Page 60 of The Breeding Cave
“You want to sneak out and put yourself in danger. Then here’s your punishment.”
“Being naked in the middle of your office?!”
“Yes, so I can keep my eyes on you.”
“But don’t you have to work?”
“You should be worried about getting your work done.”
“How can I get my work done like this?!” she exclaimed.
I drew my tongue across my canine teeth. “Figure it out.”
Yeosin flared her nostrils and struggled against the chains once more. “Why are you always grumpy?”
“Because you are set on getting yourself killed.”
“Wouldn’t that be better for you so you could find someone else to have your babies?” she asked like a fucking madwoman. “Why would you want me like this? My body is covered in burns. I’ve turned ugly.”
“Don’t fucking say that shit.” Before another word could leave her mouth, I ripped off my tie and stuffed it into her mouth. “I’ll grant you the right to speak again when you can find something nice to say about yourself.”
“Luciano,” she said, voice muffled, “it’s true.”
“Try to say it again,” I growled, “and see what happens, Yeosin.”
If she thought this was a punishment, she didn’t fucking know what punishment was. But if another self-deprecating word left her mouth, I’d make sure she knew every punishment known to man until she loved herself.
Yeosin sat like a doll on my desk, whimpering to herself, staring at me, and drooling all over my papers. Her nipples were hard as ice, and I’d bet that they were aching. But I had to stay in control.
This was her punishment for leaving the penthouse. She shouldn’t get rewarded.
But the chains restraining her made her a perfect … fuckable … breedable …
Breed, my beast growled to me. Breed now.
“Are you ready to be good for me?” I found myself asking, pulling the tie out of her mouth.
“Please, release me,” she whispered.
Instead of granting her request, I stood and stuffed some paperwork into my bag to bring home. I couldn’t control myself here with her. She struggled against the chains, trying to release herself from them, only for them to get tighter.
“We’re going home,” I said.
“Luciano, I can’t go out like this!” she exclaimed.
“You’re right,” I murmured. “I need to fill you with my cum first.”
Her eyes widened, but her little pussy clenched. “No, you need to release me!”
“Look at this body,” I murmured, pushing two fingers into her pussy, my beast taking over. “You’ve been waiting for me to fuck you all day, haven’t you? You have to learn to be a good girl and follow orders, and I won’t have to be so harsh on you.”
“Luciano,” she whispered, “we can’t do it here!”
I snatched her hips, pulled down my zipper, and lined myself up with her entrance. Her pussy tightened around my head, and then I slammed all of me inside her, grunting and groaning from how tight she was.
“Mr. Bates!” Ella called from outside the room.
“Whatever it is, leave it at the door. I’m busy.”
