Page 28 of Madness

I can feel my eyes droop, but I shake my head and focus on the chessboard in front of me,ignoring the heated glances from Jameson and moving my castle to take his.

He laughs, and I know I’ve fucked up, but the game continues, and he moves a pawn, taking mine and placing it to the side of the board where a collection of red pieces now sit.

“Are you getting tired, Red?” he mocks as my eyes droop again, and I know I’m only minutes away from losing consciousness.

Jameson rises from his seat and walks purposefully around his thick wooden desk, stopping just to the side of me.

His fingers brush through my hair, pushing it from my face, and he leans down, kissing me.

I try to return the kiss, but my lips don’t want to cooperate with the signals my brain is sending, and I see him smirk.

“Sleep, my love, and when you wake, I’ll make sure that my cock is still buried inside of you so we can finish together. I want to take my time with you tonight,” he whispers into my hair as he lifts me, depositing me on the couch that he had explicitly put in here for us.

The last thing I see is Jameson pulling his cock free from his pants, flipping my skirt up, and him sinking into me as the black abyss pulls me under.

It is my favourite game with him, after all.

Chapter Ten

Red slumps against the couch just as my cock sinks into her soaked pussy, and I grin down at her unconscious form.

The sedative I put in the vial this time was a fast-acting one, but it wears off within an hour, and I’m going to make sure she knows that I’ve used her for the entire time.

Filling her so full of my come that she still be able to feel me as she sleeps tonight.

Her pussy flutters around my cock before I’ve even fully bottomed in her, and as she lays thereso peacefully, I have to suppress the urge to fuck her like I want to and take my time.

There’s time for that later.

My calloused hands glide over the soft skin of her thighs, and my fingers dig into the creamy flesh as I drive myself further into her.

Every week, we play this game, and I make her feel full until she wakes with me buried inside of her, plugging my come until it soaks into her, leaving a part of me inside of her – marking her as mine.

She’s always been mine.

The first moment she walked into this office, my door nearly flew off the hinges as she demanded that Harry get to keep his pet mouse. Otherwise, she’d have my head and my job, and I was a goner.

My cock got so painfully hard that I had to hide my lower half behind the desk, even when all I wanted to do was bend her over it and fuck the brat out of her.

Red moans softly beneath me, and my hand fists into the couch material.

She’s so fucking beautiful, even with the scars and cuts that mar her body where she draws blood from for her mural on her wall.

I try to get her painting materials to sate her need to create, but Nurse White holds a lot more power than I do and refuses, saying it’ll put Redback in the dark space she was in that had her being committed here.

I try to protect her, but I’m also trying to protect every other person in Wonderland.

It’s why I moved the twins from the rabbit hole. The drugs affecting Dusty’s mind, making him lose days at a time.

Desmond played his cards with the guards, who gave him benefits such as not being chained to his bed or drugged. The only thing he couldn’t do was save his brother, and I’ve worked alongside Abe to get them transferred up here for months now.

The twins never should have been here in the first place.

Red’s pussy clenches around my cock, her second orgasm slowly taking over her body as I work myself in and out of her at an excruciatingly slow pace.

This is my solace, my home in this hell hole, and I wish I were a better man to give her thee Alice’s book with the detailed layout of how to escape Wonderland.

But I’m not.

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