Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 33804 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 169(@200wpm)___ 135(@250wpm)___ 113(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33804 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 169(@200wpm)___ 135(@250wpm)___ 113(@300wpm)
With an unwavering smirk, I unzip my pants and bring out my cock. I don't really give a damn about all these guys seeing. They mean nothing to me. All that matters is that they see I own Talullah fully, and no one's going to get between us, ever.
I start jerking off as her hungry eyes zero in on mine. She's begging silently this time, but I know exactly what's going through her head. She doesn't want me to do this without her help. She wants to be all over my cock, licking it all over, but I'm not going to give her the pleasure.
I'm not going to give her that pleasure today. Instead of that, I tug hard on the chain and she whimpers as it pulls on her tongue. I'm getting closer and closer to a release, but this time, I’m not letting her have a single lick of my cock.
Instead of that, I keep jerking and jerking it over her mouth and she looks up greedily, too afraid to move because she knows I'm going to reprimand her.
“Open your mouth wider,” I tell her, getting myself getting closer and closer. “As wide as you can, come on. Wide open like a fucking cum target for me.”
She does as she’s told, and her mouth gapes open, her tongue out, ready and willing for me to slather in my seed.
“Tell all these men who you belong to.”
“I'm your toy,” she says, her voice muffled because of the clamp. “I'm your angel. Your perfect little pet. I'll do anything for you.”
“You're my wife,” I remind her. “Tell them your name.”
“I’m Xavier Gunn’s property.”
“Now tell them what you are.”
“I'm a worthless little slut. You can do anything you want to me,” she whispers, squinting from the pain.
I can tell I've truly broken her to be admitting such things out loud.
But that doesn't seem to faze her. She eagerly awaits what may come, and once those words leave her lips, I'm tempted to deny her yet again just to see her cry.
Not just because it gets me off, but because I can.
But I don't let myself be that cruel. Not today, because she's already impressed me so far. S<
So I jerk off until my cum splashes against her tongue, covering the chain and loading her up with a dose of salty sweet cream she never knew how badly she needed. I don't stop.
“Leave your mouth open like that.”
I take pleasure in watching her come just from having my seed sprayed on her tongue.
“You're incredible, little angel. Now look at the men and thank them for watching you.”
Chapter Four
Xavier
Keeping Tallulah tethered to the confines of her mind is amusing. At the same time, I'm well aware that what I'm doing is wrong. I shouldn't manipulate her mind like this, but I can't help myself. I'm enjoying keeping her as my prisoner, captive in her very own little golden cage. Maybe if I wasn't such a twisted bastard, I'd be able to stop myself from doing this to her. But as of yet, there's nothing that could convince me to let my wife go.
My obsession with my ward doesn't grow by the day, it grows by the fucking second. Every fraction of one spent in her company fills me with lust, anger and love. These paradoxical emotions drive me crazy and I don't even understand my obsession with her myself. And yet she's taken anchor in my heart, reminding me every day that she's here to stay.
Today, my young wife kneels beneath my desk, sucking my cock as if she's in an orgasm-induced trance. I let her come too many times tonight. Tallulah got drunk on the pain and my cum, and it feels like she's still caught in the fantasy dreamland where a golden collar ties her to the leash in my hand.
Not that I'm complaining.
Training her to be my submissive partner was always the plan, and knowing how her family schemed to take that away from me makes me smirk. I'm pleased with myself for getting exactly what I wanted. There's no one left to stop me from claiming Tallulah as mine.
Her poor, powerless, puppet of a father is too fucking scared to come after me. Heath is too soft, too emotional to pull Tallulah away from me. After the last time he saw her, he's surely convinced of the power I have over his daughter. He's seen how freely and shamelessly my angel submits to me, and there's not a thing he can do to save his no longer innocent off-spring.
As she sucks my cock beneath the table, I groan, and pet her head, toying with curls of her blonde hair.
"You're such a good girl for me, Tallulah," I mutter as I push my chair away from her desk and cup her cheeks in my palms. "You are so well-behaved now. You're everything I've ever wanted."