ANMELDENWhat?”How did she know I was with Tom? More importantly, how did she already know my name?“You must be wondering what I know?” She gave me a pointed look. “Look, we don’t have much time. I want you to know what Tom is. I can help you get away from him, if you want.”Just then; there was a loud knock on the door. It was followed by Fred’s voice.“Mrs. Blackthorn? Are you in there?”“Here,” Emma pushed a card into my hand. “My contact info. Feel free to reach out to me if you need my help. I’m only a phone call away.”“Who are you?” I whispered back to her. Emma merely smiled and withdrew back into the stall. Just as she shut the door, Fred burst in.“Hey!” I snarled at him. “You have no right to barge in here. What if I had my panties out?”“Forgive me Mrs. Blackthorn, but you weren’t saying anything.” He gave me a sheepish look. “Are you done? If you’re done, allow me to escort you back to mr. Blackthorn.”“I was fine. I’m fine.” I ripped a tissue off the dispenser and wiped my hand
There. I had said it. And now, I was struggling to breathe. I was abuzz. The need to be fucked was viseceral.“What was it like?” Tom pressed down on that special button and I wanted to yank it out of his grip. I wanted to beg him to fuck me. To take me right here, in this car. “Did you enjoy having two cocks obliterate your pussy? Did it make you come hard, feeling them hurt you?”“Y-Yes!” I writhed on his lap, tried to clench my thighs together, to ease some of the ache in my clit, but Tom wouldn’t let me.Because this was punishment. It had to be.I gripped his thighs with all my might. Bit down on my bottom lip until I tasted blood.The vibrations were impossibly fast now. Vicious. And then, they stopped. Without warning. It just came to a halt and I was on the verge of losing my shit.My thighs trembled. Heat flooded my core. I let out a whimper of protest.Tom Blackthorn hauled me up until I was straddling his thighs. He gripped my jaw roughly and then, he was kissing me.His ki
It was evident in the way he kept watching me with that amused expression on his face, only this time, there was something way darker in those intense orbs.He stood up without warning and I sucked in a deep breath. Everything about him set me on edge. His close proximity excited me and frustrated me in equal measure. One thing was for sure, and it was the fact that I didn’t know what he was capable of.“Get up,” He commanded. He stepped behind me and gripped the sides of my chair. Even though every cell in my body was screaming at me to defy him, I found myself doing exactly as I was told. I got up and allowed myself to be led out of the balcony, forgetting the rest of my breakfast. Tom’s hand was warm; his grip firm.Back in the bedroom, there was a package lying on the mattress. It was a black package with a silver bow tie. Tom picked up the box and eased the bow tie off. Inside the box was a piece of round metal. It looked cold; shaped like a golf ball.A sex toy.I watched him p
I woke up to nerve wracking pain. I groaned, even as flashes from last night came rushing through my vision.The belt lashes. The hard slaps on my cheek. The hair grabbing. Being fucked by Tom. Being called every degrading name under the planet.It was finally sinking in, that I had fucked my abductor last night. The same man, who was holding me against mt will. Who had devised a way for us to get married, while I was lying unconscious in this very room.Mrs Blackthorn,I was going to be sick.The other side of the bed was empty. While the entire mattress was rumpled ,a tell tale sign of our rigorous activities from last night…it didn’t look as if ‘my husband’ had slept next to me.Which was fine by me. I wasn’t sure I could face him right now without hurling a pillow at his insufferable head.I got out of bed. My muscles ached. My jaw hurt from being hit last night. I wondered how many bruises I had on my butt.I picked up the nearest robe I could find and put it on. Just as I got ar
Lyra stepped into the red room, the hairs on her skin erect. She met Tyron standing beside the bed with his hands tucked in his trousers but he wasn’t alone.He was with Ziko, her cousin.“Come here, slowly ,” Tryron ordered, his eyes focused okn her. The slowness of her movements as she complied was the sweetest type of torture. Her toes curled as his shirt hit the carpeted floor to reveal the perfect body that hid beneath.He crooked his finger, summoning her closer. Lyra moved until she was near enough for him to reach over and cup her breast through the fabric of her loose dress. Squeezing gently, he marveled at how she sucked in harsh breaths. Tyron’s fingers landed on her cheek and then dipped into her mouth, his eyes silently telling her what he wanted her to do and like an obedient slave, she sucked on his fingers, moving her head while moaning into his hand. The anticipation of having him inside her mouth, inside her cunt and any hole he wanted to use made her squir
2.In hell there was no day or night, just their existence and for Lyra, her own existence was all on pleasing Tyron, the king of hell.She stepped into the bathroom while Tyron was in the shower.“Can I join you,sir?” She asked, her lips a humble whisper.Tyron gave her ass a playful whack before sneaking his hand up her body. “Mmmm,” Lyra moaned. She sucked in a harsh breath when he pinched a nipple as drops of water peppered his chest, sliding down and catching on his nipples before moving along the lines of his abs and disappeared into the black hair that peeked below. The divine sight of him wet, and the agony of being used by him ropelled Lyra forward. Tyron opened his arms, catching her as she rushed into him with desperate haste, claiming his mouth with mine and kissing him. A moment later, Tyron switched off the shower as Lyra wrapped her hands around his dick. He was already at half-mast when she gripped him, wanting to feel the velvety skin under her palm. She began







