He curls his finger and presses upward into the spot again.

Oh fuck!

I growl under the gag.

He laughs. The fucking bastard laughs.

“Torture, isn’t it? Not allowed to come and yet so turned on?”

I nod.

Then I feel another finger move past my pussy and down to my asshole. He taps on my backdoor.

Uh-oh.

Am I ready for this?

I want this. I already told you. I’m just not sure if I’m ready.

As he works his magic on my pussy, the smaller finger . . . pinky, maybe . . . draws little lines back there.

God, he’s doing it again, like at Lorena’s party. He’s playing me like a musical instrument.

He’s just hitting a lower note now, the smaller finger pressing inward a little more.

Then his hand is gone. He’s doing something with his fingers.

Oh, right. He’s using my pussy juice as lube.

His hand returns with a flourish, another tap to the head of my clit and another curl inside.

Ah!

Fuck!

And another tap to my asshole.

Then, the strangest feeling ever.

I mean, I’ve had stuff up there. I’ve fingered myself while watching porn, sure. I mean, when you see those girls enjoying it so much, you gotta try.

I usually forgot about it as I came from stroking my pussy, though.

However, this is completely different.

When someone else is doing the anal invading, it’s a totally different feeling. You have no clue what’s going to happen next because you’re not in charge of it.

I buck and grunt again.

Ooooh, so close to launching that time! So close.

But just like he commanded, I can’t fully get there.

God, what if he never lets me get there? What will happen? The way I feel right now, I think I will just die.

I can see it on my toe tag now. Cause of death: orgasm denial.

Then his little finger parts my sphincter and presses upward inside me.

Oh God!

Deep inside me.

Oh God!

This is weird.

So far so good. I think I kind of like it. Not too different from when I experimented back there.

Then he slides his finger back outward, while hitting my spot again with his other one.

I come closer than I have ever come to coming, but without coming.

This is amazing! It’s like he has complete control of me. Wait, he does have complete control of me!

Oh wow, I’ve fulfilled my mission, haven’t I?

Look, Lorena! Control. I’ve granted him complete control. It worked. It totally worked! Just like you said it would!

Wait, what is that sensation I’m feeling now?

Oh, it’s his little finger moving in and out of my asshole. I’ve adapted. God, I kind of like it.

“You haven’t had anal,” he says. I turn and look at him. I shake my head. “That needs to change.”

The expression on my face must give away my fear. That’s a beast of a cock. I don’t think I’m ready to take that up my ass tonight.

“Don’t worry,” he says. “Not now. But anal is my preference. If you’re going to be my property, you’re going to learn to love anal, to beg for it, and to come from anal only. You will eventually prefer it as well.”

What? Really? I sense my eyes bugging out of my head.

“Don’t worry,” he says. “We’ll begin training as soon as we get back to Miami. I’ve decided to make you my trainee. If you prove yourself worthy, then you will become one of my private submissives.”

One? Did he say one, as in “one of?” What? There are others?

Before I have time to think too deeply about any of this, he says as he leans back, steps off the bed, and undoes his pants all in one motion, “But now it’s time for you to get fucked. Fucked hard.”

Yeah, that phrase will pretty much make me forget about any thought.

The pants come down, revealing my reward from earlier. Hello, old friend. Come inside me.

He walks over to the dresser, opens a drawer, and fumbles around.

What is he doing?

Then, he closes the drawer. I hear a plastic package being opened!

Oooooh, I am going to get fucked!

Finally!

Oh God, finally!

He tears the condom packet with his teeth and wraps it on his cock.

Then he’s back on top of me, his full, raw naked power so fervidly hot as he stares down into my soul.

His hand abruptly goes around my neck. He exerts a little pressure.

“You’re mine, dirty girl,” he says, his voice like a creature from the dark depths. “I will take you as I please and you will love it.”

Chapter 18

I’m breathing heavily now, grunting under the gag, my body squirming, trying its best to tell him how much it wants, it needs to be fucked right now.

He licks my cheek, then releases my neck. He taps my other cheek with the back of his hand lightly. Then he lets one finger fall down underneath my chin.

Then he takes the head of his cock and presses it up and down over my pussy.

I’m bucking hard now. He matches the speed of my bucks with his strokes.

This really is torture. He’s hitting my clit just right, sending me to the edge again.

He laughs again.

“I love control,” he says. “I love controlling you. You can’t come. You really can’t come.”

I growl into the gag.

He rises to an inch above my face. His look is brutal.

“You won’t come until I’ve fucked you like I want to fuck you! Time to take my pleasure!”

I drift into space. I think my eyes roll into my head as his tip penetrates me. He goes slow, thank god.

Holy fuck!

Ho.

Ly.

Fucking.

Fuck.

Fuck.

He’s inside me. The whole thing. God, it feels like a goddamned torpedo.

I’m near-hyperventilating. Sweating, too.

He undoes the gag, takes it off, and says, “Do you want to be taken? Permission granted to speak freely.”

“Yes.”

“Tell me to take you.”

“Take me.”

“I’m not convinced.”

“Take me! Fuck me! Do what you want with me! I’m your goddamned property!”

“That’s my dirty girl,” he growls.

Then I feel his cock move backward again.

Gah! Oh! Wow, holy shit.

Then forward.

Uhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

“Shhhhh,” he says as he begins thrusting with more speed.

Oh my God, oh my fucking God!

I’m beyond tortured now. I’m a melting blob of denied orgasm.

“Let’s fuck now,” he says.

Then he goes to town.

Oh, heaven!

I’m getting pounded by Lukas Thorn. I can’t believe this.

Mission accomplished.

Mission fucking accomplished.

He laughs. “You’re funny when your eyes roll into your head.”

“Do they really?”

“Yeah, sometime I’ll have to video that. He says. But for now, I’m going to make them do it again for my own pleasure.”

The thrusts resume!

Ah!

Gah!

Fuck!

Yes!

Holy shit.

He laughs again. “Yeah, just like that.”

“Do my eyes really roll into my head?”

He bits my lower lip again. His breathing is heavy. “Like you wouldn’t believe, dirty girl. You are my dirty girl, you know.”

“Uh-huh.”

“Say it.”

“I’m your dirty girl.”

“Yes, you are. You’re my dirty fucking toy girl. I will fuck you when I please, how I please, and you will like it. You will beg for it. You will beg to please me with your body in any way I want, with any hole at any time.”

He fucks me harder.

“You slut! You dirty whore!”

God, yes!

“Look at me!”

I look deep into his eyes.

“You fucking dirty, fucking whore slut! You want to get fucked all the time, don’t you?”

I can’t answer. I’m breathing too hard. The thrusts are jackhammering me to death here.

“You love it! You love getting fucked! Such a goddamned whore! Come for me, whore! Come for me now!”

The sun explodes.

Or that’s how it feels. Everything dissolves into a big bang of pure joy. I feel it everywhere. In my fingertips. In the strands of my hair. In my asshole. In my toenails.