Punishment

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LANDON'S POV:

"I'll give you £1,000,000 worth of drugs if you set free half of the ladies that you kidnapped for sex trafficking."

The meaty bastard stood infront of me, his stubby hands smoking a cigarette and blowing clouds of smoke from his fat mouth.

"That's not enough. I want £3,000,000 worth of drugs."

I roll my eyes. What a fucking pig. He's keeping me from seeing her.

"Fine. £3,000,000. Done."

He leans forward to shake my hand and I nod forward for three of my men to bring the suitcases full of cash over.

His mouth salvates at the sight of all the cash and I roll my eyes.
An incoming call comes through and I press answer before sliding it next to my cheek.

"What is it?"

"Boss, Sunnah tried to escape this morning. We have her drugged and gagged in her room. She wounded Rebbecca with a set of tweezers."

I choked on my breath.

"Alright, I'll come back and sort it out."

I slid my phone back into my pocket and made my way out the building towards my jet.

"Josh, I want us back in an hour. Make sure the pilot goes as fast as he can back towards the mansion."

Josh gives me a nod and speeds up ahead of us to talk to the pilot.

Oh, she's in for it now.

I smell a bit of smutttt.

SUNNAH'S POV:

My plan failed. I am once again bound to the bed like a damsel in distress.
Landon doubled the security on my room from now on and he's on his way back now.
Fuck, I'm in deep shit.

Too make matters worse, he told his men to blindfold me and put a shock collar on me as well as a ball gag and tightened the cuffs on my hands and legs.
If I need to use the toilet, a maid has to come in with me from now on.

Well done, Sunnah. You really did it now.

I can hear footsteps approaching and the men stationed outside the room greeting  someone.

Him.

He enters my room and locks the door. I can feel his 6'6 presence in front of me with a blindfold on.

"Tsk, you've been a bad girl haven't you baby?"

I try putting my middle finger up.

"Bashtward."

My voice gets muffled from the gag.

"Sorry, what was that doll? It's a bit hard to hear you. Getting back to the point, I've decided how I'm going to do your punishment."

A shiver runs across my chest.

I can hear movement around the room as he approaches me and slides the blindfold and gag off.

"Rot in hell you fucking moron."

He raises an eyebrow at me as he slides my joggers down my waist.

My eyes widen and I swallow.

"What the fuck are you doing?.."

"Teaching you a lesson."

He cups my pussy and I bite my lip to suppress a groan.

He slips my panties down my legs and cold air hits my thighs leaving goosebumps in its wake.

"Fuck you, bastard-"

I get cut off as he thrusts two fingers into my pussy. I take a sharp breathe in trying not to let out a cry.

"What was that? Cat got your tongue."

He starts teasing me, using one hand to thrust his fingers into me and he uses the other one to rub my clit.

I let out sharp gasps and squeaks, trying not to give him the satisfaction of enjoyment.

"Hmm, I don't think your getting the hint here yet. I'll try something else."

He withdraws his fingers, making me let out a sigh of relief before he brings his face to my pussy and blows on it.

I let out a sharp gasp and close my eyes tight.

"Open your eyes, Sunnah." He grips my chin and I slowly open them.

He retreats back to my thighs and starts kissing around it teasing me.
I squirm beneath his touch and he uses his strong grip of his hands to hold me in place.

"Landon, fuck please."

"Please what ,baby? Use your words."

I let out a breathy moan, needing release before he retreated from my pussy and stood up.

I let out a frustrated squeal.

"Bad girls don't get a release, baby." He winked at me before torturously sliding up my joggers.

I sent him daggers before he leaned in close and tipped my head up with his fingers.

"We get married in 2 days. Tomorrow is the day your going to pick out your dress. Misbehave and it will get a lot worse. This is nothing."

I rolled my eyes before he left the room sending me one last sparing glance.

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