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“What?”
“I said feed me,” I reiterated.
“Are you five?” she taunted.
I smacked my hand against her ass, and she groaned, pressing herself closer to me, her hands gripping my t-shirt as she endured the sting.
“I thought we had already taught you not to use that foul mouth like that. Do we need to revisit what just happened?” I asked, nodding toward the floor where she had knelt before.
“No, Master.”
“Then feed me,” I instructed.
Alison twisted her body and reached for a piece of bread with butter and jam. She tore off a piece and turned to me. I opened my mouth, and she fed me the morsel. Her fingers lingered in my mouth, and I wrapped my lips around them, sensually sucking on them. She withdrew them with a soft pop, glaring at me, but I chewed and swallowed the delectable food. Somehow, it tasted even better this way. I had enjoyed watching her cook for me, but this served a different purpose. Alison’s obsession would come, and I just needed to train her mind to understand how pleasurable it could be when she behaved like the good slut that I knew she could be.
“Kiss me,” I commanded.
“What?” Her voice was high-pitched, and I smiled at the shocked expression on her face. I was well aware of how much she despised our kisses. They were more torturous for her than when I made her climax and demanded her gratitude. Those kisses signified something significant to Alison—a real connection. Therefore, they were the perfect weapon.
“You heard me.”
She sighed, closing her eyes for a moment, before placing a finger under my chin, angling my head. The gesture was surprising, but Alison only allowed her lips to lightly touch mine. After a few seconds, she pulled back, and I drew her closer to me, almost completely sealing our bodies.
“That wasn’t a kiss. It barely qualifies as a peck on the lips,” I scolded.
“Why do I need to kiss you?” she questioned.
“You don’t need to ask. You simply do as you’re told.”
Alison grew slightly nervous, clearly reluctant to follow this order. “Can’t you just finish all over me again?”
I chuckled, shaking my head. “Making you do something you hate is the whole point. I’m not giving you an escape.”
“But you hate those kisses just as much!”
“Yes, but I’ll endure the slight taste of vomit in my mouth because I know you detest it even more,” I countered with a pleased smile.
“You’re unbelievable,” she murmured. I was about to tell her not to prolong this, but then she seized my collar and with surprising force, yanked me toward her, crashing her lips onto mine in a passionate kiss. Her lips moved against mine as she held us close, and I reciprocated eagerly, savoring the control I maintained over her, even as she clutched my collar with an iron grip. However, she broke away after a few seconds, her cheeks slightly flushed, and her lips glistening from our passionate exchange. “Enough?”
“More,” I told her, gesturing toward the food.
She reached behind herself and picked up another piece of food. This time, I grabbed it, breaking it into two smaller pieces. I consumed one of them, then pressed the remaining morsel to her lips.
“Eat.”
She stared at me in disbelief, clearly taken aback by this almost tender gesture, as if we were genuinely two people in love. But this was how I manipulated her brain, conditioning it to become accustomed to me and enjoy the tenderness I occasionally displayed. It was all a façade, but her evolving neural pathways didn’t need to know that. Alison allowed me to slide my fingers past her lips and accepted the morsel, chewing it slowly, all the while studying me with suspicion in her eyes.
“Now kiss me,” I ordered after watching her swallow.
“Again?”
“Again.”
Chapter 18
-Jared-
I could sense the curse words dancing on her tongue, but instead of vocalizing her displeasure, she brushed her long hair back slightly. She leaned toward me, like the seductress she was, creating an alluring silhouette by placing her hands on the back of the couch, then moving closer to me. Her warm breath gently brushed against my lips, and mine parted slightly in anticipation. She bridged the gap between us and kissed me again. This time, it wasn’t as fierce, though it remained assertive. The kiss deepened as my hands tightened on her hips, and she pressed herself closer to me. But once more, it concluded after a few seconds.
