Don't LOVE Me {MileBib}

Embarrassment

I wanted more from him. Maybe he understood or he really understood what I wanted. But this time he didn't kiss me, he started kissing my nack, collarbones.

He went down for more. Played with my nipples, kissing so roughly. It felt good. I wanted to moan but bite my lower lip to hold my voice. I was super nervous. I never had sex before.

The more he went down, the more my heart beating fast. He grabbed my lower part and slowly started rubbing. I was in shock. I was trying to get out from his grip as he was giving me smirks, went more faster.

That cause me moan. I could feel the pleasure that I had never before as my body didn't want to hold back. Every stroke and I wanted more, craving for it.

He used his other hand, pushed his two fingers into me without warning. I moaned loud for the sudden pain.

My hands were craving for his heavenly made body. I wanted to hold and feel his every curve. But it was impossible for me to untie my hands. I grabbed the bedsheet.

He was moving his fingers inside me, causing frictions. My body started twisting. But I also started feeling good, so good. His dominance was taking over my whole body. I was struggling, wanted to got out from his grip because it was not going to be good for me. On the other hand I couldn't resist his touch over me. I also couldn't stop my moans.

I was going to cum as I stopped struggling. As soon as he realized he put out his fingers. I was in full of disappointment. I tried moving my body to get some friction.

He got up and put his fingers into his mouth and tasted it. He smirked came near at my face. I closed my eyes, moved my head Side with full of embarrassment and disappointment which was taking over my face.

He whispered in my ear,

"You taste sweet. But you're a..... noughty pet. My little slut."

I felt like dying because of embarrassment. He grabbed my jaw and pulled me into a deep kiss again. He let go when I was out of breath.

My whole body was still so hot because of the sensation he gave me. He unlocked my hands, Without doing anything he just left the room hanging me in that situation.

As I realized he was not coming, I got up, started thinking whatever just happened. I went to the washroom first then take a shower again, clean myself. I went to bed again without clothes, blanket over my body.

I tried to sleep but couldn't stop thinking about his admiring view I had. His eyes, that smirk on his lips, his cold lips and tongue against mine. I really liked his touch over me but didn't know why. There was no way for me to like him.

He brought me as a slave, tortured me like an animal, I know this thing were going to happen again, but still, somehow his touch felt so different as I wanted more.

He came back again but I didn't know when. There was no clock, no light not even a window. Only little light rays were falling on the bed from outside from little holes of the wall. Though I woke up maybe 2 hours ago but still laying on the bed.

I was feeling weak and also hungry. For last two or three days I just drunk water from the shower. Maybe this stupid man forgot that I was a human and I needed food for survive. He didn't even asked for once if I wanted to eat or not.

He pulled me up from bed and checked my body wounds. My wounds were not fully healed but a little better.

"How are you feeling? Well a bit?"

Really?! He hurts me like that, made me embarrassed, leave me into this empty room and after one whole damn day he was asking me if I was feeling good or not.

I just nodded. He was still looking at my face as I bowed down my head for embarrassment because of the incident that happened.

Suddenly my empty stomach growled.

Well it was not my fault. I was really hungry. I was still feeling embarrassed.

But he just left without saying anything again like he was ignoring me.

I was like " is his brain still works or not. He left me again without asking me if I'm hungry or not"

I was sitting like a numb with a empty stomach. He came again in a while with a tray. He placed it in front of me. There was bread with butter, bacon, egg fry and a glass of orange juice. He gave me fork and spoon. I was confused.

I looked up at him and hurriedly looked down, I was not allowed to look at him without permission. He sit beside me.

"Can't you speak? If you're hungry why don't you tell me either? Now eat your food."

I was still quiet, not eating.

"Do you want me to repeat again? Finish it."

I just nodded because of his cold voice. I silently finished my food.

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