Free Rescuing Regina by Lee Savino Page B

so humiliated, so objectified.
    I’d also never been so turned on in my life. The edge of my skirt lifted, showing the curve of my ass as I reached high over my head to finish dusting the top shelf. Up on tiptoes, I grunted in exertion. Cole’s hands came around to cup my breasts and I nearly fell over.
    “Regina,” Cole husked into my hair, his body molded to my back. I sank into him, breathing hard. His hands roamed up and down, from breasts to navel, and lower down, to lift my skirt and cup my mons. I groaned as two fingers pushed at my thong.
    “You’re wet.” His voice held awe. “This turns you on?”
    I nodded and widened my stance in invitation.
    “Such a good girl.”
    His fingers dipped in and out of my pussy. I grunted from behind the gag, drool running down my cheeks. I was a mess, and I didn’t care. My hips jerked in silent invitation.
    “Ask before you cum,” he growled as he hooked a long finger under my pubic bone, my g-spot as his target. He crooked his finger in a “cum hither” motion.
    Bullseye.
    I squealed. My legs shook so hard I nearly fell. My orgasm was so close…
    He removed his hand, still holding me up with a strong arm under my breasts.
    “Oh I forgot, you can’t talk. Well, I guess you can’t cum.”
    All manner of garbled sounds escaped from behind the gag. His mouth dropped to my neck and my arousal soared. I begged him to fuck me.
    “You may not cum.” His finger brushed against my clit, and I did anyway. Cole had to hold me up as I convulsed against him, moaning behind the gag.
    He turned me and I faced him, panting, my eyes wide. My orgasm had come out of nowhere and hit me like a truck. I didn’t know what Cole was up to with this sexy maid, sleep in my bed but don’t sleep with me business, but this game was beyond anything I’d played before. I was addicted.
    “Disobeying orders already?” He looked amused by my orgasm. I didn’t care if I was ‘in trouble.’ That climax had been worth it.
    Cole stepped back, making sure I was steady on my feet. My legs felt like spaghetti, but they held me. “Hands on the wall. Ass out.”
    I obeyed with alacrity, and he flipped up my flimsy skirt. “Such a beautiful behind. A masterpiece.” He palmed it and gave it a smack. In my mind’s eye, I imagined him admiring how it jiggled. I guess it wasn’t too fat for him.
    “Because you came without permission, you get more punishment. Not a spanking, something more fun.”
    I heard him move behind me. “Bend down, stick your ass out.” I jumped when Cole spread something cool between my ass cheeks.
    He slipped a finger in and I cursed behind the gag.
    “Relax, I’m not going to hurt you.” His finger fucked me and I groaned into the wall. It didn’t hurt, but it didn’t feel good. I didn’t know what to think about the sensation, but the humiliation was making me drip.
    “See this?” He showed me a metal bulb with a red jewel on the end. “This is going in your ass.”
    I protested and he ordered me to face the wall again. One hand clamped on the back of my neck, holding me still while the other slid the plug between my cheeks.
    “I’m gonna train your ass for me,” he rasped. This must be turning him on as much as it did me. “You’re gonna walk around my house plugged and ready. I own your ass now. Whenever I snap my fingers, you’re going to bend over and show me what I own.”
    I felt something poke my bunghole. Hard and unyielding, the plug stretched me open a little. Fuck.
    I moaned as he twisted it in. “It the smallest I have. Complain and I’ll go up a size.”
    My head thunked against the wall.
    “Oh, I forgot.” He chuckled. “You can’t complain. You’re gagged.”
    For a few minutes, he played with my bottom, squeezing each cheek, lifting and parting them. I almost got used to the foreign object filling me, but he pulled me away from the wall and the movement made the plug feel strange all over again.
    He kissed my forehead. “You’re