And they’ll fucking pay.
Anger burns in me so ferociously I can’t think, I can barely contain it, a flaming hot demon that rages within me. So when Calina gets within arm’s reach, I gather her beautiful black hair in my fist and yank her head back. She screams just before my mouth meets hers, punishing her for the crime of being a fucking goddess in a house of men. For being so stupid to commit crimes for which there is no absolution but death.
I bite her lip before I sweep her mouth with my tongue and she buckles beneath me. I breathe her in and exhale out, like she’s what will cleanse me of my fury. I pull my mouth off hers just long enough to whisper in her ear, “It’s time you pay your fucking dues. Your time clock starts now.”
I release her hair and shove her to her knees. She lets out a little gasp, then schools her features and purses her lips.
“You ready to pay off that debt?” I ask her, my hands at my waist while she kneels before me.
Her eyes meet mine, angry and bold. Good. It’ll make exacting her punishment easier than if she were compliant. My little kitten with sharp teeth and harmless claws.
“Ready,” she says, giving me a wicked, mirthless smile that makes me think for one brief moment that her time in the institution maybe was not in vain. “I’ve been ready for a while now, sir. The question is, are you?”
She’s too brazen, too bold. The small punishment she received last night hasn’t shown her, her true place.
“Remove your top,” I order, unzipping my pants. She wears a soft blue top so low-cut in the front, she merely has to push the sleeves down. It slithers down her body and pools around her waist. I eye her full breasts, pushed up by a delicate pink lace bra.
“Off with the bra.”
She quickly unfastens that, looking a little on edge this time when I unbuckle my belt. But instead of lashing her pretty ass with the leather as she likely suspects, I form a loop and slide it around her neck. That gets her attention. Her back ramrod straight, her eyes go round. I fasten the belt so it forms a sort of noose.
“Earn your wages, little kitten,” I order, giving the belt a tug. If she does anything out of the ordinary, anything risky, a simple tug to the end will tighten the noose. But she doesn’t. Her eyes meeting mine for the challenge, she doesn’t balk or flinch but takes my cock between her pretty, full lips, her mouth so hot and warm I groan out loud.
She sucks curiously at first, rolling her tongue along my shaft with exploratory lips and sucks. My cock swells in her mouth, and I wonder how experienced she is. Though at first she sucks me tentatively, likely subdued with my belt around her neck, she soon finds her rhythm. Questioningly, her hand comes to my cock and pumps while she sucks. I thrust into her mouth, making her eyes water.
I want to disarm her, take control, but every thrust makes her groan, and I realize her nipples are pebbled above the bunched fabric of her top. I want to control her, to punish her, but I like that she’s enjoying this, sucking my cock like I gave her a fucking lollipop. I reach down and tweak one of her nipples between my thumb and forefinger, and her eyes close while she releases a soft moan. I take her second nipple in hand and work the hardened nubs as she teases and sucks. I need this release. I need her submitting to me like this. The harder I pump the better she sucks, with renewed vigor and eagerness. I’m building toward release while she groans. With a steady tug, I tighten my belt around her neck. Her cheeks and chest flush pink and she sucks harder.
“Fucking gorgeous,” I groan. “My little kitten sucks cock. This will count amply toward your debt, little kisa.” My voice is husky with arousal. I freeze, getting harder, ready to come, but something tells me she’d suck me down with glee. Not this time. Instead, I pull my cock out just before I hit climax and come all over her pretty bare breasts. Her mouth parts, her eyes half-lidded. We’re both panting, and even though I hide it, I’m a little stunned with the intensity of what we just did. What she just did.
I kneel on one knee before her and yank her hair back, parting her lips and taking her mouth with mine. I taste my salty essence on her lips, her eager, sweet tongue, as I loosen the belt from around her neck.
A slim ring of pink frames her neck. My come drips between her breasts.