Page 42 of Merciless Promise
Anger began to fill me, and I jumped to my feet. As I went to my purse, I pulled out the birth control packet, then went back downstairs. By this time, he had gone ahead and made himself a drink, and only glanced briefly up at me as I strode over to him.
“Here! I wanted to let you destroy these yourself. I haven’t even been taking them regularly, so I doubt the few I had takeneven mattered, but this is all I have left. Do whatever the hell you want with them.”
I tossed them in his direction, and he caught them midair. He then threw them down onto the table with something else, which made me take a step or two backward. He smirked in that moment, likely at the look of fear in my eyes. I shook my head as King motioned with his finger for me to come to him.
“W-what is that?” I stammered in question.
“Your punishment. If you’re truly as sorry as you claimed to be, then you will be a good girl and take what it is that you’ve earned.”
“Where is that supposed to go?” I asked as I pointed at the plug with a long dark tail that looked to be the same shade as my hair.
“In your ass, which was the only place my cock was going to go from now on until you were ready to give me the child you’d promised me.”
“I just gave you my birth control. Isn’t that proof enough?”
He chuckled. “Maybe going forward, but your past misdeeds...” My heart rate began to accelerate. The urge to flee was strong, but as soon as I took a step forward, I fell to my knees. After all, this was simply to humiliate me. “Take off all of your clothes. I want to see my fucking puisín completely naked.”
His words should’ve made me flee the moment I returned to my feet, but he was right. I slowly removed the little bit of clothing I had on, the entire time watching as he coated the metal bulb in lube. It wasn’t nearly as long as his cock, or as thick, so I knew I could take it. Begrudgingly, I moved to him, then turned when he motioned for me to do so.
Seconds later, he had me bent over the arm of the sectional, and he was working his fingers into my ass. I had missed him so much, so any touch was enough to arouse me—even this. After he had stretched me, I felt the glass bulb at my entrance, thenmoaned as he inserted it inside of me. Right after, I returned to my knees once more.
The glass bulb was uncomfortable inside of me, but as long as I didn't move, it made the discomfort more tolerable. I'd had anal sex before, but there was a marked difference between this toy and someone's dick, even when it was hard.
Is this actually considered a toy?
I had no idea for sure. All I did know was that the glass bulb at the end of the tail was not natural. Of all the fetishes I knew guys to have, watching your partner emulate an animal was a new one. He liked to call me his kitten, and I’d once thought it was just a cute nickname, but now I was not so sure, which should’ve alarmed me.
Tonight, I would ignore all thoughts because I had been wrong to deceive him as I had. I was also genuine in my desire to make amends, even if it included this. At least, I kept trying to tell myself that. I had little time to think about anything more because the sound of his belt as he yanked it through the loops of his pants made me freeze.
Are you going to strike me with it?
I realized in that moment that I didn't even want to know the answer to the question. My heart was racing in my chest, and with such force, it almost hurt to breathe. There had been many things Kingston had said and done to try to scare me since we’d gotten together, but he would see that I was still as fearless. And although I was repentant right now, I wasn’t a doormat, and I wouldn’t be one for him.
No, I wouldn’t cower in front of him. Whatever he intended to do, I would handle it like I had everything else up to this point. Determination didn’t quite erase my fear, though. And from my vantage point on my knees, I grimaced slightly as I rocked back on my heels and looked over at him. Kingston had the belt between both hands, but he didn’t appear too concerned with it. I could now see and feel his gaze centered between my legs. And just like that, I felt a small bit of moisture seep out of me as he turned me on once again.
"Such a pretty kitty," he said, finally speaking.
I had no idea if he meant me or my pussy, having heard men refer to that part of a woman's anatomy as a cat. Without even realizing it, I smiled up at him, then saw him crook his finger at me.
As I went to stand up, he growled. "No, stay on your knees."
"I don’t understand."
He chuckled. "Crawl to me like a good little puisín."
I gulped slightly, and at his second finger crook, I dropped my hands down in front of me. On all fours, I slowly crawled over to him as instructed, feeling the swishing of the tail against my ass with each move. I also felt the glass moving inside of me.
When I reached him, I moved back into a kneeling position, ready for his next command. While waiting, I had to admit it was nice not to have to think or worry about anything other than pleasing him. The guttural growls and groans I would pull from Kingston when pleasuring him made me feel fierce. It was one ofthe few times I was in control, even though a nagging voice told me otherwise. Lack of it was a hard limit, or should have been with all things considered, but there was little this man could do that I hadn’t allowed.
I continued staring at him. He was standing over me, and while I could hardly hear his voice over the rapid beating of my pulse in my ears, I knew the words coming from him were praise. Then just like that, I heard a loud crack as he pulled the belt taut. Nervously, I chewed on my bottom lip. Several long seconds passed, and just as I was about to ask him what he planned to do with it, I watched him form a noose before bringing it to my neck.
Until Kingston, I had never realized how much I enjoyed erotic asphyxiation. There was something freeing about an act so dangerous. Knowing the slightest thing could end my life was actually more thrilling than I ever would've imagined. The terror it would invoke only heightened my pleasure.
Keeping that in mind, I kept my head straight as he wrapped it around my neck. It was only when he pulled it tight that I allowed fear to creep back into my mind again. While dangerous and thrilling, it was also terrifying, and sometimes that emotion won out as it did right now. Kingston likely sensed it because he was sporting that shit-eating grin of his. One day, I would eventually wipe it off his face.
His hands went back to his pants, and seconds later, he pulled out his cock, which was already hard as steel. My mouth watered as it usually did, and he spoke once more before grabbing the end of the belt.
"Since you seem contrite, I trust you’ll drop any games and just suck me off, puisín. If you do it good enough, I’ll make you come in ways you've never come before. Put your mouth to good use, and I'll make you purr afterward."
