43. His Will

Will stood a few feet away from Anna, sipping his drink and staring at her chest rising up and down. A mischievous grin was adoring his face as he thought about what he was going to do to her. He couldn’t deny the thrill that ran through him as he thought over the possibilities. But his personal whore was different, she wanted pain and he was going to show her that she couldn’t manipulate him, he was still the one in charge.

It was clear what she was expecting, what she wanted. She was trying hard to pull the blindfold off her face. Will finished the drink in a go, stood behind her and yanked her blonde hair harshly. Anna gasped and stilled when she felt his finger probing her ass, slick with lube, but she didn't resist. He held her firmly by the back of her neck, waiting for her to start thrashing around again, but she stayed still. She whimpered as he slid the plug in and cried out at the loss of contact when he removed his hands from her body.

“Be ready for the night. When I retur