Vanessa
The second he tries to touch my pussy, I lock my thighs together.
I scowl at him. Nice try, asshole.
"Open your legs."
My eyes widen, and I shake my head vigorously. "I-I can do it myself-"
He cuts me off with an icy glare. "Open your fucking legs."
I open my mouth to protest, but quickly close it. Defeated, I slowly spread my thighs, allowing him to reach into the water and wash my most intimate part. A soft gasp escapes my lips as he brushes the fabric against my clit; It feels like a jolt of electricity that ignites every nerve ending in my body.
His eyes snap to mine, amusement in their depths. "You like that, Mama?"
My cheeks flush as I look away. He firmly grasps my chin, compelling my attention back to him. His expression turns ravenous, and I squirm beneath his gaze as his fingers trail down my jawline. A shiver courses through my body, torn between the desire to pull away and the magnetic pull of his touch. "You're being such a good girl for me today," he murmurs with a deep, resonant rumble. "Would you like me to reward you?"
I know I should say no, that would be the sane thing to do, but my body reacts, curiosity getting the best of me. With my heart thrashing in my chest, I nod hesitantly.
"Use your words. Beg me for it."
Of course, he would want me to beg. Anything to feed his ridiculous ego. But like a dumbass, with lust clouding the logical part of my brain, I do it.
"Please reward me, Sir," I rasp, a subtle hint of bitterness lingering on my tongue.
He abandons the washcloth in the water, his gazed fixed on me as he spreads my lips apart and swiftly locates my clit again, rubbing it in small circles. I rock my hips with the movement of his fingers, desperate for more friction. "You like it when I play with my pussy?" he growls. "Does my pretty girl want to come?"
My core pulsates from his filthy, possessive words. "Yes," I moan, slamming my eyes close.
"Eyes on me," he commands, and I immediately obey, forcing them back open. His fingers are like magic, bringing waves of pleasure rippling through me. With each stroke, my breathing grows more ragged and uneven. Pressure builds in my stomach like an incoming freight train that's surely going to tear through me. I bite my cheek to keep from screaming, refusing to give him the satisfaction.
When it becomes too intense, I attempt to squirm away from his touch, but in an instant, his hand shoots out and encircles my throat just above my collar, holding me firmly in place. He tsks, "Don't you fucking dare run from me. Take it."
The wild, frenzied gleam in his eyes simultaneously terrifies and heightens my arousal, if that's even possible, intensifying the confusing emotions swirling within me.
"Your first orgasm belongs to me, Mama. I won't stop until you give it to me," he says with conviction.
I part my mouth to speak, but nothing comes out. I just want him to keep going. To never stop. My punishment in the dungeon was pure torture, I need him to let me finish this time.
His previous words echo in my mind, 'Orgasms are for good girls'.
Well, like he said, I'm behaving today so I deserve an orgasm damnit!
Given everything that has happened to me since I've been in this hellhole, it's the least he could do. And, of course, let's not forget the fact that I'm still not permitted outside due to his enemies.
Noticing that my mind is elsewhere, he presses his thumb firmer against my bundle of nerves and my hips buck uncontrollably. It's impossible to hold in my moans now. It's as if my entire being is on fire, burning me from the inside out.
"That's it, Mama. Come for me," he demands.
He pinches my clit, and it happens. The most intense feeling I've ever had washes over me...drowning me...consuming me in its pleasurable depths. My toes curl and my back arches as my scream fills the room. I pant as I stare at him in shock, several minutes passing before I finally come down from my high.
Holy shit...that was amazing!
A satisfied twist touches his mouth. "Fuck" he breathes, "I don't think I've ever seen a woman orgasm so beautifully."
Not knowing how to respond, my face flames. I can't believe I just let that happen, and I enjoyed it. The worst part is that I crave more, it was only a temporary relief for the insatiable burn.
I nervously bite my lower lip. "Now what?" I whisper, not wanting to destroy my dignity asking for something I have no business wanting in the first place. A part of me hopes he'll just volunteer to give me another orgasm, but I'm sure I'll have to earn it first. My mind must officially be broken because the mere thought of earning another reward sends a surge of excitement coursing through me.
Maybe I'll continue to comply just for today.
Diego stands and steps out of the tub and I don't miss the sight of his hard dick as he wraps a white towel around his perfectly sculpted body. He helps me out and offers a warm towel to me. "We'll eat breakfast and continue with your training."