Chapter 198: Machala

Everything ached, most of all my pussy. It had been a long time since I held a kneeling position for so long. I knew I pushed Luke and deep down I'd known it wouldn't work. He was always the one in control and that's what I needed from him. I suffered his punishment as desire swirled through my body.

I took a shower and tried to relieve some of my pain, but it didn't work. I needed to buy implements for self-flagellation. Something. Fucking anything so I could come on my own. I was now back to wanting Luke dead.

He knew my answer. There was no reason to wait until tomorrow. I needed to stop pushing, though. He didn't take it well and I fucking needed him so badly I screamed aloud. Hopefully the sound of the shower muffled it and my neighbors didn't call the police.

I lay sleepless in bed for hours-the simmering need in my pussy refusing to dissipate. I have no idea when I fell asleep, but the dream woke me up.

I was a young child looking in the mirror and watching as my body shrank