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January 30 - February 1, 2025
I stopped dead in my tracks when I spotted a girl in delicate white lingerie wearing a mask with cat ears, a lacy collar, and a long fluffy white tail. She was on all fours, rubbing against the leg of a masked turned man. I glared up at Kylo. “Is that what you had in mind?” Kylo grinned. “Yeah, pretty much.”
“Are you a rigger?” Kylo lifted a shoulder. “I’ve had many years to perfect all manner of skills,” he said, his warm breath tickling my ear. “I’m not as skilled as the man we’re watching, but I know the basics. And if my perfect good girl is interested in something, rest assured I’ll be learning everything I can until I satisfy her, however she desires.”
“You’re too perfect,” I muttered. “Except when you admit to your whorish ways.”
“Whorish?” Kylo chuckled. “Was I meant to live as an ascetic monk until the other half of my soul finally decided to grace this plane with her presence?”
“Yes,” I answered. Kylo grinned. “Sounds reasonable.”
“I can scent you getting wet for me, angel,” he teased. “Someone enjoys being trapped and helpless, hmm?”
Kylo went rigid, slowly turning his masked head toward the grinning wolf. “Caught yourself quite the beauty,” the man said. “Bet she’s fun to play with.” “One more word and you will not enjoy the consequences,” Kylo hissed. “Walk. Away.”
“See? I thought about ripping out his tongue and shoving it back down his throat, but I refrained,” Kylo growled. “That’s love.”
“Use your words, baby.”
“I want you to touch me, please,” I begged. Kylo laughed darkly. “You want me to play with you? Out in the open, for anyone to see?”
“You want everyone to know who owns this pretty pink pussy?”
“Use. Your. Words.”
“Yes. Please.” “Good manners, angel,” Kylo said. “And yet, it doesn’t solve the dilemma of what I would have to do to anyone who heard the little noises you make when you come. The moans and gasps that belong only to me. That beautiful face you make when you unravel at my command.”
“Not bad for your first sex dungeon scene. I’m untying you now.” “Kylo!” I squealed. He tsked. “I’ve spoiled you, baby. Denial builds character.”
“Funny how quickly things change. Miss-Too-Anxious-To-Be-Around-Naked-People, now begging to publicly orgasm.”
He shifted into a mocking pout. “Yes, very sad,” he said, poking my nose. “Now wipe that bratty look off your face or you won’t come for a week.”
None of them were as big and scary as my boyfriend.
Kylo gripped my hair at the base of my scalp and forced me to stare up into those onyx voids. “Are you okay?” I nodded.
“You won’t feel that way for long.”
My dress was lifted and my panties were torn away. I heard the sound of a belt unbuckling and fabric shifting behind me. “Is this what you wanted, baby?” Kylo asked. I didn’t have time to answer before he thrust his cock inside me without warning.
“Shhh,” he whispered, gripping my hips. “Why are you whining, angel? You won your own little game. You should feel so proud.”
One of his hands fisted my hair again and yanked my head to the side. He spit into my open mouth before gripping my throat as I swallowed. “I would say good girl, but that would be a lie,” he growled. “As you’ve made it quite clear that you’d much rather be my disobedient little slut tonight.”
“Isn’t that right, Evie darling? Did you need me to put you in your place and remind you who the fuck owns your body and soul?”
“I’m sorry,” I whimpered. Kylo responded to this with his teeth buried in the sensitive flesh of my shoulder. He bit hard enough to draw out a pained cry from my lips, but he didn’t go deep. He didn’t feed. He marked me—brutally, in a primal way I felt at my core.
“Open your fucking mouth.” I opened. Kylo rocked his hips, his cock sliding in and instantly hitting the back of my throat. I gagged, my eyes closing.
“Uh-uh. Keep your eyes on me while I punish this disrespectful mouth.”
“You know what I think?” he asked, his voice more unhinged than ever as it deepened and distorted. “I think you wanted me to reveal how fucking obsessed I am with you. The extent of my madness, my preoccupation with being inside you at all times. Buried in your greedy cunt. This inviting throat. Your tight little ass. My fangs in your flesh, my voice infecting your beautiful mind. You wanted me to reveal the truth that I want to be so deep inside you, every second of every day, that you have no hope of ever escaping me.”
“Yeah, that’s what I fucking thought. You love how out of control you make me. You couldn’t stand the idea of me being able to go just one single hour without playing with my perfect toy.”
“You walked through my dungeon as if you belonged to no one, after you promised me you’d follow my very simple rules. Rules designed to protect you. Because you know what it fucking does to me when you put yourself in danger. Those men frightened you. That was bad enough. But they were willing to do far worse.”
“You want me to play with your clit, baby?” I nodded. Gods, yes. “Please.” Kylo lifted a hand, but it soon came down as a light slap against my sensitive nerves.
“Not. What. I. Meant,” I hissed. “No?” Kylo asked mockingly.
“Who owns these?” Kylo asked, his voice a low rumble. A shadow skated over my pussy and then my ass, teasing each entrance as I shuddered. “You.”
“You begged for this, remember? Did you want me to claim my perfect little holes in front of the entire dungeon? While you were bound and helpless in that pretty pink rope, displayed for all to see?”
“Don’t you fucking dare.” He slapped one of my breasts and then cruelly pinched one of my nipples. “Not until I give you permission, slut.”
“Are the degrading names and tit torture supposed to make me less likely to come?”
“Well, listen to that filthy mouth. Such a good little whore for me, letting your jealous God corrupt you with his darkness.” He stroked my cheek. “This pretty face would be such a good canvas to paint with my cum, hmm?”
“Angel, I’m not sure addicted covers how fucking obsessed I am with you,” he said, his voice raw and quivering with intensity. “You have me downright consumed. In a way that should terrify the both of us. And, likely, the entire realm.”
“You better not giggle around anyone else for the rest of our existence, okay, baby? That noise is only for me.” “Sounds reasonable,”
“I’m going to take my time marking my property, now, little one,” he said softly. “And you’re going to say thank you for each bite, like the good girl you are.”
“This isn’t a temporary position, Evie,” Kylo rasped. “Clan membership is forever. You don’t know what you’re saying.”
I placed a hand on his broad chest, over his heart—the heart bonded to mine through blood and magick. “Aren’t we forever?”