Page 21 of Sold to Her Enemy

He pinches my nipple between his thumb and forefinger and lifts it toward the ceiling. The heat of his body blankets me, adding to the sensations that are coursing through my body.

“Do you know how long I have wanted to feel every part of your body? How much I wanted to make you hurt, Mckenna?”

I can’t do anything other than stare at him. The smoldering in his eyes is too much. Transformed from playfulness, he now looks at me with disgust.

“And now you are here, under my hands, helpless. Spread your legs wide. I want this pussy accessible to me at all times.”

My nipples harden at his words and I spread my legs wide because the look in his eyes dares me to disobey and if I follow his orders, maybe this misery will be over. But I don’t want it to be over. This is making me so turned on and I hate that, but the shame that swirls low in my belly is making every nerve ending flare to life with a neediness that’s making me eager to be his plaything.

Adrian clamps a hand between my thighs, his fingers jam into my pussy roughly, the pads of his fingers rough against my sensitive skin. “Look how wet you are, you filthy slut.”

His words make me whimper. Shame knots itself in my stomach. The drool keeps rolling down my face.

He lets go of my nipple, and grabbing a fistful of hair, he tugs until I am staring at the wooden plank ceiling.

“Not so high and mighty now, Mckenna. How does it feel to fall from your high horse?” He adds another finger, twists, and scissors them in my channel. It’s so painful that tears run down my face. But I crave it and I want more. The fire that started is raging now.

He removes his fingers from my pussy. With deliberate slowness, he wipes his gloved fingers over my lips, tracing them slowly.

“Put your hands on your head, fingers laced together, and bend over, Mckenna.”

My heart is racing so fast I hesitate a moment too long.

“Did you not hear me?” He grabs my lips in his gloved fingers and pulls. I swallow, the heat that’s vibrating through my body sending me to do his bidding as I bend over.

6 ADRIAN

Mckenna’s lip quivers as she leans down, thrusting her breasts out.

I stroll over to the table slowly and casually, taking off the gloves.

“I can smell you from here, my needy slut.”

The low moan that escapes through the gag is mournful and makes my cock throb.

I smile to myself with my back turned. These gloves are evil for this game because they pick up all the oil from the skin. No matter how clean Mckenna was after that shower, she wouldn’t be spotless, no matter what.

I snap on another pair and pick up the crop.

“Too slow, hellion.” Striding across the room, I lift her breast with one hand, and I bring the crop down on the tip of her nipple.

“Ow!” Her shoulders hunch forward, and her hands leave her head, covering her nipple protectively.

I tap the back of her hands with the crop.

“None of that. You will take your punishment for disobeying. Hold those breasts for me, hellion.”

She glares at me, and a flood of drool runs down her face. I swipe some with a gloved finger and rub it across her eyebrow. “Stay still.”

The anger in her eyes is so hot it almost burns me, but it’s the shiver that’s rolling through her body, the slight quiver in her legs that has my cock painfully pressing against my zipper.

I don’t give her any warning and strike her left breast just above her nipple. Then her right. She glares at me, but holds her ground.

Working up from her areola, I cover her breast with the flapper, bringing it down quickly, in a thud, thud, thud rhythm, before changing to the other side and flicking as fast as I can with my wrist.

The slappy sound against her delicate flesh makes me continue.

Mckenna moans after every slap. A bright red flush spreads across her neck.

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