“Oh god,” she cried.
He sucked it off then dipped into her again. This time he used her essence to coat the skin around her asshole. His gentle touch both comforted her and destroyed her. He had also warned her he wouldn’t be using extra lubrication other than what she provided. She was a soaking hot mess, but no lube in the world could prepare her for this.
“They get their little asses punished,” Parker said, reminding her what happened to naughty little wives.
He wasted no time and penetrated her with the plug. Everleigh cried out in pain as the dome-shaped toy stretched her flesh, further than it was meant to go, surely.
She howled and tears seeped from her eyes, but Parker proved another point with just one more touch. With his other hand, he used his fingers and parted her lips. She didn’t need to see it to know that wetness pooled inside her with such abundance she leaked onto the base of the plug, onto his fingers keeping it in place.
“Please,” she begged, feverish with need, her eyes closed shut.
“Look at me, Everleigh. “Always look at me when I’m doing anything to your body.”
Weakly she opened her eyes and locked her gaze with his gorgeous eyes, the green had darkened to a forest that engulfed her.
He slipped the plug in all the way. She wanted to put her hand over her mouth to muffle her scream, worried someone, any one of the staff would hear her, but her hands were restrained.
She sobbed as luminous flashes of heat sparked off her skin. The burn of her virgin asshole being penetrated flared into engulfing her whole soul.
“Parker,” she whispered, without thinking.
He gripped the back of her knee and tilted her onto her side. He then lifted that same knee and bent it over her other leg then placed his mouth against her pussy from behind her.
She purred and pulsed as the hotness of his tongue caressed her. She clutched onto the covers until her knuckles turned white when he used his tongue to gather her lips so he could suckle on them.
The position he had placed her in was pure torture. Her clit was hidden from his mouth, and she didn’t know how much longer she was going to last before she flipped her legs open for him.
But the instant she tried to move, he suckled harder on her, his teeth grazing her slightly as he turned the butt plug in her ass a bit. And then he moved her leg further up against her other thigh and his tongue reached her clit.
It was enough to start a thunderstorm of an orgasm that seemed to start in her soul. But then he cruelly deserted her, releasing his mouth from her pussy, and his hand from the plug.
He stood up and she all but stopped herself from beating her fists into the bed out of pure frustration.
“Orgasms are not something you deserve right now either,” he said, releasing the chain of the handcuffs from the headboard and then removing the restraints from her. He took her hand and lifted her.
She wobbled crazily for a second, but Parker held her until she got her balance. She licked her lips when she noticed the massive bulge tenting his pants.
Her need to reach out to him was stopped when he took a hold of the chain dangling between her breasts. Bursts of stinging pain shot through her as he tugged on the clamps on her nipples.
He then bent to his haunches in front of her. Everleigh wanted to die. She was a mess, her thighs were glistening, and she could smell herself.
He forced her to part her legs for him then he clipped the chain to the butt plug, pulling it taut and ensuring every movement she made would remind her, painfully and graphically of what he had done to her.
He stood up and admired his handiwork.
She had never known she could feel more naked under his gaze.
“Wear the dress and shoes and nothing else. We’re having dinner at the captain’s table tonight,” he said, opening a closet and removing a bow tie and a jacket.
“You’ll wear those throughout the dinner. If you remove the clamps and plug yourself, you’ll receive fifty strikes with my belt. After that, the only way they’re coming off is if you come to me. Do I need to repeat myself, Everleigh?”
“No,” she whispered. She would rather obey him than feel the strike of his belt.
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Parker slipped on his jacket. Fuck he was going to explode if she kept doing this to him.
But the only time he would touch her would be when she asked him to. Begged him to. He needed to hear her plea for his cock because fuck he needed her to want him as badly as he wanted her.