Highest Bidder Collection - Lauren Landish Page 0,192

that I’ve not yet experienced. I don’t want her denying me.

She nods her head slowly.

“So would you like to play with me then?” I ask her.

“As a slave?” She asks me, clarifying what I’ve just said.

I tower over her small body. “In this setting it doesn’t matter. We’ll only play for a moment.”

Her forehead pinches slightly as she considers what I’m saying. “You’ll do as I say while we’re down here. And if you don’t like it, you can simply leave.”

She seems struck by my words at first and the connection between us wanes as something else settles in between us. Insecurity. She’s confused and uncertain not about what she should do, but about what I can give her.

I’m quick to put her at ease, “You can always leave. Regardless of Master or Dominant. You can always leave without fear.” Her expression softens as she comprehends what I’m telling her. In a sense, I’m twisting words to put her at ease so I can keep her. But I don’t give a damn. I’ll do what I must to get what I want.

Her voice comes in breathy, “I think I’d like to play.”

“Good girl.” My lips curve into a noticeable smile, when she responds with a faint huff of a breath, it’s slow and easy. And sexual. Everything about her right now from her posture and dilated pupils, to the way she’s breathing and clenching her thighs depicts how turned on she is by my approval.

I walk over to the bench while she stays kneeling. I’m highly aware of the other men in the room, but there’s no way they’d approach her. They’d be a dead man if they dared to try.

I want her in my lap while we watch, grinding on my hard cock. She gets up on all fours before I tell her to, eager to come over to me. I wonder if she wants to crawl, if she wants to be degraded. I’ve yet to learn her limits. I’m confident that she doesn’t even know her limits. But I’m going to find them by pushing them.

I need to see what her true fantasy is and how much she can take. It may frighten her, but she’ll thank me in the end.

“Come to me.” I give her the command and wait for her reaction. She immediately crawls to me. Watching her move cat-like across the floor, her bare knees against the cold, hard ground and her nightie riding up high on the back of her thighs while she obeys my command so swiftly, turns me the fuck on. It makes me harder than I’ve ever felt. As soon as she gets to me, I reach down and lift her up by her hips, settling her in my lap. She lets out a gasp at my powerful grip, which only makes my cock throb harder for her.

That sound. I want to hear it again and again and again.

I grip her by the nape of her neck. A powerful hold, yet I’m still gentle, barely holding her still in my grasp. Her body is so much lighter than I had anticipated. It’s easy to move her, to grip her hips and direct her body which way it will go. Feeling the weight of her ass in my lap I can only imagine how easy I can take her. Her petite pear shaped body was meant to take a punishing fuck.

“You came down here for a reason my flower.” My hot breath tickles her cheek causing her to shiver slightly.

“Yes Sir,” she staring straight ahead, but she turns to me looking me in the eyes as she says, “I’m curious.”

The focus of the dungeon is pain. The name is fitting and we’re gathered down here because the things that happen in the confines of these walls may be disturbing to others. I’ve watched Nadine and David before. I enjoy their play. I’ve seen much, much worse. What they do is nothing short of erotic to me.

“Put your hands behind your back.” Lilly looks at me hesitantly, but even as she does, she obeys me, putting both of her hands behind her back and balancing herself by shifting slightly in my lap. I want to get rid of that hesitation. The more she plays with me, the more she’ll learn to trust.

My dick throbs against her soft ass, and I know she has to feel it. I shift in my seat, making sure it presses deep into her flesh, allowing her to feel