CHAPTER3
Jon
Her tiny little asshole wouldn’t stop clenching around my finger. Her arousal dripped from her pretty pussy in waves. It glistened down the expanse of her inner thighs, exposing how much the little thief was enjoying getting her little pussy and bottom fingered by the man she’d stolen from.
I slid my finger back inside her tightest hole, making her gasp and whimper when I decided to be a little rougher than before. Before long, she was moaning softly, trying to hide her sounds of pleasure but she couldn’t hide anything from me. Not like this.
My cock was hard as iron, and it was taking everything in me not to free myself and sink deep into her in one hard thrust.
I added a second finger. She cried out as I stretched her.
I licked my lips, wanting to take her here too. Her tight little ass was virginal, that much had been clear when I’d parted her cheeks and looked at her there for the first time. She’d flinched in shock, almost like she couldn’t believe I wanted to see it.
The ring of her little pink asshole was white as I stretched her with my gloved fingers.
The only thing that would have looked prettier would be my cock sinking into it instead.
With a soft groan, I pumped two digits in and out of her, enjoying the way her soft cries and reluctant moans broke the silence of the room. My men were watching the whole thing, which only made her body rattle even harder with shame.
It made her pussy wetter too. I hadn’t missed that.
I stretched her virginal hole wide, fluttering my fingers inside her and making her writhe on the desk with pure unadulterated arousal. Her clit had protruded from beneath its hood. She was more than ready to come again, but she’d been a bad girl and I was far from through with her.
Roughly, I probed her, very shamefully and thoroughly fingering her tight little hole. She wailed into the desk, probably feeling more humiliated and turned on than she ever had in her life.
She wanted to hate it. She wanted to like it.
It didn’t really much matter which she settled on because I was going to enjoy this very much.
Finally, I pushed my two fingers all the way inside her and stilled. When she realized what I was doing, she squirmed. When she recognized how she was reacting, she tried to remain still once more. I reached beneath her with my free hand and only just grazed her clit.
Her whole body jerked hard and then it quaked with need.
“Oh, my god,” she whimpered.
Her pussy was so slick that I could have thrust into her without any lube at all. She was ready for a fucking, but she wasn’t about to get that. Not yet.
I very slowly pulled my fingers free of her tight little bottom hole. She jumped when I snapped the gloves and yanked them off. Her asshole tightened into a little rosebud, again and again as if it was disappointed that it was no longer full.
I’d fix that soon.
With my free hand, I spanked her bare ass hard enough for a red handprint to bloom on her pale flesh. She squeaked in surprise before I grasped her upper arm and yanked her up.
“We’re going to have a talk now, Mila,” I warned her.
I forced her to stand. I wasn’t particularly gentle with her as I led her around the desk. She looked down at the floor forlornly at her purple button-up nightshirt, but I made no move to hand it to her.
Her hands would remain bound behind her back until I saw fit to free them.
I sat down in my leather armchair as she stood before me completely naked. My soldiers remained at the door. After this was over, they would inform the rest of the family of how I dealt with our thief.
It would be in her best interest if she just answered my questions. If she didn’t, I was going to have to resort to much firmer means than just a finger inside her tight little bottom.
For a long minute, I just looked at her, enjoying the way her pink nipples tightened at my very obvious perusal. Her thighs slid against one another, soaked with her arousal. She was humiliated and I could see it written all over her face. My thorough search of her tight holes had turned her on and not only did I see it, but my men could too.
Her face was flushed with shame, her eyes dilated with desire. I bet that if her hands were free, she’d have reached between her pretty legs and touched herself to orgasm without very much prompting at all.
The image of her like that made my cock throb hard.