Total pages in book: 214
Estimated words: 199879 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 999(@200wpm)___ 800(@250wpm)___ 666(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 199879 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 999(@200wpm)___ 800(@250wpm)___ 666(@300wpm)
His mask looks up to the head of the table when he speaks. “Go get the crate.” Then he looks at the one who stands at her feet. “Help me out.” He unclasps the ankle that’s next to him while the guy follows his lead.
She kicks her legs since they’re free, but Ace grabs them, wraps his arm around her knees, and shoves them up to her chest. “Hold them,” he barks as she tries to fight him.
The other guy rushes to the side of the table to take his place. Once Ace thinks he has it under control, he walks over to the counter and opens a top drawer. He removes a butt plug and lube. He pours it all over the black silicone. So much so that it slides down the sides and onto the floor. “I’m being generous, love,” he tells her as if she fucking cares. “Some don’t get this courtesy.”
Walking back over to her, he stands at the end of the table, legs wide, and runs his fingers along her ass.
“Shit,” the other guy hisses, locking her legs in place as her hips buck off the table, making it rattle.
“Got her?” Ace asks, sounding impatient.
“Yeah.” The other man’s mask nods. “I’m good.”
“Just lie back and relax, sweetheart,” Ace tells her before he pushes the butt plug into her ass, making her body rattle the table as it fights. Ace chuckles once it’s in and stands up straight. “You didn’t mind when I fucked it, baby.” He slaps her ass cheek, and his laughter grows. “You begged me, remember? Your ass was up in the air, and you were on the verge of tears. You were so fucking needy for me to take it.”
He reaches up and motions with his glove-covered fingers for the other guy to release her legs. He pushes them down, and they redo the ankle restraints before she even has a chance to fight them.
Ace walks back over to the side of the table, facing the camera. He reaches out and runs his glove knuckles down her chest, making her back arch up off the table at his unwanted touch. “We had fun, didn’t we, baby?” he asks her, slapping the side of her breast.
He reaches down at her neck and undoes the hood's string. There’s a reddened mark from how tight it was on. He pulls the hood slowly off her head. A cloud of dark hair covers her face, stuck to her skin from tears, snot, and drool.
She’s sobbing behind her gag, and he places his mask-covered face down to hers. “Shhhh. Shhh, darling. You’re okay,” he tells her, his hands pushing her hair from her face so he can see her.
He grips her cheeks and turns her head to the side, forcing her to look toward the camera. Red-rimmed blue eyes stare at mine, and my breath catches in my lungs.
“What the fuck?” I hear Kash bark, but I ignore him.
“Remove the vibrator,” Ace orders the guy who stands at the end of the table. He reaches between her tied legs and pulls it out, making her slump against the table, and he holds it up. “Show her. Show our whore how much she liked it.”
The guy walks over to the head of the table and holds the wet egg over her face, smearing the wetness onto her cheek, and she shakes her head, screaming into the gag that’s buckled tightly around her face, pinching her cheeks.
“So fucking good, huh?” Ace asks and slaps her cheek before rubbing the drool, snot and tears all over her face. “Such a good fucking whore.” He laughs, and she arches her neck, body shaking from her sobs.
Her eyes close tightly, and tears run down the side of her face.
“Don’t worry, sweetheart. I’m going to put it back in.” He turns her face to look up at him, and he slides two fingers down between her tied-open legs and pushes them into her.
She blinks rapidly, fresh tears falling from the corner of her eyes.
“I should keep you for myself, but this isn’t about me.” He removes them, and a sob wracks her naked body.
The door squeaks open, making her jump, and the guy who left earlier enters once more, pushing what looks to be a wooden box into the room that sits on a rolling cart. “See that, baby? That’s all yours.”
Then he looks at the guy who rolled it in. “Get it ready,” he orders. “I’m going to plug her cunt back up.” He goes to the end of the table and easily slides the egg back into her. Grabbing his cell, he presses a few buttons, and her hips begin to lift off the table, fucking the toy inside her while she sobs uncontrollably.
The other two remove the top and side of the wooden box.