My Masters' Nightmare Season 1, Episode 2 Discovered Read Online Free PDF Page B

rubbing
me the right way. I pressed my nails into my thighs, hurting myself
to force the pleasure to stop, but instead it made me gasp, the
pain heightening the feeling, the lines between pleasure and pain
now blurred.
    “ Faster, bella , faster,” he gasped.
    I picked up speed, my mind going to Matt.
I tried to imagine it was him who I was riding, but instead all I
could see in my mind’s eye was Frano—black hair instead of blond,
danger instead of safety. He grabbed one of my breasts and squeezed
it, his palm pushing down on my abused nipple. I groaned, the pain
again adding to my pleasure. I was far from a virgin, but I wasn’t
experienced either, the safe, playful sex I had with Matt nothing
like this, just pure fun. But what I was doing with Frano wasn’t
fun—it was all-consuming pleasure. I wanted it to stop, because it
scared the hell out of me, but I wanted it to go on forever even
more.
    Frano let out a loud groan as I hit his
groin harder, bouncing on his cock like it was my own personal toy.
I needed to come, and I didn’t care how, the man there for me, not
the other way round. I’d been going without for too long, putting
men off because I had no desire for a relationship, but sex was
just sex, a bodily need that I’d neglected, which I was now paying
for with the wrong man.
    His hands went to my hips, anchoring me to
his cock, which started pumping cum inside of me. I pulled free
from his hands, and started riding him harder, my peak too close,
my body now on automatic, my brain matter dissolving as I brought
myself to completion. My groan filled the bathroom as pleasure
filled my body.
    A laugh snapped me out of my nirvana. I
stiffened, then turned and looked back at Frano. He was grinning at
me, although his eyes were hooded, giving me the impression that he
could go for another round.
    “ I told you I sold your husband
into sexual slavery,” he said, “yet the same day you fuck me until
you orgasm. You are a piece of work, Rita.” His grin widened.
“Nasty—like me.”
    I pulled off him and jumped out of the
bath, my foot slipping on the water that coated the floor. I fell
hard, hitting my head against the tiles. I blacked out, then came
too with a pained gasp. A hand grabbed my arm and tried to yank me
up, but my mind was too dazed to react. Arms slipped under my body
and picked me up, carrying me through to the bed. I looked up at
Frano as he laid me down, the man staring at the top of my head. He
took a hold of my arms and wound the ties around them. Once I was
secured to the bed, he touched my head, causing me to
wince.
    “ That’s going to be a nasty
lump, but I have little sympathy for you, considering it’s your own
fault for being so proud.”
    He grabbed my legs and tied each one to
the bed, then disappeared inside the bathroom, returning with a
razor, washbowl, towel, and a fancy bottle of something. He placed
most of it on the bedside cabinet, then started soaping up my
armpits, his touch tickling me. My face flushed from humiliation as
he picked up the razor and began shaving me. Once he had finished
both sides, he moved down to my pubic hair.
    “ What are you doing?!” I yelled,
moving my lower half so he couldn’t touch it.
    He pressed hard under my stomach, making
me bark out from his roughness. “Stay still so I don’t cut
you.”
    I closed my eyes as he started soaping my
pussy, his fingers running over it, the burn on my cheeks
increasing. I almost jumped as his finger touched my clit, but
unlike the first time he didn’t repeat the action, instead he
started shaving me. After a minute, he parted my folds, making my
eyes shoot open.
    “ I’ve got no hair there!” I
yelled.
    He grabbed a few strands and pulled,
making me cry out. “Looks like you were wrong,” he
laughed.
    He refocused on my pussy, once more
parting it, the blade slowly running up it, the man biting his
bottom lip as he concentrated on what he was doing. After what felt
like forever, he moved