Chapter 199: Machala

We slept in late. My nightmare didn't return. I awoke feeling better than I had in months. It seemed that every inch of skin on my body ached. It was wonderful. The plug in my ass was not. Luke slid his fingers between my thighs and pulled just slightly on the invasive glass.

"Do you need to use the bathroom?" He breathed into my ear.

"No, but please take it out."

"I will when I'm ready to fuck your ass. Right now you'll pay for thinking you control what I do."

He had me on my stomach across his knees in seconds. He rarely used a bare hand but his palm rained fire across my previously abused flesh. I muffled my cries against the covers. When he finished, he pulled the plug out, turned me around on the bed, and sank his cock deep into my ass. His fingers snaked under me until he pinched my clit.

"You don't get to come this morning, my naughty girl."

Fuck, he had to be kidding. That was stupid; Luke never joked about denying me orgasms. He pumped inside of me without gentleness. I