Page 26 of Such a Bad Girl

‘Bex,’ he murmured, finally getting control of his tongue. ‘Let me go.’

‘When you’ve earned it, Sir. But first, you need to learn to be my good boy.’

His mouth opened wide as he made to scream, but I was prepared, of course. I slipped off my panties and stuffed them in his mouth, sealing over it with duct tape.

Sitting, I fetched my coffee and took a lengthy sip, watching him struggle until he tuckered himself out.

Silly sausage.

He’d learn, eventually.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

HENRY

Screwing my eyes shut,I tried to ignore the reality of my situation. The sound of hot liquid hitting plastic made my insides shrivel as she held the bottle tightly against the head of my cock.

‘This isn’t what I had in mind.’ Bex sighed as she waited for me to finish.

‘Then let me go.’

‘I will. Soon, I hope. You just need to understand the situation before I can.’ Rebecca moved away, taking the bottle with her to the bathroom.

For the hundredth time, I tried to pull my hands free of the cuffs, but they were too tight.

At first, I’d tried screaming, but that only ended with my mouth stuffed with dirty panties and tape holding them in. I’d gagged for a full hour before she removed them. The thought of the panties in mymouth made me shudder. I couldn’t stand the feel of fabric against my tongue.

So I’d have to charm my way out. It was the weekend, so no one would look for me until Monday, when I failed to show for work.

Playing her game was the only option.

So I drank when she offered me water. I ate when she passed me food. And yes, I pissed in the goddamned bottle.

Bex came back armed with a basin of soapy water and a washcloth.

‘I don’t think you need?—’

‘Iknowwhat I need, Henry.’

I stiffened when she wrung out the washcloth and scrubbed my body, working in steady strokes over my arms and chest. How had I missed her following me for years? I’d barely noticed her when I’d babysat with Melissa. Rebecca had been a hindrance in my quest to get to see my girlfriend’s tits. She hadn’t been on my radar then, nor over the following years. Only to find out she’d stalked me for years. Photographed me. Lured me in like some idiot.

And I’d fallen

Hard.

The previous night I’d pursued her like a monster, chasing her and having my way, or almost,with her. Never had I been so utterly blinded with lust.

But now? Anger replaced lust. Betrayal. She'd swindled me into falling for a student who I had no right to be with, and all under a pretence.

The cloth moved lower, skating over my stomach, the warmth and rough texture making my eyes roll. Admitting it felt good made me tense all over.

I didn’t want to want her.

‘I wish you could see, Henry, that I’ve only done this because of how strongly I need you. That obsession you felt? It’s burned me up for years.’

I remained silent as she skirted around my cock and washed my legs.

‘Don’t you want a woman who adores you that much? Who wants you enough to do anything to have you?’ Her voice was soft and warm. ‘No one will ever love you like I do. Not the way you need.’

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