MasukShemika
“Next, orgasm control!” Dom muttered as he went for the sex tools on the ground and began to fumble for only God knows what.
He grabbed a vibrator and stepped closer to me on the bed.
I took a deep breath as I smiled at the vibrator while being brought closer to me.
He squatted down just next to me on the bed, “You can say Red if you want me to stop, and…” Dom wasn't done talking when I cut him off mid-sentence.
“Say Red to stop, and Green to continue!” I grasped as I completed the instructions for him, fuck, I ain't new to all this shit.
Dom stared at me in amused disbelief.
“Now we see how well you obey.” Dom's voice was gentle.
He tied my wrist with a soft band and I slowly parted my legs, spreading them even wider. My eyes burned with anticipation, fuck, I can't wait any longer.
“You don’t get to cum, for no amount of pleasure should make you cum.” Dom warned.
“Understood.” I murmured as I swallowed hard.
Dom leaned closer to me, “You can scream, you can moan, you can bite, but don't cum or you've failed.” he whispered into my ears.
“Fuck, I said I've heard you. Start already!” I yelled at him and he only smirked.
The quiet faint hum radiated in the room as he turned on the vibrator, my skin was already warm and ready from earlier fingering and wax play.
I stared at the vibrator in his hand as he slowly brought it down to my skin—my thigh.
He trailed the vibrator down my thigh, so that it tickled me without directly having an effect on me.
His eyes suddenly locked with mine, “Color?” He asked.
“Green!” I mumbled, as I was filled with eagerness to begin.
Slowly, he settled the toy on my clit, not directly into my dripping entrance yet, and just the gentle vibration on my clit made my hips ached up like I was being stung by an insect.
Dom pressed a button on the vibrator and its speed increased by about fifteen seconds, making my thighs shake tremendously despite the vibrator has not penetrated through me yet, it's just around the walls of my clit.
Slowly, Dom presses the tip of the vibrator inside my entrance and I suddenly shook on the bed
Fuck, I hate him for this.
The insertion was fucking slowly, causing a neutral arousal within me.
I inhaled sharply as the first quarter length of the vibrator penetrated into me. I choked on moaning the moment the first half of the vibrator slide in, and upon the full penetration, I clenched my fist and let out a loud moan.
Dom is such a crazy nigga.
He tilted the vibrator forward, pressing it further into me, forcing the incoming pressure directly towards my G-spot that my legs began to jerk.
I was no longer laying on the bed, I was hanging in the air, involuntarily aching my body up. The only thing that kept my balance was the rope that tied my wrist to the headboard.
“Fuck, I'm cumming!” I yelled.
“You can't!” Dom chucked, he seemed to be enjoying whatever he was doing to me.
Dom will pull out the toy slowly as if he would stop but then he will dip it back in slowly and I'll stretch out involuntarily, biting down my lips to hold in a loud groan.
He'll press the speed button on the vibrator and it will begin to grind me like never before, and I'll only moan, and tremble on the bed. Then he uses his palm to rub my clit slowly, making me approach climax even faster than I should have.
I squeezed the vibrator inside of me as I shut my eyes closed, trying to hold in the pleasure of cumming all over the toy.
Dom must have noticed my frustration, so he pressed a button on the toy again, now dropping the speed to minimum, relieving me from the pleasure that has approached orgasm.
I took a deep breath as my thighs shook out of my control.
He controlled the toy again, and it began to vibrate faster, then he'll stop again, yanking it out of my pussy. He repeated the same thing again and again, yanking the toy out of me just when I'm about to cum.
My chest will rise and drop involuntarily causing my breath to shallow.
“FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!” I screamed as I began to sweat.
“Please…please…I want to cum!” I begged, but Dom was such a bastard. The only thing he did was to press the toy in quivering rhythm, two quick jerks, and one pause—further testing my patience.
Dom knows I was just a second away from cumming but he kept doing it again and again. Fuck, I could kill him once I'm free from him.
He turned off the vibrator, but he still left it inside of me.
I settled down with a loud sigh.
I can't believe I was able to control myself not to cum.
Fuck, I did it.
He finally pulled out the vibrator from my dripping entrance and I crashed down on the bed, my thighs still shaking as I let out a loud cry and moan but sounded more like laughter.
“Damn, you're something!” Dom growled as he stepped back from the bed, now staring at me.
“Come on, let's go…what's next on your list?” I asked amidst my laughter.
“Well, we've done blindfolding, wax play, and orgasm control…so we're left with exhibitionism, denial, and BDSM…but it seems like you've proven who you're already, so we're stopping here.” Dom was staring at me in shock as he spoke.
“Alright, then loosen me up!” I growled as I tilted my eyes to my hands tied up to the bed.
Dom began to loosen me up, “Damn, you're rare!” He muttered as he couldn't look away from me.
I picked up my dress from the ground and put it back on.
Dom couldn't take his eyes off me.
“Fuck, stop staring at me like that!” I growled.
Lexi's POVThe first thing I became aware of was the pounding in my head.A deep, slow throb... like someone was knocking inside my skull from the inside.For a long moment, I kept my eyes shut. I was scared to open them, scared of what I might see. My body felt heavy, my neck stiff. My wrists ached-tight, burning pain that pulsed in time with my heartbeat.When I finally forced my eyes open, everything was blurry at first. Shapes. Shadows. A dim light flickering somewhere above.And then sitting across from me was Bishop.He was sitting right in front of me, not too far. Maybe three feet away. His posture was too calm, too deliberate. He had a gun in his hand, held low but ready, and his head was tilted slightly forward, eyes fixed on me in a way that made my chest feel tight.I swallowed hard, my throat dry as sandpaper. My vision adjusted slowly, and I saw the place I was in.The walls were concrete, damp and stained. The air smelled of rust, mold, and something else... something m
Lexi's POVI had just finished making another post.It was a good one-creepy, detailed, the kind my followers loved.Normally, after I made a post, I always took certain steps. Steps to make sure nobody could ever trace it back to me. I would hide my IP address, scramble locations, and clear my digital footprints. I'd done it for years without ever making a mistake.But this time...I didn't do it.I didn't even realize I had skipped it. My mind was still replaying the images from Bishop's cabinet-the photos of my sister, of that strange man(So called Mr. Saint), and of Bishop smiling with him. I was too distracted. Too restless. I closed my laptop with a sigh and leaned back against my bedframe, not thinking much of it.I still haven't realized what I have done.It totally skipped my mind.Then... my phone buzzed.Not Once, not twice, not thrice. It just kept buzzing and buzzing.At first, I thought it was nothing-maybe a random ad or a delivery notification. But then it didn't stop
Bishop's POVMy heart felt like it was cracking open. There was no escaping it anymore. I had to tell Shemika everything-everything, I mean every fucking truth now.I looked up at her-her face stained with dry tears, and flowing ones, her body bruised from the bastard's attack, her eyes demanding answers.I swallowed hard and began."Shemika..." I exhaled deeply. "That was my twin brother." I finally let the word out.She stared at me like I'd grown horns. "You have a twin brother?!" She asked with the softest tone I've ever heard from her. She was shocked, stunned and maybe startled by my revelations.I nodded. Slowly."Yes. He was dead." Then I paused and sniffed in softly. I tried to hold Shemika's hand but she yanked her arm away immediately."Just talk, don't touch me, Bishop." She yelled furiously."Yes, Shemika. I have a twin brother and he was dead-supposed to be." I lowered my head again then I lifted it up slowly and continued, "Or... at least I thought he was dead. Seven ye
Shemika's POVI was still smiling, sitting up in bed, waiting for Bishop to return with the surprise he said he had for me. My fingers played with the bedsheet, and my heart was dancing in my chest. What surprise could he possibly have for me? A ring? A puppy? Something big? My mind was running wild.But suddenly-BAM!My door flew open violently, crashing against the wall with such force that my heart jumped. My smile faded instantly.Bishop stepped in.At least, I thought it was Bishop.But Bishop was suddenly acting and looking different now, really different.He wasn't smiling anymore, unlike the way he walked out of the room earlier. His face was blank, cold, almost... lifeless. My brows furrowed. "Bishop?" I called, my voice small and confused. "What happened? Where's the surprise?"His response chilled me to the bone."Of course, I'm the surprise." He growled and this was when I perceived it, he was drunk, heavily drunk.His voice didn't even sound like his usual self. What's
Bishop's POVAs I zoomed into the driveway, I didn't waste a second before bursting into the house, it happened so fast-like a storm. My feet hit the tiled floor hard, making loud echoes down the hallway. I didn't even pause to catch my breath as I climbed the stairs three at a time until I reached Shemika's room.The moment I stepped in, I saw her-curled on the bed, crying softly while the maids flurried around her like worried bees. My heart froze."Shemi... what happened?" I said, breathlessly.All maids suddenly turned toward me, startled, but they seemed glad to see me. "Everyone out, now." I barked, my voice trembling with panic. Without hesitation, the maids bowed their heads and quietly stepped out, shutting the door gently behind them. I turned to Shemika immediately and rushed to her side, dropping to my knees on the floor by her bed.She was wiping her tears, sniffling quietly, still not saying a word."Talk to me, baby... what's wrong?" I asked again, gently brushing str
Lexi's POVIn the photo, Bishop was standing right beside that same man from Gemmy's photo. They looked like close friends but I wasn't sure. Maybe not friends, probably business partners, but I still wasn't sure.Bishop and the man were smiling in the picture and they didn't seem like enemies. They know each other, in fact, they are friends.So if Bishop knows this same man that was standing next to Gemmy in her photo, does that mean Gemmy had something to do with Bishop's friends?I was shocked and confused. I didn't know what to think now. I didn't want to think wrong."No. No way." I thought.Bishop knows about my sister's whereabouts.Without thinking twice, I brought out the first photo from inside my bra and again I started to compare it with the other one in my hand.Two different photos-one was my sister and a strange man which she seemed happy with, and the other photo was carrying Bishop and that same strange man in Gemmy's photo.So what's happening now?Who's that man?Sa







