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I wake to the morning sunlight, stretch my arms, and pull myself out of bed. After slipping on my slippers I walk myself down the stairs and begin to pour myself a cup of orange juice. It has been three weeks since my encounter with Mason, and ever since then I’ve been avoiding him, its not that I am afraid of him, I just feel somewhat ashamed of myself, allowing him to take advantage of me like that. I sip from my cup. Or am I more ashamed of how much I enjoyed it? I think back to that day, how much he played with my fear and excitement. I take the carton of juice and put it back in the fridge. I still can’t believe how alluring everything about him was, how his eyes, his breath, his scent, everything about him draws me in like a moth to fire. ‘And what a fire indeed’ I think as I turn around, to meet the gaze of this fire itself. “Mason,” I could barely breathe his name before he slams me backwards into the fridge. “My little slut,” he says, his voice itself already has my blood pumping as if I am in danger, yet as much as I push myself to resist everything he said to me, my desire for his touch is keeping me fixed in place. “Have you been avoiding me?” he asks as he lifts my chin with the tip of his thumb. “I- no, of course not” I say to him, I know he can sense the shaking in my voice. He plants isveçbahis his lips against mine, kissing me fiercely, as if he owns me. His hand travel down my back and land firmly on my ass, squeezing it. He whispers in my ear, “What did I tell you about lying?” How could I have forgotten the last time he caught me lying? I think back to the encounter I had with him before. I say nothing, silently cursing myself for making such a mistake. “Tisk, tisk, I guess you haven’t learned your lesson yet,” he leans in closer, “have you?” I still say nothing and just stare into his eyes. “Don’t worry my little slut, class has just began.” He lets go of me and walks away. ———————————————————————————————————— It’s late at night and I can’t sleep, nervous about what Mason has planned for me, and that I have no idea when it will happen, but I know I can’t keep myself on edge just because of him. I take a deep breath and close my eyes, I have to sleep. Suddenly I feel a hand over my mouth, I scream for a moment, but it is muffled by the firm grip. “Calm down, it’s me.” A voice says. It takes me a few moments but then I realize its Tami. She takes her hand off my mouth. “What are you doing here?” I ask her. She giggles lightly, “What I’m isveçbahis giriş always doing in here.” She says as she straddles me and leans her face close to mine so that I could feel her breath against my lips. “Tami, I’m not in the mood.” I say to her. “Oh come on,” she says and pins me down. “We haven’t had any fun in a while.” She kisses my neck. I felt myself breathing deeply and slowly, as much as I enjoyed her soft touch, I couldn’t let it continue. “No Tami,” I manage to push her off. She says nothing, but I hear her climb off my bed. “Ever since Mason played with you, you won’t let me touch you.” “That’s not it,” I say to her, and it truly wasn’t, I was just felt badly about her cheating on him with me, even though he was just as guilty. “It’s just,” “It’s okay.” She says and walks out. ———————————————————————————————————— I walk into the house, just getting home from work. I pull off my shoes and drag my way towards my room; I pass the kitchen to see Tami sitting at the counter, drinking a glass of tea. “Oh, hey Tami,” “Hey,” she says and sips her tea. “Long day?” “Yeah, I think I’m going to run right up stairs and hit the sack.” I start to walk away. “Hey,” she calls me and I stop and look at her. “Yes?” isveçbahis yeni giriş “Sorry about the other night.” She smiles. “Its okay.” I say to her and continue up the stairs. It was late, but not late enough for Mason to be in bed. As I pass Mason’s door I couldn’t help myself but take a peek inside, it was empty, just as it was that day. Did I dare? I take a small step inside, but shake my head and step back and head towards my room. I step inside and pull off my clothes, getting ready to take a shower. Just then, I hear my door close. As I turn around I see none other then Mason, shirtless, as if he had been waiting for me. As my eyes meet his, I know that in fact, this was the night he had planned. He walks up to me, “Look at you my little slut, all ready for your lesson.” He grabs my wrists and backs me up to sit down onto my bed. He takes out a scarf and tells me to close my eyes. I do as he asks and he ties it around them. “Turn around” he says as I feel him push me to lie down and he secures my wrists to my bed frame with two pairs of hand cuffs, just as before, except this time I felt myself facing the wall. “Mason- I don’t think” “Shut up slut, you are mine right now.” His possessive words turn me on as much as they frighten me. I feel his hands squeezing my tits and hear him moaning softly to himself. He traces his lips down my back as he smacked them. He pinches and pulls my nipples and I moaned, hardly attempting to contain my lust. He kisses and licks down my back and slides his finger into my pussy, fingering me.
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