Chapter 21

• “Remember what I told you slave, you better not come!”
• He purposely sped up frigging my clit as he fucked me, testing me to see if I could hold out. It was hard, holding in an orgasm I so badly wanted to let out, while getting slammed over and over. I moaned and tried my best to think of something else, anything else, like all the other losers who couldn't fuck to save their life, but it always came back around to me being tied up and having the fuck of my life.
• Whenever he could tell I was close he would fuck me that much harder and flick my clit that much more, almost trying to force it out of me, but it was that right there which helped me fight off the orgasm as much as I wanted to let it happen, I'm stubborn, he wanted it to happen, so I wouldn't let it.