Their Slave

Amber’s P.O.V.Nathan secures my ankles to a spreader bar with leather cuffs on each side, locking them into a completely helpless state. He pulls the centre, extending its length and forcing my legs high up into the air, stretching them uncomfortably wide apart before chaining my wrists to the metal as well. I’m completely suspended on the edge of the table, left entirely at their mercy."God, just look at the way this bar flawlessly spreads her pussy open.” Nathan buries his face between my thighs and sucks on my wet pussy with a fierce hunger, driving me crazy.Then he moves away, and Hunter spanks my pussy with his hand before rubbing it roughly. “So fucking beautiful and hot,” he praises, giving another heavy slap to my centre."Now... now the real fun begins." Nathan’s voice makes my body shiver. My stepbrothers stand tall at the edge of the table with evil smiles. I’m naked and fully spread for them while they remain fully dressed. It shows their complete power in this basemen

Amber’s P.O.V.There is an awkward silence inside the car. I sit in the passenger seat, my fingers tightly gripping the strap of my sling bag, completely overwhelmed by the awkward tension stretching between us.I steal a glance at Hunter from the corner of my eye. I just can't stop noticing how brutally handsome he is. He is dressed in a perfectly tailored dark suit that emphasises his broad shoulders and massive frame. His jawline is sharp, covered in a light shadow of stubble, and his blue eyes are completely captivating, like deep, frozen lakes. He looks incredibly hot, but his expression is ice-cold as he stares straight ahead at the dark Manhattan road.Even though he is sitting right beside me, completely dominating the space with his heavy presence, my mind keeps wandering back to the past. In this suffocating silence, the memories of what I've been running from won't stop clawing at my brain. I need a distraction. I need noise."Hey, don’t you think it’s getting awkward that

Amber’s P.O.V.My pussy aches to be touched by him as he kisses me hard. His tongue is completely dominating my mouth, destroying any sense of reality I have left.I’m so turned on.I’m so damn wet for him. The heat pooling between my thighs is unbearable, and at this moment, I want nothing except to feel his hand on my wetness. I want his fingers to slide inside me and relieve the agonising pressure he just created.But right as his fingertips brush against the lace of my panties, the loud ring of a phone shatters the quiet night air.Hunter freezes. The dark, wild hunger in his blue eyes instantly snaps back into a cold, guarded mask. Without saying a single word, he yanks his hand out from under my nightdress, steps back, and rushes away toward the mansion, leaving me completely high and dry.I slump back against the wooden swing, my chest heaving as I try to pull air into my lungs. My lips are bruised, my body is literally vibrating with unsatisfied arousal, and he just left me

Amber’s P.O.V.The cool night breeze off the water does nothing to soothe the constant ache between my thighs. As I walk slowly around the pool, my mind is lost in the thoughts of that particular man with a pair of cold blue eyes.I haven’t seen him since yesterday morning. Suddenly, he startles me, coming in front of me. Before I can ask something, his heavy hand grips the back of my neck, and I am slammed hard against his solid chest.He doesn't say a single word. He just captures my lips in a hungry kiss before I can even process his presence. His tongue forcefully invades my mouth, demanding complete submission. He presses me back against the edge of the stone wall, grinding his hard cock roughly against my wetness. A jolt of pure electricity shoots straight down to my core, and despite the rough treatment, my body instantly responds. I fucking love it. It feels exactly like one of the dark fantasies I map out on my tablet. My imagination is bleeding directly into reality.Bu

Amber’s P.O.V.I pace across my bedroom, a high-voltage current snapping through my veins. I’m completely losing my mind. My wet nightdress feels suffocating against my skin, but nothing is more torturous than the agonising, empty ache throbbing between my thighs.He left me. He just walked away and left me completely stranded in the middle of a roaring fire.My buttocks are still burning, throbbing fiercely from the brutal heat of his heavy palms, and every single pulse of that pain only makes me wetter for him. God!The reality of his spanking was a thousand times hotter than any scene I've ever imagined or written. I slide my trembling hand down, desperately trying to touch myself, to find some release, but it’s useless. It isn't helping at all. My fingers can't replicate his weight, his cruelty, or his presence. I don't want a phantom fantasy anymore. I want to feel the real thing inside me. I want to lose my virginity to this dangerous, unforgiving man.Driven by pure sexual