Page 16 of Master A-0011

“How about the truth.”

“Fine. You sound like a spoiled child.”

My head jerked back to better look at her.

“A child?”

“I had a stepsister who threw fits like this. There’s no winning. If you want to cut me up even more, fine. I’ve looked worse. I’ve looked like more of a monster than you ever will. If you want to rape me amongst dead slaves, then do it. I’ll fight and you’ll probably kill me too, but at least I died for something that was important. Maybe you’ve never felt that strongly about anything. I don’t know. That’s not my fault. There’s no winning for me. All that awaits is death. It can’t be worse than the life I’ve already led...unless it is. Either way, I have nothing left to lose. You have everything to lose if you have to try to find anotherd. I’m perfect for you, and you’ll never know that because you’re about to ruin it. For what? My virginity? Think rationally, Master. Is that really worth the sanity you’re barely holding on to?”

My eyes narrowed through the truth.

“I didn’t think so. Let’s start over. Show me what I need to do to be the perfect slave. Allow me to serve you so that you can get better. I can do that. Give me a chance.”

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Hate? Whatever was accompanying the anger in my Master’s glare had enough power to destroy me if he released it. I had gone too far. I knew that, but there was nothing I could do now. It was too late. My words had left their impact, and at this point, what I said was the truth. I really had nothing left to lose. This man would kill me. If not today, then it was in my future. Did I really want to prolong that? Maybe I should stop begging for life and instead get on my knees and pray for death.

“You truly see me as a spoiled child?”

My mouth parted, and I swallowed hard. There was no point in lying now.

“All I want to do is what you bought me for. My answer towards you…for sex.” I stopped, watching his gaze intensify as the flat side of the blade pressed harder into my jaw. “I will never change my mind. The fact that you can’t accept my decision is why I mention the child. It’s like no one has ever told you no. And maybe they haven’t,” I said, softly. “That wouldn’t be your fault. How could they?”

“You seem to have no problem.”

“At this point, I have no choice. You’re going to kill me. That’s inevitable. Why give away the only part of me not damaged?”

“Because I bought it. Your pussy belongs to me.”

My head tilted at the response, and I sucked in a breath through the sting of pain. Intensity softened in his eyes, transitioning to something far more terrifying. Warmth trickled, itching my skin as it traveled to the edge of my jaw, and I knew I was bleeding. The way Ethan’s stare hungrily took it in left me scrambling for words. He was pushing more into me, turning the blade into my skin even more.

“Let’s just finish theb. Show me what comes next.” My pitch turned higher as I felt my skin separate even more at his pressure. “Master. If you could?—”

“I’ll make this easy on you. Spread your legs and let me taste you, or I split you open from ear to lip and make you more beautiful. Your choice.”

“More?” I cried out loudly as he rotated his wrist enough to deepen the wound. “I can’t give that to you. I told you—Master!”

At my yell, the restrained slave’s head lifted in my peripheral, only to fall. Monotone groans filled the space, joining my soft whimpers that wanted to turn to sobs. Ethan kicked my legs open wide, lifting the knife to lick down the blade. The euphoria that had his eyes rolling as he took in my blood was beyond me. It left me stiff and stunned as he lowered, opening my robe so that he could be level with my most private area. My legs went to clamp closed, but he was too fast. His arm shot through, placing my leg over his shoulder as his arm wrapped around my thigh. Hot air blew out against me as he pulled me in.

“You’d be wise not to fight, Pearl; I may not stop with just tasting you. I will destroy your pussy. I will be merciless. Once you start screaming, I won’t be able to stop the decimation. It’s a process and it’s mine. I made my mark. Now, I’m taking what I can of you. If you don’t want it to be with my cock, you’ll enjoy my tongue and get over this violation as nothing more than a fucking gift. That’s what it really is. I need you. We bothknow that. But I can’t continue until I—You’ll never understand. Consume…or be consumed. Control. You…in me. Never over me. Then, you’re truly mine. I can move on and just…focus. Mine. No power over me. It’s just…me. No one else.Me.”

Green eyes were back and forth through whatever racing thoughts were going through his mind. Although I couldn’t think, myself, I found my fingers sliding through the front of his dark brown hair to try to calm him and gain some sort of balance. It had his gaze jerking up to mine. But that wasn’t the only reason I held to him. His anxiety had me softening to gain my own control. Taste wasn’t full violation. Not like before. But what if he wouldn’t stop? I had to try to keep some of my own power any way I could. A small battle won was still a victory. He wasn’t raping me. I had to compromise somewhere. I wasn’t entitled to anything, and I was lucky for his restraint, even if it was limited.

I fisted my hold gently in his hair, and Ethan took it as permission, diving to bury his face between my legs. Where pain and fear had been in my tone before, uncertainty and overwhelming pleasure was dominating my cry as his tongue pushed through my folds. The suction was automatic, and his deep, rumbling moan had me holding to him for dear life. Where the feeling was foreign but welcomed, the way my Master’s fingers dug painfully into my thigh showed he wasn’t acting…normal.

I wasn’t knowledgeable or processing thoughts good enough to know. Ecstasy merged with a sharp ache muddling my mind even more as he pushed his tongue into my entrance. At some point he’d spun us, but all I knew was my back was suddenly at the wall and I was pushing into it, moving my hips to ride along his face. His arm was so tight around my waist, trapping me to him, locking me in so I couldn’t begin to try to escape. And thatmouth. That tongue. He was licking. Sucking. Licking. Sucking.Biting.

I gasped, and my heart raced as he tugged against my fold. Maybe I wasn’t experienced, but I knew this wasn’t about me. He was rough. Focusing on the texture. The thickness of my skin between his teeth. Ethan was transfixed as he tested the way the flesh moved with the shift of his jaw. But it didn’t last. He went back to sucking, and it was just a little too hard. If he had hoped to consume some part of me with this act, he was taking all I could give.

“Master.”

Could he hear my fear through the suction he added? I tried to hide it through the uncomfortable pain.

“Master.”

Pressure pulled at the robe. Combined with the positioning of his locked arm around my waist, he easily swung me down to the wet, sticky floor. He rotated, and his free large hand leveled at my chest, pushing me down as he widened my legs as far as they would go. Still, he kept hooked around me as his mouth once again settled over the sensitive nerves. Pleasure blossomed and spread as his frenzy eased. The soft teasing of his tongue had my body going lax and moving against him once again. With the need came the fogginess. I thought the effects of the oil had faded, but they were far from gone as he brought my body to life.

“That should be good, right, Master? A taste.” A moan pushed from my throat, and I couldn’t hide it. “That’s…” I trailed off as I looked down, seeing his eyes staring up at me.