Wrapped Around Your Finger: A Story of Submission by Alison Tyler

Author:Alison Tyler [Tyler, Alison]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781627780759
Publisher: Cleis Press
Published: 2014-08-18T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty

Why?

I posed the question before, tongue in cheek, yes, but still:

How do you make a sadist?

I don’t spend my time pondering this query too often, don’t worry so much about the flip side of the coin, either. What makes a masochist? What makes a sub? Oh, fuck. Who knows, right? You can agonize. Or you can go forward. But that little voice whispers every so often—why? A tiny tremor reverberating, growing louder as the days get colder, as the nights get longer.

Why?

Jack fucked me with every part of himself. I was bound. Tight and firm, without any ability to actively participate. But I felt what he was doing. Taking me as hard as he possibly could. As if to wipe away any of his own nagging questions. To erase them with the brutal force of his body on mine. I don’t even have to say how much I enjoy fucking this way. Jack’s cock was like steel inside me, hitting me hard and fast, making me whimper as the climax built. Jack’s was the most perfect cock I’d ever had, so suited for my body it was like we were made for each other. Physically poured into molds that would fit so intricately well together. No factory error here.

But once again, this was different. Jack thrust inside of me, his muscles tense, over and over, and yet…and yet… he didn’t come.

I knew his rhythms by now, could predict when he would speed up, or slow down, or stay still within me for a moment, to feel my body tighten on his, to win the velvety vise of my inner embrace. But not tonight. Tonight, everything was skewed, turned on the side, flipped upside down.

He climbed off me, let me loose, and then he stood and looked at me, and I knew he was planning, plotting, and I knew to stay silent, to wait. Still that question grew louder in my mind:

Why? Come on, Jack, why?

There was no Sir at the end of my query now. He was Jack again. But why was he like this, with the need to test me every step of the way, not always seeming to understand that sometimes he couldn’t pass those very tests himself? I watched him, warily, understanding that Jack was on a mission now. He was proving something.

To me? Perhaps.

To himself? Definitely.

The room was filled with deliciously deviant devices, and a normal girl would have been fearful of what Jack might come up with. I don’t pretend to be normal. In fact, I no longer am able to muster that ability. Crops, and whips, and belts, and paddles, pain, and danger—these are my aphrodisiacs, and I love them. I was excited as Jack slid back into his slacks and roamed the room. Would he put me in the chair he’d used with Alex? Would he bend me over that spanking horse once more? Would I find myself up in the cage, watching what—I could only guess?

Jack lingered at each part of

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.