Todos os capítulos de WICKED TEMPTATIONS (STEAMY COLLECTIONS): Capítulo 61 - Capítulo 70

Fia was nervous. George had reassured her again and again there was no reason to be nervous, but she was. She felt she had good reason, even after the two weeks of training he had given her.It was funny to call it training because it was really just sex. All sorts of sex. All sorts of sex she couldn’t say no to. Well, actually, she could say no to it, but that would end their master-slave relationship. He had made her suck his cock; he came in her mouth; he had fucked her in every possible position; he had fucked her on his balcony where anyone could see; he had fucked her ass; he had fucked her pussy while the princess plug was in her ass; he had watched while she masturbated; he had made her eat his ass; he had spanked her ass and her pussy; he had cum in her pussy, in her ass, on her face and tits.The only thing he hadn’t done was play with her tits. He said they needed to heal.George was right. After the first day the pain had subsided but then the real healing had begun. The c

She fell asleep on the drive back to his apartment. Fia was exhausted.Her body ached, but it was a good ache. She felt used and that was a goodfeeling. She couldn’t explain it.George woke her in the parking garage and made her walk up to hisapartment. She slumped against him in the elevator. Her dress was back onand she knew she looked a mess, but it was just the sort of mess that wouldbe apparent after a night of clubbing.Even so, she could still feel cum dripping out of her pussy and down herthighs.George had her take a shower before he put her to bed. She was nakedwhile sleeping except for her silver choker.As she drifted back to sleep, she realized she had never felt so lovedever before.“Did you enjoy yourself last night?” asked George in the morning. Heactually brought her breakfast in bed on a tray and everything. Eggs, toast,jelly, butter, coffee, even a muffin and a container of yogurt. She didn’t feellike a slave; she felt like a princess.She wanted to feel l

They didn’t release her hands or remove her hood. Fia remained silent.She told herself that this was just an elaborate prank or, more likely, an elaborate game that George was playing. She had agreed to be a slave so this was what she had to do.It was impossible to tell where she was taken. At first Fia was certain she was just being moved through the club, possibly to a new room where she would be properly used as a slave and then returned to George. She was taken to a room for a few minutes. The people with her, the man and whoever had taken possession of her and maybe one or two others who remained silent, said nothing to her beyond a warning to stay quiet and brief instructions on where to walk.Fia wasn’t given her dress back. It wasn’t that she was cold. It was that she was exposed. Before getting naked in front of the people she barely knew in the club had been fun, now she wasn’t so sure.Eventually she was brought down a set of concrete stairs and loaded into a car. Her nak

It was a gilded cage, Fia quickly realized. Her room was beautiful. The house was beautiful. Food was provided. She was escorted to a small exercise gym in the mansion’s basement. Matthew, who variously described himself as her groom or valet, escorted her everywhere. He could have been her jailor.She had, more or less, the run of the place and the grounds, though she wasn’t eager to go outside because the autumn weather had turned from unseasonably warm to a sharp chill. It would have been nice to walk the grounds of the small estate, situated as it was above the Hudson River, but it was too chilly and the one thing she was denied was clothing. She wore only shoes when needed and her leather collar.Fia’s first day of captivity was…boring. After getting fucked by Master Adrien with Mistress Solange watching, she explored the house, requested some food, availed herself to the entertainment options available (television, both streaming and broadcast; books, music), and wondered what t

The housekeeper that woke them in the morning wasn’t the least bit disturbed to find the mistress of the house in bed with another woman. Fia supposed that was the least strange thing about working in this modern-day seraglio.Fia was allowed to shower in the mistress’s bathroom. Again, no clothes were offered to her. When Solange was ready, she put Fia’s collar back on, attached the leash, and brought her slave down to the dining room where Adrien waited for them. Breakfast was already laid out. He rose and greeted his partner (wife?) with a kiss, and they immediately set to chatting about the day’s plans and what they needed to do at the office.Solange indicated Fia to sit next to her. The leash went to the hook. It was largely ceremonial because Fia could have freed herself at any point. She didn’t want to.Solange and Adrien were already dressed for the day in business suits. Fia wore nothing, as befit her position.“Before we leave for the day, I need to give Bianca some instruc