Broken for Him by Emily Tilton

Author:Emily Tilton [Tilton, Emily]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Stormy Night Publications
Published: 2021-04-02T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 13

Zaria tried to ignore the pressure of the American’s finger against the tight ring between her bottom-cheeks, just as she was trying to ignore the sight of the little tube and the realization of what it must hold.

In her mind, her reason waged a last-ditch campaign against her body, for the control of her imagination’s theatrical stage. It had begun when Bradley had started to talk about civilization; Zaria had decided—her rational brain had decided—to think about the shipping numbers from last month.

Zaria had, as her sole real responsibility in the government of Omislava, the duty of presiding over the nation’s economic board. Of course, Kaschak pulled the real strings of the Omislavan economy, but because—as Zaria knew from her expensive British education—an economy is run on belief rather than reality, the puppet-master had allowed the beautiful young prime minister to gain a mastery of Omislavan resources and its international commerce.

Among other responsibilities, Zaria had to take charge of the preparation of the board’s annual report. The shipping numbers—the amount of cargo entering and leaving Om, the nation’s only port—had not come in from the previous month. Zaria had heard from her chief of staff that morning that the unusual delay had no obvious explanation.

As Bradley spoke, she had closed her eyes and thought about Omislavan shipping, and how its figures gave a very good idea as to the health of the nation’s natural gas production. The sensation of the washcloths between her legs had made her body respond in a mortifying manner, but Zaria had tried to figure out whether Kaschak might have delayed the reports from the commerce committee.

On the stage of her imagination’s theater, huge ships laden with natural gas had done a stately dance, as wicked, menacing phantoms of musclebound men stroking their enormous, erect phalluses, tried to press into the boring ballet and make it wanton and shameful. Then Bradley had asked Master Emilio for the adhesive.

Zaria’s eyes had opened, and she had seen the little tube with its amber liquid inside. Inside her, on the stage that to her dismay she could somehow see even with her eyes open, the men all in black except for their rigid, naked penises, pushed aside the ships, and a naked girl appeared in the center of the dance. The men took hold of her, and spread her legs, and…

Zaria made the ships come back. Seventeen million tonnes. Twenty-five million tonnes. Figures from the last few months, affected by the weather in various way. Ten million tonnes. The huge ships sailed for foreign lands, and the young prime minister did her duty, supervising them from the audience.

She felt Bradley’s fingertip against the little place. The littlest place. A sob rose in her chest. She heard the terrible words.

Close up those labia, please.

In her imagination, still on the stage but behind the ships with their numbers painted on their steel sides, the naked girl was getting what she deserved. The big, strong men had bound her in a chair, and now they started to seal her naughty place.

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