The more minutes passed, the deeper I sank into her throat. Fucking ecstasy. Only the sounds of my moans and her throat being filled by my cock could be heard, a wonderful melody to my ears. With final movements, I poured myself into her mouth.
- Swallow.
I had placed the tip of the blade over her right eye. She winced as she swallowed the entirety of my cum.
- Good girl, you've done well, for this will be your only meal of the day.
She said nothing, as if she'd simply accepted her fate.
- You're strangely resigned, I expected you to resist more. It would have turned me on to see you writhing in pain after I'd gouged out your eyes.
She looked at me without saying a word, no expression crossing her face, as if she'd silenced her emotions.
My smile widened, I grabbed her by the hair to lift her up and swung her back into the back seat, it would soon be daylight.
I set off again, it was only 45 minutes to my hideout, everything was secure, no one would suspect she was here.
I glanced at her in the rearview mirror a few times, she was still tied up tight, her face bloody, still wearing only the clothes I'd stripped her down to, just a white thong and matching top.
I wanted to lock her up in a cage like an animal; she'd be my daily distraction, a well-trained fairground animal.
The ruined house where I'd been living was finally taking shape; in fact, this ruin contained a fully finished basement. I own this big house, but I preferred not to renovate it and leave it as it was. It was easier to be totally unknown, because there was a name on this property: mine.
But nobody knew... This name...
Who was I? A ghost... Just that.
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Obsessive Control ( Under publishing contract )
RomanceIn a back seat, which is where she was when she woke up after losing consciousness. But whose back seat was it? Her body shackled, she couldn't escape him. He knew everything about her. Her Obsession was like no other. Between madness and obsess...
