Casting Julia: Book One (BDSM)
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“Don’t you dare try to resist,” he murmurs dangerously, giving my tits, now fully facing him, a dismissive squeeze before pushing my back to the wall. He reaches down and fastens my feet, and then takes my arms one at a time and fastens them as well, until I’m trembling in just a lace pink thong before him, goosebumps of chill and fear prickling every part of my body. He sets aside the whip and picks up a small narrow object. There’s a faint click and the black vibrator is passed carelessly over my nipples. It’s the first time I’ve ever felt the sensation and I can’t help it; I cry out in pure pleasure even as I sag against my restraints.
“Stand up straight!”
His slap is sharp and real on my face, but in the wake of the vibrator, I barely feel it. I force myself to stand up and meet his eye.
“I want you to look at me when I’m pleasuring you,” he says softly.
He trails the vibrator along the inside of my forearm, and traces little patterns on my soft, flat belly, but skirts around the tidy, gleaming ginger mound that is steadily getting wetter and wetter. He passes it just inside my inner thigh and altough I bite my tongue I can’t help the little gush of cum drips down my leg.
He slaps me again, harder. “Look. At. Me.”
Panting, I raise my eyes to meet his, and as I do I hear the clatter of the vibrator being dropped and suddenly his real fingers are on my clit, squeezing, teasing, rubbing slowly, so slowly.
I can’t help myself, I throw my head back and the shriek that comes out of me excited Chase so much that even he, in all of his carefully cultivated control, gives me the final flick of his fingers that send me over the edge. I orgasm in a wave of juices that spill from me after what feels like hours of prolonged build up, and Chase’s mouth is at my neck, biting at me without reserve even as he presses his own hardness against my stomach and comes in an explosion of sticky warmth against me.
The orgasm subsides slowly, like a wave, but the role I’m playing does not. I keep my head down as Chase unties me from the wall, only meeting his gaze as I put my bra and panties back on. Jaqueline is still in the doorway, watching silently, and doesn’t speak until after we’ve both crossed the threshold and the door behind us has been closed.
Chase nods to me and goes into the bathroom downstairs, and Jaqueline walks me to the front door. “You’re ready,” she says simply, opening the door. “Goodluck on Monday. And, she adds, her eyes bright in the moonlight, don’t forget, BDSM is an acting relationship, too.”
I drive home in my soaking-wet panties, hair mussed and tangled and thoughts whirling in my head. Never have I felt so alive or so natural for a part.
Keep Reading: Casting Julia - Book Two
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