Chapter 77

Britney's POV

I was engrossed in his arms that I lost track of time. He had handled me so well, leaving my screaming and longing. I was chained up like an animal as he fucked me for the third time.

“Why can I get enough of you,” he growled with loss in his eyes. He had creased lines

on his face and I could tell he wanted to release.

“Fuck!” He yelled when I felt for the third time, his seed splattering into me.

“Damn!” He yelled, grabbing my arms tightly before he collapsed next to me on the bed. I was tired, but there was nothing I could do. I had to please this man until he agreed to help me.

“You're so fucking perfect, for the first time, I was satisfied.”

I gasped when I heard his words, raising my head, so I could look at him. I was tired, and I knew he could see it in my eyes.

“Do you often fuck men like this?”

“What do you mean?!” I was getting angry as I tried to remove my hands from the shackles he had locked them in.

“I have the keys to that, so don't bother to struggle.