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Unlike the display I'd seen of Raina being strapped to a flat table, I was tied to Saint Andrew's Cross with rope holding me in place.
It was shaped like an 'X', standing tall so that it left me completely open to Him.
My eyes were covered by a blindfold that Jaxon put on, heightening my other senses in an effort to prepare for what was coming.
"Kyser." He stated in the voice I'd come to know and love.
"Sir?"
He was rolling my nipple in between His thumb and index finger causing it to become more erect than what it already was, "Take a deep breath."
I followed His instruction, my breath hitching when He placed a clamp on my nipple. We repeated the same process for the other side until that nipple was clamped as well.
There was a slight tug on the chain and I moaned in pleasure, feeling the sensation in between my legs.
"So responsive." He said while rubbing a finger down my slit, "I want you to count how many times you cum for me today."
I said nothing, to which he again pulled the chain, only this time it was painful, "This is the last time I'll ever tell you to answer me when I speak to you."
"Yes Sir."
Maybe I should see what happens if I don't answer.
Jaxon entered his fingers inside of me, moving them leisurely, "I did you a favor." He stated.
I didn't even know what the favor was, but I still replied, "Thank you Sir."
"There's company here."
The moment he said it, I heard shuffling in the room, as if they were moving on purpose now.
"I know how much you enjoy being fucked in front of an audience." He continued, "Your pussy's already getting wetter."
The first orgasm took me by surprise, and I came with nothing more than a soft moan.
When it was over, Jaxon's fingers continued to stroke me at the same pace, "How many?"
"One, Sir."
"And thank me for every one."
"Thank you, Sir."
His hands moved to the nipple clamps removing them and immediately taking one into his mouth.
I wasn't aware that you could even cum from nipple stimulation alone, yet the blood rushing back to my nipples combined with his tongue rubbing over them repeatedly caused another orgasm to go through my body.
I struggled to get closer to him, hindered by the ropes that held me in place.
Two." I said breathlessly, "Thank you, Sir."
By the fourth one, I was dizzy and I felt like I would pass out.
"Yellow."
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Bound by Desire | Completed
General Fiction'So he wanted to have sex with me. My professor knows I'm an escort. And he wants to have sex with me.' Kyser "Desire" Moore was never supposed to be more than a statistic. With both parents gone and raised by her grandmother, she struggled not to...