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He’s circling me, contemplating it, wondering what this is and why I’m here. I can’t bear him seeing me like this, so … indecent, yet for some reason, my body can’t stop yearning for that same moment I had with him last time.

That connection of pure lust, where our bodies almost seemed to melt into one.

I want that more than anything right now, and it scares the hell out of me.

The moment I feel his hand sliding my dress farther up my ass, the buzzing causes another orgasm, and I quiver from the waves flowing through me. I know he can see me unfurling, but I don’t care anymore.

I just want this to be over.

Accompanying Song: “With or Without You” by Amy Lee

Cage

Strapped to a wooden device, she seems to be convulsing over and over again; her body has reached its limit. Sweat drips down her back as she pants against the soft fabric covering the wood, her eyes closed, her mouth opened wide. I grab her face and make her look at me.

“This?” I smack her ass with a flat hand, and her eyes pop then roll to the back of her head.

She sucks in a breath and moans when my finger slides down into her crevice, feeling the wetness pooling between her legs. She’s dripping, her pussy wide open for me to use. When I stick my finger inside her, she bites her lip, so I tip her chin up and say, “Yes?”

She nods softly. “Yes …”

I know she’s still mad at me for picking her instead of the other girls. I’m the one who caused her to be here, but is that really such a bad thing? Being trapped with me?

I know she wants me—I can see it in her eyes—but she’s conflicted, just as I am. The need feels sinful. Wrong. But undeniable.

She wants to fight this because my father wants this badly, and she refuses to make him happy. I understand. He’s her captor. But there’s more to this than just his wishes. There are my desires too … and my desire for her is stronger than anything I’ve ever felt before.

Especially when I look at her like this, bound to a post in a perfectly fuckable manner. I’m guessing Father wanted her ready for me. The vibrating machine below her body made sure of that.

The images of people fucking are plastered all over the wall, but I pay no attention to them. I’m only interested in one thing … her pussy wrapped around my cock.

I take off my shorts and grab my shaft, rubbing it until it’s hard. With my free hand, I grasp her chin and kiss her hard on the lips, making her taste my greed and giving her what she needs so badly … peace.

Her body immediately relaxes as I claim her mouth, inside and out. Only when she’s out of air do I stop. I smile briefly, and she seems less worried as I walk to the back of the device and perch myself behind her.

“Wait …” she suddenly mutters.

I stop right as my tip touches her entrance.

“Please … I don’t want to … get pregnant,” she mumbles, blushing.

Pregnant? But I want my seed inside her womb.

I frown. “Baby,” I growl, and I rub myself against her pussy again.

“Cage!”

The way she says my name makes me stop immediately. She sounds mad.

“What then?” I ask, raising a brow.

“Not … there …” she whispers, visibly constrained by her own request.

I frown, not understanding her, but then she says, “Look down.” So I gaze at her ass and every delicious part of her until I finally realize what she means.

She has more than one hole in her body. And all of them belong to me.

I can take them right now. She’s even asking me for it.

Begging me to.

But I am apprehensive. I want her to carry my seed … I don’t want to throw that all away.

However, the pleading look in her eyes as she strains herself to the max just to be able to look at me has me convinced this is the right move.

Besides, I’ve learned from all those tapes he showed me how to give a woman pleasure. There’s more than one way … more than just one hole.

So I step away and walk to the closet to grab some lube I know is stashed away there. Once I have it, I spray it on my length and drizzle some on her ass, letting it slide down. I push my cock along her slit, spreading it everywhere and making myself even harder.

We both know we need this. I need to claim her, and she needs to feel me inside her to make her whole again. So I push just the tip into her asshole until she squirms.

I place a hand on her back to hold her down and brace her for what’s to come. I know I’m huge, and I know this is going to hurt, but she’ll have to push through the pain to find the bliss.


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