Page 36 of Enemy of the State

“Yes, sir.”Oh, fuck me straight to Hell.My dick kicks in my pants, and I nearly come right there, a single word practically undoing me.

“Sir, huh?” I murmur into her ear mirthlessly, lazily dragging my hand up from her breast to the front of her throat. I don’t squeeze, just linger there threateningly.

“Isn’t that what you army blokes like to be called?” she replies, her voice vibrating against my palm.

“I think I like that. Keep doing it.”

“No,” she snaps. Regaining her composure, her body stiffens in my arms.

“I don’t think you’re in a position to negotiate here, Lou,” I admonish.

“Neither are you.”

I smirk beneath my mask. This is the side of Lou that I never tire of seeing come out to play.

“No?”

“I’m the one with the answers you seek.”

“Ah, but I’m the one with my hands on your hot little body,” I say as I tweak her clit, reminding her who’s in charge. “Since you’re all tied up with nowhere to go, it seems to me that you’re not in a position to be making demands.”

I can’t see her face, but the way she sucks in a breath tells me that she’s gearing up to launch into a tirade, so I cut her off, pinching her clit hard as I cut in, “Now that we’ve gotten that out of the way, let’s play a game.” Moving my hand from her throat back down to her breasts, I roll her nipple between my fingers. “You know, since you like playing those so much.”

Clarifying, I explain, “I watched that little porno you made. You like being a tease, don’t you, putting yourself on display like that for me, dipping your fingers into your soaking pussy until you come with my name on your lips?”

She laughs then, the sensuous noise fizzing through the room like effervescence rising to the surface of bubbly wine. “Would you like a repeat performance? I’m on again at eight.”

Ignoring her retort, I pinch her nipple until her amusement disappears, replaced by a squeak of discomfort.Good, I hope it hurts.

“You’re going to answer my questions.”

“That’s not going to happen.”

“Then you don’t get to come today, but I’ll still allow you to scream my name.”

While this wasn’t how I anticipated today’s session to go, I’m chomping at the bit to see if I might get some answers this way, after all. Now that I’m here, her incredible body naked and at my mercy, I can’t stop, can’t shut my inner sadist down.

Lou and I are both doomed now that the darkness has been unleashed, but if anyone can find a way to develop night-vision, it’s this woman. So far, she appears to be able to see me through the pitch dark, but I wonder if that’ll still be true if I push her harder than I have before.

“Do you want to admit how wet you are right now, or should I be the one to tell you?” I ask into her ear, and she squirms against me. She’s wetter than the Pacific, but I suppose that Hell will have to freeze over before she’ll admit that. My chest vibrates with an amused hum as I answer my own question. “You’re wet, Lou, but I think you could be wetter.”

I dip my fingers inside her once again, slowly pumping in and out of her hot, sopping cunt before inquiring, “How many people work for you?”

When she says nothing, I try again, “Who is your second-in-command?”

Still, silence, only the sound of her pussy feasting on my fingers filling the room.

“What about the next attack? Where is the location of that?”

Her mouth remains closed, and I bend down to rest my maskedcheek against hers as I withdraw from her desperate sex. Crushing her clit between my fingers, she squeaks as my gravelly voice reappears in her ear. “You’re not starting off very well. I think you need an incentive,” I offer, stepping away from her body, taking a moment totryto pull myself together.

I want to break her, reduce her to a withering mess,I think to myself, determined to get what I want.

Right now, all I want is her: her body, her mind, her goddamn soul. I want her to languish in the pain I inflict, suffering as I dole out unspeakable things.

I want to hurt her.

Breathing through those savage thoughts, I squat down, unstrapping her ankles, leaving her wrists restrained at her back, before stepping in front of her. My voice is hoarse, full of thick, tenebrous desire as I order her. “Get on your knees.”

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