Owning O by Maren Smith

Author:Maren Smith
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Blushing Books Publications
Published: 2015-03-10T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

Lying on her stomach, her eyes bleary with sleep, Tavy awoke the next morning in a rumpled bed of satin and pillows. An arm and tufts of black hair were sticking up out of the blankets beside her. It wasn't until she heard Master Alan's rattling snore, and saw the black padded cuffs binding her wrists to a bondage ring in the wall of the bed, that she remembered where she was and why.

Lifting her head off her arms, she craned for a better look at the man snoring softly beside her. He hadn't fucked her, not once, all night long. That was a first for her. Usually, that was one of the first things her Castle-appointed Tops did. Out of all she'd had thus far, only one other hadn't bent her over at least once—and that was because he'd been too old. Not even the little blue pill had helped, and he'd popped so many she'd started to worry about him. Eventually, he'd given up on getting his cock hard enough to use, and resorted instead to inserting other things, opening every vibrator and dildo package that came in their room's fully-stocked toy box. He'd even put his cellphone inside her, just to see what would happen when it vibrated.

She stared at Master Alan, not at all sure what to make of the man. He looked so peaceful and calm. Of course, he was calm when he was awake, too. Calm and quiet. Seemingly so gentle, although gentleness had definitely not been in his repertoire while he'd been holding that cane in his hand.

A tiny blossom of heat unfurled in the pit of her belly. She'd never wanted to associate anything she experienced here with something pleasant, and last night hadn't been, but those lines were blurring now. With the soft glow of early morning filtering in through the drawn balcony curtains, with that warmth spreading through her stomach, the memory of how it had felt when Alan pried her arms from around the pillar to bring her down into this bed began to distort. She had liked it when he'd stretched out beside her, folding her in his arm just to hold her while she sobbed. Even the intensity of the pain as it melded into her flanks, becoming a dull burning throb, began to evoke erotic nuances. She wanted to reach back and, through one touch, relive a little… but when she tried, the wrist cuffs clicked against the bondage ring and the snoring beside her ceased.

Not yet prepared to face him, Tavy dropped back onto her arms and pretended to be asleep.

Unnatural silence stretched on for what seemed like forever, filling the bed. Any minute now, she expected him either to move or to start snoring again. When he did neither, the itch-like need to steal a peek became more than she could resist. She knew she was caught. Even before she opened her eyes she knew it, but seeing him with his head raised

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