Chapter 4: Descent into Obsession

The black town car pulled up to Damien’s private estate just after sunset on Friday. I’d spent the entire week in a haze of constant arousal and stolen orgasms controlled by his fucking phone. My body was already conditioned nipples perpetually tight, pussy slick and aching even when the remote vibrator was off. I stepped out in the simple black dress he’d instructed me to wear, no underwear, heels that made my legs look endless. The cool evening air kissed my bare cunt as I walked up the wide stone steps, sending a fresh trickle of wetness down my inner thigh.

Damien waited in the...