My Masters' Nightmare Season 1, Episode 10 Stalked Read Online Free PDF Page B

making me scream into the ball, the intense
pleasure coming out of nowhere. He licked and nibbled at it, making
me writhe on the bed. One of his hands moved up my body and grabbed
a nipple. He squeezed it, the intensity too much. I screamed again,
and thrust up, my body betraying my mind.
    He pushed his face more into me, his tongue and teeth working
overtime, making me gasp against him. I had wanted Frano to do this
for me, had wanted that man so bad, still did, but what Jagger was
doing… My family had taught me many things, one of them being that
you took pleasure wherever you could, and what Jagger was doing was
bringing me great pleasure, the man certainly knowing how to
service a woman. And if Frano was going to cheat on me with
that troia , then
I would cheat on him with Jagger. Yeah, fuck Frano! I could play
the same game, just better. I would lie to him, pretending I didn’t
know shit, then I would slip into Jagger’s room and use him instead
of the other way round.
    I
started thrusting my pussy at his perfect face, panting out the
pleasure he was giving me. I wished my hands were free, so I could
hold his head down and ride his stunning face.
    He
pulled back and looked up at me with a surprised expression. His
hair was wild, and his eyes wilder. Now I knew why my uncle had to
have him, because with him looking like that, I would want to
dominate him too. Frano never looked vulnerable or wild-eyed during
sex, but Jagger… I shouldn’t be the one tied up, he should be, the
man obviously not knowing he had the air of a
submissive.
    “ You like that, do you?” he asked, proving my point. He almost
sounded eager to please me, which didn’t make sense considering how
nasty he’d been to me. He was a complete paradox.
    I shook
my head, knowing he wouldn’t believe me, but this was all a game,
which meant I had to pretend to not want what he was doing. But
fuck, it took all my will power to refrain from nodding my
head.
    He
laughed. “When I ate your niece out, she fought me, but still came
against my face.”
    My eyes
widened. He’d said he hadn’t fucked her.
    He
grinned. “I’m joking. She isn’t my type. Good girls do nothing for
me. I was made for bad women, because you are turning me on more
than any other women has—other than Rita, but she’s wicked like
you. Are you a cheat too? You must be, because I’m rock hard.” He
laid down on me, his face a whisper away from mine. “Would you fuck
me if you thought Frano wouldn’t find out?”
    I
remained quiet, knowing I would. Even if I hated Jagger, I would
use his body, because he was made for sex, the man too captivating
for his own good. Though, I couldn’t stay with him. I wanted a
strong man like Frano, not a reckless boy who was going to crash
and burn. Did I truly love Frano? I loved what he was, loved his
power, his looks, but was I truly in love with him? I may have said
I was, but I wasn’t sure. Maybe that meant I wasn’t, plus I always
did confuse desire and love with each other.
    “ I asked you a question,” Jagger
said, taking a hold of my nipples and squeezing them.
    I
shouted into the gag, what he was doing blissfully
painful.
    He let
go. “So, answer me: would you fuck me if you thought you could get
away with cheating? And don’t lie to me or I’ll give you pain
instead of pleasure.”
    I made a
noise against the ball, saying I couldn’t talk.
    “ You could’ve just nodded or shook your head,” he
said.
    I
nodded.
    “ I thought you would. Your eyes say as much, your wet pussy
confirming it even more. Now, if I take the ball out of your mouth
you have to promise not to scream. Nod for yes.”
    I
nodded.
    He laughed, the sound manic. Right now, if he stuck the knife
in my chest I wouldn’t be surprised. He removed the ball gag,
giving my mouth freedom. “Do you want to know what it feels like to
have your culo filled?”
    “ No, Jagger, don’t,” I said, shaking my head.
    He
pulled a face. “It’s painful. You uncle