“Please,” I whispered. It was the only thing that came to my mind.

“Are you asking me to begin already? Or stop?”

This was a simple question, but the answer to it wasn’t coming. I only let out a soft yelp of resignation. Raymond crawled toward me and hovered over my face, pinning me with his eyes. His lower lip brushed against my nose, lips, and cheeks.

“I’ll fuck you so hard, all of Milan will hear you scream.”

“Yes, please” I croaked with the last of my strength, and squeezed my eyes shut, waiting for him to carry out his dare. I didn't know how to love anymore. I only knew how to fuck! "Fuck me Raymond " The words has barely left my mouth when he pulled the iron rod binding my legs. He dragged me to the edge of the bed and without any form of warning, he slid into me easily for the reason that I was too wet. I never enjoyed fucking with so much dampness between my legs. It made me climax easily.

Raymond pulled out breathing heavily. "We have to do something about your pussy. " he hissed and disappeared.

Soon he came back and tied me against a bed pole butt naked. I sat there waiting for his arrival and command. Raymond came into the dark room, he grazed his fingers over my skin making me shiver. He bent down and sucked on my earlobes and I fought the urge to let out a moan. He whispered into my ears. I felt dirty, cheap, and humiliated. But I liked it and was torn between wanting more and begging for all.

“No, daddy. I want it all. Go all out... do whatever you please, master.” Raymond smirked and pulled your hair tightly.

“Are you asking or are you demanding? The first would be fine but the latter would mean I’d have to correct that attitude.”

“The first because I like being told what to do.”

“And if you disobey any of my commands?” he asked menacingly.

“If I disobey any of your commands, punish me, master. But I’d try to be a good girl for you.” I fluttered my lashes repeatedly.

“Oh, trust me. That might be your only option.”

“Maybe not…” I was still trying to talk when Raymond bite his lips and smacked my ass. He parted my legs and pushed between them so that his knees were directly on my core. I moaned

“I said not to talk back to me kitten. You don’t learn. Do you?”

“Maybe you should spank me: that’s the only way I learn. That’s how my daddy makes me learn”

“This daddy doesn’t spank to teach his baby doll a lesson.”

“How then does this daddy does teaches his doll.”

“I choke them and make them moan out their sorry. That’s how.” his hot breath against my back skin and made my hair stand in response to the knock on them. From the mirror, I saw how he watched my body react to him. My brow was furrowed and my lips parted as I tried not only to contain the wild surge of emotion in my veins but also try to make meaning to his words. He snaked one of his hands up my leg until he reached my waistline. He smacked my booty and cornered his hand underneath until it reached my pussy and he begins to play with it. I couldn’t help but touch my buds as I was dying from frustration but he stopped me.

“ I don’t want you touching yourself.” Raymond smacked my hands down from my breast and I whimpered as I miserably tried to bottle up my urges. He tugged on my binds and pushed me until I lay flatly on the bed. He hovered over me and knot my binds, adjusting me so that my arms and legs were hanging squarely on separate poles. My breath got heavier as he inserted two fingers into my pussy hole and began to pound my inside with them.

“Fuck. I might cum.” I hissed, biting down on my lower lips until I tasted blood. Raymond sniffed “I smell blood” he looked up at me and saw that the smell was coming from me. He engulfed me in a rough kiss that left me wanting more.

“Not so soon.” He breathed. Raymond went rough but slowed down and drove me to frustration with the slow painful thrust of his.