Authors Note:

This is chapter 4 of my erotica novella. All chapters can be read as one-shots except for chapter 2. There is a post titled Annie Damien with a link to all the chapters in order on my profile if you're interested in the other chapters I've written!

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I am determined to do something today. I have been calm, quiet, and compliant all week, slowly earning Damien’s trust, especially after the night his ‘friend’ came over. He still keeps a close eye on me but he’s finally started unlocking my door in the day so that I can roam around and do as I please. Granted, most of the doors in the house are closed and locked but it’s something, and a lot better than me being cooped up in my room all day. 

I’ve found out that Damien spends most of the day in his study with the door firmly closed and locked which should give me a couple of hours to explore uninterrupted. As usual, I walk down the hallway checking every door on my way to the stairs. The first two doors are open, one leading to the bathroom and the other to a closet. The next two are locked and have been since the day I got here so I’m not surprised to find them locked. My stomach rumbles with hunger and I head to the kitchen to grab a snack before making my way down another hallway. I take my time, checking doors and wandering, studying the art on the walls. 

One of the doors I hit, close to the end of the hall is unlocked and I check around me quickly before sliding into the room, closing the door behind me with a soft click. Taking in the room around me, I notice it’s an office, nicely decorated with a loveseat and floor-to-ceiling bookshelves on one wall and a desk under a window on the other side of the room. I run to the bookshelf, momentarily forgetting my purpose as soon as I spot the bookshelves. I scan the book and feel momentarily disappointed when I see nothing but textbooks and non-fiction books and I’m about to turn away when I spot some romance books on the bottom shelf, slightly hidden by the arm of the couch. I grin and crouch down, searching the titles for anything that might catch my eye. I pull a mass market paperback from the shelves and am flipping through it when I hear a noise down the hall. In a panic, I shove the book into the waistband of my shorts and stand up, listening for any more noises. 

Everything is silent and after a couple more seconds of listening, I sigh in relief and move to the desk, refocusing on the task at hand. I quickly start pulling open drawers and cabinets, searching their contents for anything important, but it’s nothing but old stationary and random junk. I run my finger along the bottom of the desk, looking for grooves or hidden compartments like they do in movies sometimes but find absolutely nothing. Feeling defeated and annoyed, I leave the room empty-handed aside from the romance novel, and head to my room. 

When I walk in, I see a note on my pillow. I close the door and tuck the book under the mattress before picking up the letter, dread and curiosity knotting my stomach. 

Dear Annie, 

I’ve got a meeting to attend and will be home later tonight. Since we were supposed to have our session today (don’t think I’ve forgotten), I thought I would give you a task to complete for me while I’m gone. Here are the instructions:

Grab 2 die, and any object or toy of your choice. 

Roll the two die, the first one will determine the number of edges you have to do and the second one will determine the number of toys to use. 

Once you have the toys picked out, and know the number of edges to do, you may begin. You can remove your chastity belt for this task and you have two hours to complete this task. Remember, no cumming. Failure to obey will result in a punishment. 

Happy edging, 

Master 

Once I finish reading the letter, I place it beside me on the bed and look at the time. It’s 2:30 pm so I have until 4:30 pm to get this done. I look around for the die and the rest of the things I’ll need for this task but don’t see anything laid out for me. I walk around the room, checking under the bed but still nothing. I started to walk towards the dresser when I remembered my first night here when he pulled out the dildo and vibrators from the bedside cabinet. I open the cabinet and sure enough, there’s a box full of all the toys and tools I could think of and more. I start rummaging around in the box for the die and blush when I come into contact with the dildo he used on me my first night. 

I can't even bring myself to muster up a reply, trying to focus my attention on the vibrations and willing myself to cum. That's when he grabs the dildo and slowly starts gliding it in and out of me. I moan with the extra stimulation and whimper as he pumps it in and out of me, fucking me with it. It feels so good and my clit is aching so badly from the constant vibrations and I pull on the bonds, feeling my pleasure build once again. I can't help but thrust into the dildo and he grins as he watches me…

I quickly push aside the dildo, memories of my first night running through my mind and I finally find the dice, grabbing them and slamming the lid of the box shut. I bring the dice to the middle of the room along with the box and the note so that I have more space to work with. I double-check the meaning of the die in the letter before rolling them out onto the floor. A four and a two stare up at me and I’m not sure whether to feel scared or relieved. 

I look through the contents of the box and pull out a butt plug, some lube, and a vibe, laying them out on the floor beside me before putting the box away and closing the cabinet door. Bringing the objects I picked out to the bed, I feel my heartbeat picking up in anticipation of what I’m about to do. I slowly start stripping, pulling off first my shirt, then my shorts and bra. I take off the chastity belt and put it on the bedside table. 

Getting on my knees, I open the lube, squirt some on my fingers, and start softly probing and stroking my back entrance, trying to get myself used to the feeling of something there. I glide my other hand down my stomach and to my clit, rubbing softly as I start working one, then two fingers into me. I moan softly, stretching my ass open and getting it ready for the butt plug. 

I apply more lube to my entrance and to the butt plug and start working it inside me, whimpering and moaning as it stretches me wider than I’ve ever been stretched before. Finally, it slides all the way in and I relax, slowly laying back against the bed, trying to get used to the feeling of it inside me. It feels a little weird at first but slightly pleasurable and I get used to it quickly, enjoying the feeling. 

I look at the time and see it’s almost 3 pm, meaning I have just over an hour and a half to edge four times. I lay down again and bring my hand to my clit, rubbing softly counterclockwise. I circle it around and around with one hand, the other, reaching to pinch my nipple, softly at first and then harder as it sends a spark of pleasure shooting through me. I drag my finger over my clit, feeling the wetness of my arousal leaking from my pussy as I get closer and closer to orgasm. I continue to rub my clit going faster and faster, wanting desperately to bring myself to the edge and to sweet sweet release. At the last second, I remove my hand, breathing hard and clenching my thighs as I slowly feel myself moving away from the brink of orgasm. 

Once I feel like I can safely keep going without cumming I start up again, teasing and pleasuring myself, enjoying the feeling of my hands on my wet pussy. I grab the vibe and slide it up and down my slit, coating it in my juices and loving the feel of it brushing against my clit. I turned it on the lowest setting and ran it over my labia and across my inner thighs, feeling the vibrations radiate across my erogenous zones. With my other hand, I teased my entrance, my fingers and thighs now sticky with my juices and I started fingering myself as I dragged the vibrator over and around my clit, practically trembling with the need to cum. I tried taking deep breaths to calm the feeling down but it wasn’t working and I eventually had no choice but to pull away before I got to the point of no return. 

Two more edges to go and my body feels alight with pleasure and need. I take a deep breath before bringing the vibrator back to my clit, sliding it in and out of my entrance, loving how it felt inside me with the vibrations going through me. I pulled the vibrator out of my entrance and brought it to my ass, nestling it under me so that the tip of the vibrator was pressed against the buttplug. I moaned in pleasure feeling the vibrator vibrate the buttplug and filling me with a new sensation of pleasure and need. I spent a couple of minutes just panting and grinding my ass into the vibrator but I couldn’t take it anymore and I needed to cum so I started circling my clit, pinching and pulling at my nipple with the other hand. All the pleasure and sensations mixed with my already aroused state were almost overwhelming. Too late I realized I wasn’t supposed to cum and I ripped my hands away, trying desperately to stop myself but it was no use. I came hard, writhing on the bed in pleasure as I came, the vibrator still pressed against my ass. 

I panted, coming down from the feeling of the orgasm, and removed the vibrator from under me, shaking slightly from the intensity of it all. I laid back on the bed and closed my eyes, breathing deeply. I can’t believe I just came, Master is going to kill me and I’m so gonna be punished. I wonder what he’s gonna do to me. 

Different scenarios ran through my mind, scenarios similar to my first night here, denial for days, being fucked over and over again, used by not just him but other staff in the house. My mind ran wild and I started getting turned on, my thoughts going from worried to anticipating what he might do to me. I wonder what he has in store for me when he finds out I didn’t obey…