บททั้งหมดของ His Plaything: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

"I decided today is the day," Aaron said. He leaned so close his chest was pressed up against hers. Toni could feel the hardness of his muscles and the warmth of him as he breathed down her neck. Instead of melting, she stared at him with defiance, determined not to take any of his crap. "Today is the day you quit," he clarified. "Why?" Toni asked, feeling brave. "Because Drake is getting involved?" Aaron flinched ever so slightly at the mention of that name. "What did he do to make you so afraid of him?" she asked, not in a taunting way, but genuinely interested. "I ain't scared of him," Aaron scoffed, curling his lip as he licked his teeth. He shook his head. "We used to be mates is all. Not that it's any of your business." "It is, actually," Toni said. "My friend is at his house right now and honestly... I don't trust him."&nbs

The walk to Aaron’s house only took ten minutes in real time but seemed to go on forever in Toni's mind. He didn't speak, just kept looking back at her with this awful smug look on his face. His annoying cute face. It simultaneously made her want to punch and kiss him. 'I'm so confused,' she thought. 'Why am I doing this?' It wasn't like he could force her. 'It was a bet,' probably wasn't going to stand up in a court of law if he forced her into sex. There was the obligation... and something deeper. 'You want to see his massive dick, you pervert.' Toni had done pretty much everything sexual. Everything but anal.  Today that would change. Aaron stopped outside a large but plain-looking red brick house. The garden wasn't pristine, but it was mowed and weeded. A trampoline and a swing set sat b

"Are you ready to go home?" Drake asked. Dailey nodded. She felt her lips stretching into a smile at the word home. Their home. When she felt his eyes lingering, she quickly uttered a "Yes, Master." He took the handle from her pocket and pulled her along, getting as many stares as they had done early despite the fact everybody knew about it. 'I can't wait till school is over and I can leave this hell hole,' she thought. It was a drastic overreaction, considering she'd loved the place up until a few weeks ago; back when she'd had friends, a boyfriend, and the admiration of her peers. Sam was the only reason she'd had anything to start with—that much became clear the moment they were no longer an item. He'd picked her from the gutter—Pretty Woman style—and given her everything. 'That doesn't mean he had the right to cheat on you,' she remind

Toni slipped her fingers into Aarons as they walked to school, their pace leisurely despite being late. He pulled his hand away as they approached the gate, muttering a goodbye as he ambled off in the opposite direction. It didn't offend or particularly offend Toni. She knew who he was when she decided to tangle with him. Once she'd climbed the stairs up to her creative writing class, she found they were just starting up. Drake was reading to a silent audience of gawkers as he'd done last week. "'I wasn't kidding when I said I was a fortune-teller,' he said, smiling. 'Do you want to see into your future?' June smiled and nodded, happy to go along with his game. This had to be some sort of move to get her into bed—some playful way to initiate sex," Drake read. "'I'm going to place this blindfold on you and when I remove it you will see everything in your future,' he said, wrapping a black scarf

"Come on," Drake said. "We're going to a party." That was all the warning he gave before yanking of the chain attached to her neck. She almost tripped and choked herself to death as he strode across the bedroom, managing to catch herself at the last minute. "Do you want me to get changed?" she asked.  When Drake stopped abruptly, she walked into his back. "Sorry" she uttered, looking down. He didn't seem bothered about her barging into him, his mind on other things as he assessed her outfit. "What to wear, what to wear," he muttered under his breath. Then he smiled. "You can wear that maid outfit I bought you." He riffled through the draw he'd designated as hers and pulled out the tiny piece of fabric. It was short and frilly, with matching knee socks and tied at the back with a belt. She looked good in it... if not a little odd sinc