His fingers move toward my thighs, then lightly trace my lips. My clit throbs, causing my to squirm in his lap.

He slaps my thigh. “Stay still, girl.”

His hands then travel farther down. I tremble. What could he possibly want to do in there?

“You see, girl,” he begins. “This is my favourite hole on a sub. It’s not nearly as pleasurable for her as her pussy, and feels even more intrusive than her mouth. It can even be painful, if we’re not careful.”

As he says this, his index finger circles my rim. The breath is sucked straight out of my lungs.

“I find it the most effective hole to use, when teaching a lesson. She won’t forget who she belongs to, after a pounding in here.”

His finger is forced inside. I cry out in pain. This feels so, so wrong.

“But, you see, I know my girl is new to this. You’re too scared to even put a finger in your pussy, aren’t you, girl?”

One of his hands goes to cover my mouth, so I can only nod in response.

“I won’t be pounding you too hard in here tonight, then. I just want you to remember to sensation, and that if I catch you filthily humping that little pillow again, I won’t hesitate to deflower you here, too. Understand?”

I try to let out a “Yes, Sir,” under his hand, but it comes out a squeaky mumble.

“Good. Get down on your knees.”

His finger is quickly removed from inside me, causing me to wince. I quickly get off his lap, and kneel on the floor next to the bed. The creaky hardwood digs into me, but I don’t dare complain.

Sir grabs my chin, lightly rubbing my cheek with his thumb. I try to squint in the dark, hoping I can get a glance at his features. All I can make out is black hair and a thick, dark beard.

“What…would you like me to do, Sir?” I ask. I’m feeling surprisingly comfortable, at his feet.

“I’d like to show you how pleasure a man, little one. It’s about time you learned.”

I gulp. I’ve only seen it once, when my friends and I looked at online porn as a joke. It didn’t seem appealing to me, then. But something about feeling Sir in my mouth seems…almost enjoyable.

Each night he arrives, I sink deeper and deeper into his world. Every piece of my innocence stripped, and replaced with this new, insatiable longing. I’m even starting to like it.