Filed to story: The LORDS Series Free PDF by Shantel Tessier
Rules? Did he give me rules? No. But it’s pretty much common sense. Do as I’m told.
He pushes the hair from my face, and I lean into his touch. I’m so horny it’s fucking pathetic. I’m someone who needs human interaction. I’m affectionate. I need to be hugged and kissed. I blame that on my parents. My father and mother were very affectionate with one another and of course with me. After my father died, my mom always made sure to remind me how much I was loved.
I consider it a curse. Because I was born into a world where that doesn’t exist. The fucking, yes. The Lords are all about sex. Even the Ladies are conditioned at a young age to need that. But everything else is not something a Lord will give you.
He reaches into his pocket, removes his cell, and I hear the TV stop. I close my eyes, thanking God that he shut it off only to hear my voice again. But this time, it’s different. I open them to meet his stare. “Haidyn,” I whisper. “Please…” I beg, not knowing what else there is to do.
He smiles at me and leans forward. “Spread your legs.”
Angry tears sting my eyes as I do as I’m told. He reaches down between my shaking legs and touches my wet pussy. I moan and rock my hips forward, wanting more, but he pulls his fingers away and holds them in front of my face to show me that they’re wet.
“Ready to be my whore, doll face?”
My lips thin, refusing to give in to him. I don’t even know why I’m playing this game. I’ll never win.
He wipes his fingers along my lips, and I pull away the best I can. Gripping my hair, he yanks my head back, forcing the collar to pinch the back of my neck. I cry out as he places his face down to mine. “Open your mouth, Charlotte. Taste how wet you are.”
I part my lips as the first tear runs down my cheek. He places his finger in my mouth, and I wrap my dry lips around it and begin to suck, tasting myself.
His eyes darken, and I moan, sucking it farther into my mouth and swallowing around it. The urge for him to fuck my mouth is strong as he pulls the finger out, and I leave my lips parted for him to enter it again. He pushes two in this time, and I oblige once more.
“Fuck, doll face. Look at you sucking on my fingers as if it’s my cock.” He groans, and I rock my hips while I kneel at his feet.
He pushes a third into my mouth, and I open wide for him as he runs them over my tongue and to the back of my mouth. I try not to gag, but it’s inevitable. I’d say even though I’m a virgin, I’ve always loved the idea of being good at sucking dick. I’ve seen porn where the man is brought to his knees because of how good the women are. Wanting to please a man while watching him fall apart looks like power to me.
He removes them, and I suck in a deep breath, swallowing the saliva that had filled my mouth.
THIRTY
HAIDYN
I’m so fucking hard, and I know she can see it. Her face is right at my crotch, for fuck’s sake. Her heavy eyes fall to stare at it while she tries to catch her breath. I get to my feet and head toward the door.
“I need to pee,” she whimpers, and I watch her thighs tense as she tries to close them while still kneeling.
I smile. “You may use the restroom,” I tell her, and she lets out a sob of relief, “when you suck my dick.”
“Wh-at?” she gasps, wide-eyed as if she doesn’t want to.
She wants to be put in a position where she seems forced? I’ll help her out.
I step into her, cupping her chin and running my thumb over her plump lips. I want to sink my teeth into them, make it bleed and swallow her blood. “When you willingly kneel at my feet, open your mouth, and let me fuck this pretty face, I’ll let you use the restroom.” This was never part of my plan, but she changed the direction it was going.
Her lips tremble. “Please…”
“The only thing I want to hear from you is you gagging on my dick while you drool all over yourself.”
Tears fill her eyes, and I let go of her face. “Good night, Charlotte.” I turn to exit the room when her voice stops me.
“Okay.”
“Okay, what?” I turn and look at her.
She licks her wet lips and says, “May I suck your dick?”
I smile. I don’t know why she continues to be shy and innocent, but I’m going to fix that. I turn my back to her once again and head toward the door.
“Please, Haidyn.” She gasps, her voice growing desperate. “Please fuck my mouth.”
I stop and turn back to face her. She’s scooted forward, her knees now over the drain in the center of the room. I don’t even think she’s noticed it yet.
Her chest rises and falls quickly with each breath. “Please, sir.” I arch a brow at that. “Please let me please you.” She licks her lips before parting them in an open gesture.
Such a quick learner.
I walk back to the other side of the room and unlock one of the cabinets. I have them stocked with everything I plan on using. I pull out the two things I want, then lock it. Walking behind her, I order, “Try to pull your elbows behind your back.”
She takes her wrists that are tied down to her upper thighs and bends her elbows the best she can, pushing them behind her.
Kneeling, I place one end of the chain on the ring that connects to the cuff that’s above her elbow, then secure the opposite end to her other elbow.
She groans, trying to yank on them but the chain that runs across her back stops her from dropping her arms to her sides, keeping them bent in place.
I return to the chair and sit down in front of her. “That’s more like it.” I reach out and grab her breasts. Locking her arms in place pushes her chest out. Taking her hard nipples between my fingers, I pinch them, pulling her toward me, and she cries out. Letting go, I slap them.
Her moans fill the room, and I pick up the other accessory I grabbed from the cabinet. I take her left breast and place the clamp on over her hard nipple, loving the way her breath hitches. She rocks her hips back and forth while kneeling. I bring the chain through the silver ring in her posture collar and then connect it to her other nipple.
She cries out, and I love the way it sounds. “Every move you make, you’ll feel the pinch as it pulls on your nipples.”
She gasps, lips parted, her body involuntarily jerking as she tries to ease the discomfort. I unzip my jeans and pull out my cock.
I spread my legs, and her wide eyes fall to my pierced dick. My brothers and I all have the same piercings. A Jacob’s ladder with the Saint’s cross-two barbells through the head to make it look like a cross. We’ve had them for about four years now. It was once a punishment. We kept them as a reminder that we’re no one’s bitch.
I stroke it while watching her, and excitement bubbles in my body. I haven’t been this turned on in a long time. “Suck my cock, Charlotte. Show me how much you want it.”
She sniffs, bending forward, and her tongue darts out to lick the precum. “Eyes on me while I fuck you.”
Opening her bloodshot eyes, she looks up at me through her lashes. She wraps her lips around the head of my cock and sucks the tip. Her mouth feels so fucking warm it takes my breath away. It’s been a while since I’ve been excited about sex. It’s been a job for so long. Something I need to get off. This is for pleasure.
She whimpers around my dick, and I know it’s because of the nipple clamps pulling tight at her movements. Her shoulders shake, and she tries to reposition herself while she kneels on the drain.
I gently brush the hair off her tear-streaked face and gather it at the back of her head, gripping it painfully. She parts her lips wider with a gasp. “I’m going to show you how I like it.”
I push her forward. It’s going to be awkward with the posture collar on, but I’m not taking it off. “Open wide and stick out your tongue.” She acts like she’s never had a dick in her mouth before. But I get it, every guy likes something different, and I’m willing to train her to know what gets me off.
She does as she’s told, and her body trembles in my hand.
I hold my cock and guide her mouth down onto it. She begins to suck my shaft as I slowly move her open mouth up and down, allowing her saliva to get it nice and wet. “Look at you being a needy slut.”
She closes her eyes slightly, and I pull her head back and slap the side of her face, making her cry out. “Eyes open, doll face,” I remind her. “Look up at me. I want to see you cry while you gag on my dick.”
She whimpers around my cock, and it makes her throat constrict. A groan escapes my lips, my hands tightening in her hair. “That’s it.”
CHARLOTTE
Pain…lust…heat…drool…pride…