Page 6 of Bound To Me

He waited as he slowly eyed me up and down.

I almost spoke to object, but I couldn’t form any words. I unhooked my bra and slipped down my underwear.

A smile arose on his face as he looked me up and down again.

“What a beautiful, soft body you have,” he praised, stopping at my eyes.

That was not a compliment I had ever received.What does a soft body mean?

“Thank you.” I felt my eyebrows twitch as I spoke, unsure of myself.

He started to walk around me, surveying my body. If any other man did that to me, I would have pushed him away and run out of the room. But there was something about him; not just his looks, but his dominance and the power he exuded.

“I’m going to tie this rope around your wrists behind your back. Do you consent?” he asked as he stood behind me.

I turned my head, my heart racing wildly.What the fuck have I gotten myself into?“Yes.”

Oh god, I’m gonna get murdered, aren’t I?I didn’t think I would even be mad if he murdered me—he was too good-looking.

My chest rose and fell quickly as he began to bind my wrists together.

“Your safe word is ‘red.’ You can use it when I’m doing something to you that you don’t want or like,” he explained.

My heart was racing. “Okay.” I nodded, although he was still behind me.

“And you will now refer to me as Daddy. Do you understand?”

“I—yes, Daddy.”Holy fuck, why is that turning me on so much?I hadn’t called anyone daddy except for my actual dad, and that hadn’t been in almost twenty years.

He chuckled softly. “You’re a quick learner, my sweet girl. Do you want to please Daddy?”

My breathing hitched. I somehow wanted that more than anything in the world.

“Yes, Daddy.”

He had finished tying my wrists together and stood in front of me. “Good. Then get on your knees.” His voice was so deep and God, that accent drove me insane.

I quickly dropped to my knees. I knew that whatever he told me to do, I’d do it.

He stared down at me and gently put his hand to my cheek.

“Beg for Daddy’s cock.”

The arousal I felt between my thighs as I stared up at him had me instantly begging.

“Please, Daddy. I want your cock,” my shaky voice let out.

His eyes set ablaze. “What a good girl.”

He pulled down his boxer briefs and let his hard cock spring free in my face. I instantly gasped—I only saw cocks like his in porn.

“Suck,” he ordered.

I opened my mouth wide and pressed my lips to the head of his cock. He pulled away quickly and shook his head.

“Eyes on me.”

I shifted my gaze to his and took him into my mouth, moans escaping my throat as I found a steady rhythm. He watched me as he took his hand behind my head, holding my hair.

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