“Hayden…” I whispered his name, pleadingly. “Say it…tell me what you want me to do to you,” Hayden commanded. “Make me…cum...Hayden…” I whimpered in between my incoherent moans of pleasure and lust. I couldn’t want any longer. I wanted to feel his fingers penetrate deep inside of me. I wanted him to rub my sensitive spot deep inside until I came. I cried out and my hips thrusted upwards sharply at the sudden plunge of Hayden’s thick fingers into my sopping wet pussy hole. Hayden had thrusted two fingers deep into me in one hard thrust. I felt my wet opening stretch to accommodate his entrance as his fingers filled me deep inside. I moaned with bliss and closed my eyes at the satisfaction of my love hole being filled up.My hips began moving on its own, pumping up and down to take in his fingers deeper inside of my body. My pussy walls clenched around

When I woke up, surprisingly, I was back in my own bedroom with a blanket placed over my body. Did Hayden carry me back here? He probably did. Who else could have done it? I had very fuzzy memories of last night and I must have fallen into a deep slumber before waking up this morning. The last thing I remembered was that I…Hayden made me came so much as part of his punishment…and my body was still feeling the consequences of that. 25 more days with Hayden in this penthouse. That was the first thought that crossed my mind when I woke up. I didn’t put up a calendar to strike out the days that had passed because there was no need to. I would accurately count down the days until these 30 torturous days ran out and I could return to my normal life. I showered, got dressed in casual clothes and left my bedroom. This has become my morning routine since I moved into this penthouse. As usual, I didn’t expec

Suddenly the large round pattern on the ground started rotating and descending. I stared at it, slightly shocked. I honestly thought that the round pattern on the floor was just for decoration, apparently, that wasn’t so. After descending into the ground, the found platform resurfaced, this time with a bright red Ferrari on it. For a moment, I felt like I was watching some sexy cars reveal at a motor show. Both the car and the way that it was transported up in style from the ground definitely made an impact. I couldn’t help staring at the red Ferrari sports car that was now parked in front of me. I hated to admit it but it was crystal clear that Hayden and I came from different worlds. Not that I didn’t know that already, but seeing his blunt display of wealth was just rubbing the truth in my face a little bit too much. “Stop staring and get in,” Hayden said. His hand grabbed my arm and began pulling me towards the

We arrived at our next destination which was one of the most famous luxury hotels in the city. Hayden parked his car right in front of the hotel lobby’s entrance where a valet dressed in a black suit came to assist Hayden. Without a word, Hayden placed his hand at the small of my back and began guiding me into the hotel. “Don’t act so nervous…” Hayden whispered closed to my ear. “It’s not like I can help it…” I whispered back. How can I not be nervous about this? I felt like I was about to have a mental breakdown or a panic attack at any moment. Everything about this place and this situation made me feel out of place like a fish out of the waters. “Hayden…I can’t do this…I’m very sorry,” I whispered as I suddenly stopped in my tracks. “Yes, you can. You look so beautiful tonight, I could mistake you for an angel that cam

“So, how do you know Hayden?” Josh asked as he tried to make light conversation with me.Unknowingly, he’s causing both Hayden and me much discomfort. I glanced over at Hayden, begging him to answer the question. I bet Hayden had decided not to tell anyone about our strange living arrangement and relationship. I mean, even I decided not to tell anyone about our bizarre situation. “She’s just a girl that I know…” Hayden answered vaguely. “Oh yeah?” Josh replied, clearly dissatisfied with Hayden’s vague answer.Thankfully, Josh didn’t push the topic any further and switched to asking me random questions about myself instead such as what I was up to lately. He showed genuine interest when I told him that I’m studying art. Overall, Josh and I seemed to get along just fine, and he was a very sociable person. “Do you have a good memory by any chance?” J