Page 71 of Sold to Her Enemy

“Good girl.” I rub her clit in reward.

She moans, closing her eyes, tilting her head back. “Oh! Don’t stop!”

“I don’t think you’ve earned it yet.” I withdraw my touch.

“Ugh!” Mckenna’s whole body trembles as I clean my finger by dragging it under her breasts.

“Did you ever steal from the office of MM Industries?” I stand and hide my smile because I know the answer.

“Yes. Candy from your dad’s desk when he wasn’t looking.” I hear the laughter in her tone and smile.

My father has a fondness for sweets, and everyone knew it. We’d get in trouble when we raided his drawer.

“Open.” I take the cum filled, worn panties with the built-in vibrator from my pocket and stuff them in her mouth.

“No! Oh, God!” She squirms side to side on the chair.

“Yes, Mckenna. Open that pretty mouth.” Her lips close around them, her nipples tighten to hard points and I flick her right one. She whimpers.

“Good girl. I like that you are following directions. I’ll reward you.”

I circle her clit, and she gasps, her eyes glaring at me. “Your pussy is like fucking lava, Mckenna.” I push two fingers into her pussy, curling them upwards against her walls.

She mutters around the fabric in her mouth.

Her eyes blaze with desire so bright it burns me, making me want to give her the pain she enjoys so much. I grab her breast and squeeze it, until she moans around the fabric in her mouth, a low sound that makes the blood rush to my cock.

“Do you like this kind of treatment?”

She shakes her head so hard that the chair rocks forward.

“Somehow, I don’t believe you.” I wipe my hand on her thigh, stand, and walk around her in a slow circle. “What else can I ask you while your mouth is stuffed?” I place my hands on her shoulders, staring into her bright eyes from above. “Hmm. How many times do you masturbate a week?”

Mckenna’s muffled laugh makes me grin.

I remove my hands from her and walk around the chair. “Have you ever cheated on any of your exams?”

I glance over my shoulder at her to see her shake her head furiously. “Of course you wouldn’t. How long has Ava been threatening you?”

Mckenna whimpers.

I wish she had her hands free to raise her fingers because I suddenly want to know the answer to that question.

I stride over to the chair and remove the panties from her mouth. “I want to know.” I toss the panties across the room.

Mckenna licks her lips, her eyes downcast. Grabbing the bottle of water, I hold it to her lips, she sips the water.

“Answer me.”

“Oh…”

I rub her head gently. “Tell me, Mckenna.”

“She’s always been like that. It just got worse as we got older, and then when she picked up on you wanting to be around me, she just upped the defense. I think I was thirteen the first time she messed with my riding tack. Your mom didn’t admit it was Ava, but I think she knew.”

“What did she do?”

“On that occasion? She switched out the girths to a smaller one. I had my mare all ready to go but had to wait, and then I was late for our lesson.”

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