In Bad Faith (Priceless Playthings) by Elle Dusoir

Author:Elle Dusoir [Dusoir, Elle]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2021-11-01T00:00:00+00:00

Present

I look out across the city lights. The drawn words across my arm are smudged. The word SLAVE on my wrist is barely legible after all this time now. I still haven't been able to hold off.

Emmanuel runs a hand along my graffiti-covered skin. I came four times tonight during this session, each one deeper and harder than the last. If he'd lasted longer, I'm sure I would have kept on going.

If anyone had told me that this is what being a sex slave was like, I wouldn't have resisted it so much. Nonstop, daily orgasms with a sexy, dominant celebrity. How could it possibly get any better?

I know how good things are, though—especially in my life. They never last long. In this case, I know when the end is coming. There are still about three weeks left until the final judgment.

In every way, except one, I've been very obedient. I don't know how to control the explosions that rip through me whenever he's pumping his perfect cock in and out of me. What am I supposed to do?

I look over at Emmanuel. He's lying on his back with his arm around me. The taste of his cum is still on my tongue. Usually, he leaves right away. We've shared a meal or two every now and then, but they've been very formal.

This is the most relaxed he's every been around me. Maybe he's finally starting to let his guard down. It could be time.

I turn back to him. “Why did you pick me?”

He sighs. “You're still stuck on that.”

“It makes no sense.”

“To you,” he says.

I raise up on my elbows and flip over onto my stomach. I'm certain my tits look incredible. “Explain it to me. Please.”

Emmanuel looks over at me. “We've been over this.”

“I still don't understand.”

“You don't need to.”

I run a smudged finger along his strong chest. “I'm stubborn.”

He raises an eyebrow. “You don't say.” He throws the covers aside. I watch him cross to the bathroom. I can already feel him slipping away again. It has to be now or never.

I hop up and move into the doorway, just as the shower starts up. “It couldn't have just been a feeling about me.”

“Go back to bed, Faith.” There is no room for argument in his voice. That hasn't stopped me before. He steps into the shower.

I take a breath. I can't stop myself. My mind is racing now. I have to follow my impulse here. It might ruin me, but I can't let it go.

“You already knew me,” I say.

The words hang in the air between us. The water turns off. There is silence now, other than intermittent dribbling from the faucet.

I step forward. “I'm right, aren't I?”

Emmanuel grabs a towel and dries himself off. There's a strange look in his eye. It's all the confirmation I need.

“How do you know me?” I ask. “Did you come into the club or something?”

Emmanuel steps to the mirror and looks at himself. “Once. But, that's not it.”

I step up behind him, ignoring my labeled body for once.

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