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Arya's P.O.V.
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He tied and buckled my hands behind my back and covered me in the comforter.

"So you should be loyal to your friends no?" He teased.

"What do you mean? You're the one doing illegal things. You're cheating on her!" I scowled and he neared my face giving me a deathly stare.

"It's not cheating if I'm simply playing with my toy." He said salaciously in my face.

"I'm not your fucking toy." I seethed getting closer to his lips.

"You're mine and you're what I label you. Right now you're my FUCKING toy." He said looking at my lips. Honestly? How do you form sentences that make me pool between my legs? How?

"No." I revolted and my cheek twitched.

"Shut up before I turn you into my bitch." The way I gasped. My heart beat like a little hamster. He most definitely could end up doing something like that and I didn't want to challenge him with my hands tied. But then again there was this other voice inside me. I was already his bitch. I know I was enjoying it.

"That's what I thought little baby." He said grazing his lips across mine as I tried to leech off it but he pushed him self off the bed. Everytime he ran away from my lips. I wanted to cry even though I knew he was going to give me something even more salacious but still. I want it when I want it.

He asked the airhostess for food to be served in the room cabin and retreated inside the washroom as the air hostess brought in all the food and I awkwardly sat there smiling at her. Idiot. He could've tied my hands later. Thankfully the number of times I had interacted with her had made it less uneasy.

As she left, he got on the bed sitting behind me and hugging me from the back and he pulled the comforter on top of both of us.His legs on either side of me and his hard dick against my tail bone. He showed me a screen. It was a graph. When he touched the lowest point near zero, it pulsated my vagina and my clit together. A light pulse. I gasped as I realised he was going to be controlling my vagina from this fucking phone screen. Then he touched the top right corner and my body jerked with the vibration that almost electrocuted my insides and outsides. It travelled all the way to my brain in under a second and my head fell back on his shoulder.

"Don't torture me Xavier." I requested with a stern face. I know he was going to play with me and just thinking about the orgasm abuse I had the last time I was in this bed, was nerve racking. I didn't want it. Maybe I did. But not now. I just wanted him to kiss me and take me with his hands and tongue. I dreaded reaching my first orgasm because from then on it was orgasm after orgasm and I'm not sure my stomach could take it. Or my limbs. It was torture.

"It is exactly what I plan to do." He whispered in my ear. His hot breath against the cold cabin air gave me goosebumps. He kissed the side of my neck and hugged me. My hands between us hurting. He picked up my book and opened it somewhere in the middle inspecting it. At first he was surprised himself with the book I was carrying but his evil grin quickly returned. I laid back, my head on his shoulders

"Now baby. Let's focus on this piece of lovely literature you chose. Read the title to me." I felt a sudden rush of emotions coursing through my body. I was scared and nervous.

"Tamed by my bidder. You'll ruin the book for me. I'm not that far along." I said and he immediately flipped pages towards the front until something caught his eye. Fuck . Fuck . Fuck. Not this page no.

"Don't worry baby. I'm sure nothing you read will remain intact in this little brain of yours. Now. If you stop reading, I know you're well aware that I'll torture you even more, so be smart okay? No stopping . I love you." He said opening the phone screen next to the book in my lap. Love you my ass.

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