Page 58 of Broken Discipline
“I can’t do any more than this,” she panted, panic rising in her throat. “It’s too much.”
“You’re doing so good,” I said. “Look at how good you take that stretching for me. It’s so fucking hot, baby. I know you can take it all.” I rubbed her shoulders, the tension melting from her body at the touch. “Hands behind your back.”
She did as she was told, and I locked the handcuffs into place, then locked each of her ankles into the restraints on the ground. I stood in front of her, my height stretching over her, reminding her of my dominance, my complete and utter control.
“Are you ready, baby?” I asked.
She bit her lip. “Yes.”
I rubbed my dick through my pants, her eyes widening as she saw my growing length. My fingers tapped across my phone, pulling up the device’s app. I clickedOn.
The phallus moved in a steady rocking motion, penetrating her in a swinging angle. Ramona grimaced, so I adjusted the speed, slowing it down slightly. She relaxed a little, her weight sinking down further. My cock twitched. She was such a good girl.
“How does it feel?” I asked. Her hips rocked, the machine guiding her, but soon, her lips fell open, and it was clear that she was getting into it. Blood flowed to my cock as she licked her bottom lip.
She slid further down onto the phallus, the object pushing her wider.
“This doesn’t gross you out?” she whispered.
I furrowed my brows. “Why would it gross me out?”
“Because I’m stretched out.”
I grabbed her shoulders, pushing her down farther until she was finally against the base of the furniture. She gasped, but her pupils dilated, her lips open in desire. The textured ridge pressed against her clit, and she humped it. I clicked through a setting on my phone, and the vibrations doubled in intensity. She moaned in delight. I chuckled deeply, my cock stretching even fuller. I pulled off my shirt, then unzipped my pants, grabbing my thick cock, each vein throbbing for her.
“Do you see what you do to me?” I said, my voice deep and hoarse. “This hard cock is all for you, baby. The only thing I can think about is getting you off. Stretching you out. Using you up. And how fucking hot you are when you come.”
Her lips shuddered, her chest curling in, and I fucked myself, gripping my hard dick while she rode the machine. I imagined her back in the Masquerades, the metal furniture pieces cutting into her pussy lips, the weights pulling on her limbs, the restraints holding her compliant. Here, she had restraints too, but the chains rattled, showing how much she could move her legs. She’d be able to leap off if she wanted to.
But she didn’t leave.
This was about control, knowing that she trusted me to take her there.
Naked, I positioned myself so that I straddled the machine behind her, my dick and balls pressing up against her back. She rubbed into me. My palms rubbed over her textured stomach and her pretty little tits, pinched her nipples. I licked her neck, biting into it, but she didn’t stop riding the machine. I dug my teeth into her flesh, letting the pain course through her as she humped the machine, her body jolting with pain and pleasure.
“Tell me you trust me, baby,” I ordered.
“I trust you,” she whined.
I quickly reached for my phone, pulling up the app. I increased the speed on the phallus and the intensity of the vibration. My arms wrapped around her, keeping her tethered to me.
“Again,” I ordered.
“I trust you,” she cried.
“Louder,” I said.
“I trust you, Finn!”
Her body tensed with anticipation. She was standing on that edge, about to tip over, and I wanted to dive in after her.
But I wanted to push her over that cliff myself.
I killed the machine’s power, and she gasped, her whole body sinking. Her bewildered eyes shot around the room, trying to understand what had just happened.
She blinked up at me. “Finn?”
I quickly unlocked her wrists and ankles, then picked her up, throwing her onto the bed. Grabbing the container of lubricant, I poured out a dollop, rubbing it over my fist and wrist. A knife rested on the nightstand, the blade already exposed, ready for me. Ramona’s glossy eyes shifted across me.
