Men like them take what they’re owed. They took me.
My father’s will left his company to me, but the three roughnecks who ran it for him have other ideas. They’re owed a debt and they mean to collect on it, but it’s not money these brutes want.
In return for protection from my father’s enemies, I will be theirs to share. But these are hard men, and they don’t just intend to punish my defiance and use me as shamefully as they please.
They plan to master me completely.
Author: Piper Stone
eBook Price: Kindle Unlimited/$4.95
Length: 75,000 words
“Do you now understand what happens to bad little girls who ignore the rules?”
I heard him, but I couldn’t form words in my mouth. There was no method of connecting the dots. “Yes, sir.” I said the words far too easily, tingling after doing so.
“No, I don’t think you do,” he growled before yanking me away from the edge of the desk. I’d never felt so vulnerable in my life, so exposed. I was naked and freshly spanked, my reddened bottom a clear indication that I’d lost my control.
“O-kay. Sir,” I managed, struggling to recollect my dignity in some way.
“They get fucked and fucked hard.”
Before I had a few seconds to understand what he was saying to me, I felt the pressure of his cock pushing against my pussy lips. No. No! Even though my mind was screaming for him to stop, my body was reacting entirely differently, my pussy clenching, ready to accept the rest of my punishment.
He shoved his cock inside and instantly my muscles clamped around the thick invasion. I was breathless, jerking up from the desk, lights flashing in front of my eyes.
The hard force used was stimulating, pushing me almost instantly into a state of utter bliss. My mind continued to fight the wretched actions while my body wanted more, opening up like some damn flower in the sunlight.
Thiago pulled out, rubbing the tip up and down my aching pussy, teasing me relentlessly. He had to know what it was doing to me.
Another method of control.
Another way of keeping me on edge.
Panting, I pushed up from the desk. I wanted to see his face as he fucked me. I wanted to remember every detail when I… When I… Oh, my God. I had no idea what I was going to do from here.
He was having none of it, wrapping one hand around my neck and holding me in place as he shoved his cock back into my wetness. “Suck a tight fucking hole. I could fuck you for hours.”
His filthy words only continued to electrify my desires, pushing them to the extreme. Every growl he made, every ragged breath reminded me that he was nothing but a primal beast.
And I didn’t just crave his firm hand, I craved all of him.
With every brutal plunge of his cock, the force shoved my tummy against the edge of the desk, knocking the wind out of me. His fingers dug in, the hold so strong that I knew I wasn’t going anywhere. While my muscles ached, they expanded even more, accepting every inch of him. The sounds of our hard fucking permeated the air, tickling my eardrums.
All I could do was close my eyes, accepting what he was doing, surrendering to his monstrous actions.
When the sensations of an orgasm rushed into me, I clamped my mouth shut, refusing to scream. His damn chuckle of domination behind me pissed me off, but my body had already relinquished control. There was nothing I could do to stave off the climax.
It rushed into me like a freight train, my toes curling and my hands slamming against the deck. Then I heard my strangled moan.
“Oh. Oh. Oh!”
“This is the only time you get to come without permission, little girl.” He smacked my bottom with his bare hand several times, the action only driving the single climax into one giant wave. I was floored by the delicious combination of pain and ecstasy, throwing my head back and allowing a single scream to erupt from my throat.