Slave Island by Claire Thompson

Author:Claire Thompson
Language: eng
Format: mobi, pdf
Tags: Non-consensual Abduction
Published: 2012-10-14T23:16:18+00:00

Chapter 8

Julianna was on Anders‘ bed, spread eagle with her wrists and ankles roped at the

corners of the mattress, her hips raised by several pillows beneath her ass. Anders sat

beside her, running his hands over her bare body. He had set a short, thin cane with a

black leather handle on the bed beside her. She didn‘t want to think about how it might

be used.

―You are beautiful, Julianna.‖ Anders ran his fingers over her breasts and lightly

squeezed her rising nipples. His other hand trailed down her stomach and paused over

her pussy, the fingers moving with butterfly lightness.

As he touched her, he said, ―Today you will begin to learn orgasm control. Your

ultimate goal is to accept whatever pleasure is offered you, but never to climax until

your Master gives his permission. On the flip side of that, you must learn to come on

command, but that will be for a different day.‖

He lifted his hand from her pussy and touched his fingers to her mouth, pushing

past her lips to wet them with her saliva. He placed the wet fingers on her spread sex,

teasing in a circle around her clit and moving down to her entrance. Pressing gently

inside her, he found that sensitive spot again. As he stroked and teased her, Julianna

found herself moaning. She clamped her mouth shut, again angry at herself for

responding so easily to this man.

He leaned over and kissed her cheek. ―Don‘t fight your reactions. Let them flow. I

love how responsive you are, Julianna. You will make your Master very happy one

day.‖

If this was supposed to be a compliment, it had the opposite effect. Julianna wanted

to scratch the man‘s eyes out. She tugged at the ropes that held her wrists, determined

not to respond to his touch again.

His fingers moved relentlessly inside her while she struggled to ignore the

sensations he was creating. Finally slipping them out, he drew them up along her labia

and began to rub her clit in light, even strokes. His touch was at once gentle and

insistent. Julianna closed her eyes and blew out a breath, trying to fight the rising

pleasure, powerless to close her legs or resist him in any way.

―Ooh,‖ she heard herself moaning, despite her promises.

―Ask permission.‖

No. She would not come. She wouldn‘t give him the satisfaction. She wasn‘t his

object, goddamn it, no matter how skilled he might be with his fingers. She felt the

impending orgasm recede and silently congratulated herself. Fuck you, Anders, she

thought.

Perhaps he sensed her withdrawal, because he again pressed his fingers inside her.

She was wet now with her own juices and the fingers glided in easily, moving sensually

inside her, making her catch her breath as he found the sweet spot. She was breathing

hard, almost a pant, despite her efforts to control herself.

His fingers still buried inside her, he used his other hand to tease her hard clit.

―Fuck,‖ she blurted breathlessly.

―Ask permission.‖

Oh god, she couldn‘t help it. She started to buck against his hands. All at once the

hands were withdrawn and a sharp, slicing sting of the cane took their place. Julianna

screamed, her orgasm abruptly curtailed by the pain.

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