that boy is a monster

@bcrderline

It was all still so surreal to Mia. Not only had Sullivan purchased her, but he’d taken her away from the city. She felt safer now than she ever had in her life, certain that her former captor would have no idea where she was now. He couldn’t come back for her or hurt her ever again. A smile played on her lips, half feeling like it was permanently plastered there, looking around the new place. It was huge, at least, to her. They’d finally finished unpacking, and she was wandering from one area to the next, making sure they hadn’t missed anything, that everything was clean and dusted. She wanted it to be perfect. It was her way of showing him how happy she was, how much she appreciated everything he had done for her, at least, in part. “This place is so big,” she said it while they unpacked, but couldn’t help repeating herself. “I might get lost,” she joked, moving closer to him. “Have I thanked you in the last five minutes for everything?” Pushing up on her toes, she pressed a soft kiss to Sullivan’s lips, one of her hands resting low against his chest.

Sullivan had come to terms with the fact that he would never be able to cure the city of the poison it had been infected with but he knew that there was one person he could save. Selfishly, she had become the only person he wanted to save. Buying a big house was partially because he wanted to give her the best and because that was how he had lived for most of his life. “I hope I get good at finding,” he mused with a light chuckle as he wrapped her in his arms. “No but you don’t need to thank me, for anything.” He smiled, accepting the kiss with a happy sigh. “Looks the packing is finally done,” he whispered against her lips, pulling back slightly to observe her features. Due to their previous positions, he had felt guilty for a long time because of his feelings for her but now he could love her freely and he was lucky that she loved him back. “What do you want to do next?” He brushed aside a stray lock from her face as he looked down at her, content to stand there forever if she wanted.

The small woman squeaked sharply in surprise, her knees digging into their mattress to press her ass into his hand. “Matty!” She whined, wiggling slightly, wanting some friction between her thighs. “Please…”

Goosebumps rose, but the woman didn’t flinch at his touch or pull away. “Or…maybe, you could make me cum. That sounds fun, don’t you think?” Echo said with timid sweetness, moving slowly to her knees on the bed. She pressed herself into his side, her lips trailing across his neck softly. “Either way…” She laid across his lap, offering her ass to be spanked.

Her throat felt dry as he got up, looking up at him wonderingly. She felt suddenly more awake, hearing the rattle of chains, realizing what she had got herself into. She though he might spank her, but oh – “What are you gonna do?” Voice all breath, she sat up with a jolt.