King of Spades (Wonderland 1) - Page 34

When she finally stands between me and my desk, I stand up, turn her around and bend her over my desk. She tries to resist, but I hold her down firmly, making it clear she has no choice but to lie over my desk like the good girl I expect her to be.

“What are you doing?” she asks, breathless.

Leaning down into her ear, I say, “Let’s sign the contract, shall we?”

I place the contract in front of her face which is inches from the table. Not so she can read it, because frankly, the contract is merely a prop for what I have planned next.

Reaching in front of her, I take hold of a Mont Blanc pen I had the pleasure of buying in Paris. I then take my time dragging it across the desk so she can get a clear look at the tool of my torture.

As if sensing what I plan to do, she tries to stand up again, but I push her down with the weight of my body as I hiss into her ear, “Stop resisting.”

I pull down her pants and panties down to her knees so quickly that she doesn’t even have time to protest.

But once she’s completely bare, still being held firmly against the desk, she asks, “Why are you doing this?”

She turns her head to look at me when I reach into my desk drawer and pull out a bottle of lubrication. Her eyes examine the pen as I cover it in lube, and then up at me.

“What the fuck are you doing?” She tries to stand again, but I shove her back down on the desk with more force. She has no choice in this, and the sooner she accepts this the better.

I kick her feet apart, spreading her thighs, and taking a moment to take in the view of her bare ass on full display. I can see her pussy peeking out against the mahogany wood of my desk. It’s glistening as if it’s beckoning my touch. But not tonight. Tonight is all about business.

A contract.

When I place the slick pen at her anus, she bucks against me. “Nick! No!”

I ignore her demand and press the pen past her puckered hole, enjoying the shocked gasp that escapes her lips.

“Let’s write the terms of the contract,” I begin as I move the pen even deeper inside of her.

“Stop! Take it out.” She wiggles against me, but the more she does, the deeper the pen goes. It doesn’t take her long to realize that staying still benefits her more than trying to put up a fight.

“First rule,” I say as I slide the pen out just enough to hear her breath hitch, only to push it back in. “This is my house. My rules. You will obey them. But you are not my prisoner. You are my guest. Living here will be a mixture of fear, lust, and delight. You’ll love every minute.”

“Fine. Whatever you want,” she says as she clenches her ass cheeks as if that will help.

I circle the pen as if I’m signing my name inside the depths of her ass.

“Next, we will discuss the repayment of the debt.”

“Sex,” she squeals as I begin to pump the pen in and out in a rhythmic motion. “I get it. You want to have sex with me.”

“Eventually,” I say. “But only when I feel it’s right. Until then, however, your entire body—including this ass of yours—is mine to do with as I please.”

She doesn’t answer at first, but I push the pen side to side hitting the walls of her hole which causes her to cry out and try to move away with no avail. “Yes, fine. Agreed.”

“If you break my rules. If you are bad. There will be consequences. Severe.”

“Yes,” she agrees, panting for breath.

“Girls who are bad get their asses fucked,” I say, twisting the pen around inside of her.

She doesn’t respond but releases the most enticing mewl ever heard.

“Good, good. I’ll sign our names for both of us.”

I begin fucking her ass with the pen, watching as her smooth pussy grows wetter with each one of my thrusts. Jesus fucking Christ I’m going to love fucking this woman.

But not yet…

There’s still so much to play with. To tease.

“Once we fuck, we’ll renegotiate,” I say, trying to keep my composure and control even though the beast inside of me rages.

I pull out the pen and slap her hard on the ass. “Good. Our terms have been agreed upon.” I lift her from the desk and turn her around to face me. “I’m glad that the business part of this arrangement is over.

She’s so close that I can kiss her. So close that I can place my hard cock inside her and make her mine. But I take a deep breath instead, adjust how my pants sit on my throbbing dick and move her to the side, taking my seat again.

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