Calling the Plays by Marlee Wray

Author:Marlee Wray [Wray, Marlee]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Stormy Night Publications
Published: 2017-11-02T16:00:00+00:00

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Meghan was overwhelmed and crying softly as Dean fed her stew.

“Please untie me,” she said through sniffles. “I’ve learned my lesson.”

He set the bowl aside, brushing away her tears. “Why are you crying?”

Her face crumpled, and the crying worsened. She’d been so emotional all week. She knew some of it was from lack of sleep, some from being premenstrual, and some was from being with Dean in general. She was humiliated that he’d not only caught her with her hand in her panties, but he’d told her in no uncertain terms that she was his little sex slave to use however he wanted and then had tied her up to reinforce the fact that her body was just a toy to be played with by him.

In this state, she couldn’t feed herself or sit up or so much as wipe away the tears that were dripping down her face and making her skin itch. She was completely helpless, completely at his mercy. Which she hated. And loved.

The more things he did to her, the more tightly bound to him she felt.

She was getting used to asking for his opinion on everything. She hated when she was home alone at night. She liked when he kept tabs on her and acted like every little thing she did mattered to him. He had a way of making her feel like she was the center of the universe, and it was incredibly addictive. So addictive that he had her trussed up like a turkey, and she couldn’t even imagine breaking up with him.

“Meghan,” he said. “I asked you a question.”

“I’m crying because I’m scared.”

He grabbed the soft fleece throw blanket from the top of the couch and draped it over her. Then he lifted her by the shoulders and sat on the couch, lowering her so her head was on his thigh.

He brushed away her tears and rubbed her arm and side through the blanket.

“If you misbehave and I catch you, I’ll punish you. Every time.”

“Why do you have to be so strict? You know I’m trying really hard to give you what you want.”

“Because being strict is part of the way I get what I want.”

“Why?” she asked, blinking against new tears that threatened to spill.

“I don’t know,” he said, running his hand up her side to cup her breast, testing the weight of it, squeezing it, making it ache for more. He brushed his thumb over her nipple. “You’re wonderful, with a body that’s lush and delicious. It’s easy to get carried away with wanting to control and possess you.”

“Do you have to control me this much?” she asked.

“Probably not. But I like to.”

“Don’t you think it’s mean to make me cry by tying me up?”

“Sure, but it’s also satisfying to know you can’t break my rules and lie to me about it without having to pay the price. I also think that deep down you like knowing how much your actions matter to me.”

“You treat me like a sex toy.

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