Kylie’s P. O. V
“Hey, Mom, I just got home. I will call you back in the morning.”
I sent a voice note to Mom before throwing my weak body on the bed. I was drained by the incident in the meeting room this afternoon. Never in my wildest dreams had I ever imagined being assaulted in my workplace let alone the part of being rescued by Sebastian Smith.
I closed my eyes to get rid of all those memories when my phone vibrated. I picked up my phone to see Sebastian’s caller ID.
“Come to my room, ASAP,” came his stern voice as soon as I received the call. I wanted to say ‘NO’ but he ended the call before I could speak. I sighed looking at my phone and got up to obey his order.
“Come in,” he yelled after I knocked on his door twice. I pushed the door open and walked inside. The room was empty. I heard water splashing sounds coming from his bathroom.
‘Does he want me to help him in the bath?’ I thought in my head. But all my thoughts were interrupted by his voice.
“What are you waiting for? Strip off your clothes and come inside,” he snapped at me his voice was laced with anger.
“D-did you mean I should strip?” I asked frowning, though my heart was racing inside my chest. He peaked from the slightly ajar bathroom door and gave me a deep stare which meant he was serious.
“Okay,” I mumbled and started unzipping my dress. I pushed the bathroom door in my underwear and entered to meet a naked Sebastian sitting on the jacuzzi stairs.
“Come near me,” he ordered in his husky voice. I slowly walked near him looking down at my feet. He stood up, staring at my body.
“I can’t tolerate my things to be dirty. Let me clean you,” saying that he unclasped my bra. It swiftly fell to the floor. Then he slowly brushed his finger from my back to my waist and hooked his finger in the waistband of my lace panties, which had damped from all my juices throughout the day.
“It looks like you enjoyed the punishment I gave you. Tell me honestly did you cum without my permission?” he asked after pulling down my panties.
“I swear, I didn’t,” I replied quickly. I couldn’t afford any more punishment from him today. He looked satisfied with my answer and gave me a sinister smile.
He took me under the shower and started washing me with water. My nipples hardened like pebbles with all his feather-like touches. He pinched on one of my hard nipples then downed his lips on the crook of my neck. I bit on my lips hard to stop myself from moaning.
“You are MINE. Only I can touch you like this,” he whispered while sucking a sweet spot on my neck. I was sure he would leave a mark there.
His other hand traveled from my nipple towards my moist core. He rubbed his thumb on my now hard wet pebble making me hiss in pleasure.
“Who made you this wet you dirty girl?” he asked pulling one of my nipples between his lips.
“Y-y-you,” I managed to spell in between my moans.
“You what?” he bit in my nipple hard making me wince in pain this time.
“You, Master,” I said and he became gentle again. He inserted two fingers in my wet pussy and pulled out the vibrator, that I forgot was inside me till now. Suddenly I felt empty in there. The fullness was gone. But not for long because soon the vibrator was replaced with a harder, thicker, and longer shaft.
He entered me for the first time after all this year. Though I had a vibrator inside me for more than 8 hours still it hurt when his huge member pushed its way inside my pussy wall.
“A-a-ahh, it hurts,” I winced in pain. He stopped for a moment, his face laced with worry. But soon the pain was replaced by pleasure when he started moving in and out.
“You- are- so – tight,” he grunted and started moving faster. I was so close to cum but tried to distract myself from all the pleasure he was giving me. But it was impossible to distract my mind when my body was going burst from pleasure.
“Pleeeeease Master let me cum,” I begged him shamelessly. A winning smirk appeared on his handsome face. He dipped his head at the crook of my neck and then whispered the three magical words.
“Cum for me,” as soon as those three words came out of his lips I burst into a wave of orgasm. I could swear that was the longest orgasm of my life. The orgasm lasted for more than two minutes and my body became numb. But he was far from done. He pulled his shaft out of me that was dripping from my juices. Then turned me around facing the wall and inserted again from behind. Soon my body started to respond to him again.
We went on again and again until I came eight times and he only twice. We did it in the bathroom then his bed, in the wall, and at last on his study table. By the time he was done, I was heaving and gasping for air on top of his bed, lying beside him. We did have sex before multiple times but never so wild. And all his loving touches, caressing, and kissing made me wonder if he still had a soft corner for me in his heart.
I turned my head and saw his god-like face. He was lying beside me all naked closing his eyes, breathing heavily. I saw that face before, satisfied and calm. As if nothing in this world mattered to him except for me. I raised my hand subconsciously to touch his face but was stopped by him.
“Didn’t I tell you to not to touch me without my permission? You disgust me Kylie Jhonson. Leave my room, now,” he shouted making me jump in fright. His eyes were red like a maniac. I was wrong, he was still a fucking monster. I wrapped myself in the bedsheet and ran from his room with a tear-smeared face. I shouldn’t have forgotten what he did to me four years ago.
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