Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 27923 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 140(@200wpm)___ 112(@250wpm)___ 93(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27923 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 140(@200wpm)___ 112(@250wpm)___ 93(@300wpm)
Piper reaches between my legs and rubs my swollen clit. “I’m going to make you come. Then we’re going back to your bus, and I’m going to make you cum again. Once I’m done, I’ll do it again until you can’t see straight. I’m going to give you a taste of your own medicine, pretty girl.”
My knees buckle as Piper rubs my clit, and her head lowers to grip my pierced nipple in her mouth. My entire body is burning from her touch, and as much as I try to hold back, I break and come on her hand.
“You’re so sexy when you come,” Piper purrs. “Now you’re gonna be a good girl and put on your clothes so we can head back to my bus, where I’ll fuck you the way I want to.”
Piper pulls the panties out of my mouth, sliding them down my body until she finds my entrance. She pushes the panties inside me slowly until I’m completely stuffed. “We’ll keep these nice and safe, baby, because I’m tying these panties on my mic at the next show.
“Piper.”
“No,” Piper shouts as she drags me out of the bathroom and through the amphitheater. “I’m done listening to you. The only words I want to hear from you are ‘fuck me harder, please’ and ‘I love you.’”
“I love you.”
Piper stops abruptly, and I almost lose my balance. She turns to me, her eyes wide. “What did you say?”
“I said I love you.” I step closer to Piper, framing her face with my hands. Our foreheads touch. “I don’t know how to do this, Piper. You’re right. I’m scared. I’m so scared you’ll wake up and leave one day when you see how broken I am. That you’ll discover I’m not worth it. I want to be, Piper. I want to be worthy of this. Of you.”
“You think you’re not worthy, Kaye? You think my heart would burn for someone mundane? You believe I spent ten years obsessing about a girl who wasn’t special? Kaye, you make the world technicolor.” Piper sprinkles kisses along my face. “Baby, I love you so much that I’d rather die than live without you again. I’m never leaving, Kaye. I’m not going anywhere. It’s you and me. Forever.”
Epilogue
PIPER - Two Years Later
The last two years have been the happiest of my life. Everything I’ve ever wanted is in my grasp. I have a burgeoning career that’s rising beyond anything I could have dreamed of, with multiple multi-platinum singles that swept America and Europe. The band is now headlining massive arenas, but the best thing I’ve got going for me is the pretty girl on her knees staring at me like I am God and she’s ready to worship at church.
Since the band took off, we were no longer forced to open for other bands. Now, we headline our own tour. As much as I love all the success Lifeless Lies receives, it’s hard being away from my girl for weeks on end. The only positive is that when you make the suits money, they let you write your own ticket. So I stipulated in our contract that I must be flown home every two weeks. There’s no way I could ever go months without seeing Kaye.
Kaye and I have been growing our relationship on many levels, and this has included being physical as much as possible. I think we should buy an island and stay nude, fucking all day, but Kaye is too ambitious to just be my fuck toy.
I smile as my eyes take in my girl, on her knees, wearing nothing but a collar connecting her throat to the piercings on her perfectly plump nipples all the down to her pretty pink pussy.
A year ago, Kaye and I discovered that she enjoys hard humiliation. She says it’s from having to be constantly in charge at work. Apparently, being a bottom helps calm her anxiety and centers her to a place of calm and happiness. Since I’m no better than a man and think my girl acting like a depraved whore is the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen, I obviously obliged.
I step closer and hook my finger in the collar's ring. “Your pussy soaked for me, slut?”
“Yes,” Kaye moans.
I grip the hair at her crown and yank, ensuring she feels the burn on her scalp. “Yes, what, whore?”
“Yes, Mistress.”
“You’re such a good obedient little slut, aren’t you?”
“Yes, Mistress. I’ve been such a good girl. I followed all your instructions. There’s just one problem.”
I hold back a smirk. My girl wants to play. She’s making up a scenario, hoping I’ll punish her. She must have had a hard week. Kaye purrs as I pet her head. “Go on, tell me what’s going on, you pathetic whore.”
“Permission to rise?”
“Go on, pet.”
Kaye stands, turns around, and bends over. She grabs the globes of her ass and spreads her cheeks apart, exposing the hot pink butt plug lodged in her asshole.