks. The tip of his tongue worked around her tight hole, driving downward every few strokes to penetrate her pussy.
    She sighed. She lay her forehead back down on the bed and wiggled her wrists to test her restraints. Much more comfortable than the chains. “I should really rethink my fantasies,” she thought aloud.
    She heard his slow throaty laugh from behind her, and his tongue dipped down further to taste her. “This is much more comfortable, huh?”
    She nodded, and then realized he couldn’t see her. “Yes, it is. And your tongue feels amazing.”
    She gasped when he swirled his tongue around her pussy, and she pressed her buttocks towards his face. Something soft and delicious roamed over her back, relaxing her downward again. He rubbed the object over her back in big slow circles and down her buttocks; all the while his tongue played havoc with her dripping pussy.
    “It’s going to be my turn