LOGINBanks voice cuts through the chaos like a thunderclap. I look toward the door, my heart stopping. Banks is walking or flying toward me, his face a mask of absolute, terrifying fury. Directly behind him is a very familiar, grim-looking Carlton, and beside him... a tall, strikingly handsome.... That wicked smirk and arrogant posture belongs to a very familiar person I doubt should be here.The crowd instantly parts like the Red Sea. The girl I am holding starts sobbing, stretching her hand towards Banks."M-Mr. Wellington..." the minion stammers on the floor, her voice shaking violently as she adjusts her ruined clothes, standing up. "She was..." My grip loosen on them and the minion push me down. I fall onto the floor as my gaze lock on Banks."Eleanor!" Dean screams, I catch him rushing forward."Don't you dare touch her" Banks order, halting Dean's step.'What's Banks doing here?' He reaches down, his large hands immediately lifting me from the floor. My stomach flip flop at the shee
"I'll make sure to have every single one of you sued for defamation of character," he warns, his voice thick, loud, and vibrating with authority. The women flinch slightly, but who seems like the ringleader; a woman I recognize as one of Montana’s loyal minions from the charity luncheon, steps forward."We... I mean, it’s the truth! She came between a married couple!" My chest beats painfully fast against my ribs at the wrong accusation."I didn't!" I scream, slamming my hands on the table as I stand up. The nearby patrons scramble back, dragging their chairs away from the sudden explosion."Lady Montana and Mr. Wellington were happily married until you came along and forced your voluptuous, loud body onto him!" Montana. Montana. Montana. It is always her name."Says who?!" I step out from behind the table, my vision tunneling."They were divorced long before I met him!" I feel more eyes turn toward us. Most of the people in this section are faces I recognize from my driving class and
There is something about Banks Wellington that drives me insane. The fact that he can drive me insane with just his words, touch, or his mere presence,it's terrifying and overwhelming. He is overwhelming, even now. He sends me a crying sticker because he wants to know where I am and what I am doing, but he can’t track me because I explicitly told him to stop hacking into systems to monitor my whereabouts and just trust that I'm fine."You're smiling." I drop my phone, my lips instantly tightening as I look up at the sound of Ecclesiastes's voice."Sorry, it’s just...""Your Dom." My throat tightens and my body freeze at the tense way he says the word 'Dom'. Before I can breathe, my phone pings. Then again, and again."You can take it," he permits and that sounds wrong. I don't need his permission to check my own device, but I ignore the slight irritation and look down at the screen.>Banks: I remember being the one who gives the rules in this relationship, Anor.>Banks: You should be
"It's okay to break the rules because you're my woman" He trails it down between my ass crack," I allowed it. I told you to do just that." the thick bulge of his cock poking directly against my entrance."But each time you go overboard," He presses it a bit deeper,"you will remember exactly what happened here, and you will learn to restrain yourself." Both the knife and his cock making my body throb more in need."Okay, Mas... Baaaanks!" I concur but shriek out as he thrusts the steel handle of the knife inside my pussy in one violent motion,"Mas..yeeess" I lift my ass up with a scream, then he pulls entirely back out,making me fall flat."I need more. Please, please fuck me," I beg, lifting my ass toward him, but he isn't there. My palms smear against the glass as I shake my head. My heart beats frantically as I notice a few heads in the lounge below turn upward, as if they heard my cry."I'll take you, but you need to learn," he says, trailing the flat of the knife lower, the met
"Open your mouth." The moment she parts her lips, I push straight back in, hitting deep against the roof of her throat before she can recover. She struggles to take the re-hardening length, but I continue thrusting, holding her hair as I chase a second round of high."I want to fill that mouth until it holds no disobedience," I growl as the metal chains holding her hands rattle frantically. I pull out"Please touch me, M..." and push right back in, listening to her cough against me, watching the tears mix with the spit and cum on her face."Open wider and don't you dare swallow."She obeys, throwing her head back as I spill a second time, filling her throat."Do not swallow" When the last drop falls, I pull out completely with a shudder."You want me to take off your blindfold?"She nods rapidly. I reach back and undo the knot, letting the silk tie drop to the floor. She blinks up at me, her chest heaving, mouth puffed a she hold my cum."You're so fucking hot, Anor," Her grin widens
His gaze settles on me as I hold his wrist. Tears rolling off me as my need to run war with my need to please him."It's too early to weep, baby," he murmurs, his hand firmly peel my fingers off his skin."When you cry, everyone below this floor will hear your voice and know exactly how bad you've been." intense heat spreads through me"Master...""Stand straight," he commands, his voice leaving no room for negotiation. I whip my head to the side, my eyes fluttering frantically behind the silk tie, trying to check for any physical sign of an audience. The music increase in tempo, making my stomach tighten. I obey and straight."Damn, Anor," his satisfying grumble echoes through the space, the sheer approval in his voice instantly easing my anxiety."Why do you love to disobey me?" he asks, the anger in his voice replaced by an intense, heavy hunger. Banks loves my tits, and I know the sight of my full breasts glistening with oil in this candlelit room is the his voice changed."I wasn
I go completely still.Not Master. Not the word she says in the red room, the word she corrects herself to. The one meant to keep everything in its correct order, butBanks.My name. Breathless and low. Like we are more than the contract. Like I am hers...I should stop and end the contract. If her
I hear the chains rattle and then loosen on me. Then, he appears in front of me. Grabs my both breasts from the side and he squeeze them together,the flesh meet his chest.His chest cold against my skin.“Not when you disobey me.”Then he unclamps both nipples.I stand immediately, pressing my ches
ELEANORBanks is a bastard.My master, my Dom, is ranking number one among bastards, sitting comfortably beside Lucifer on the throne.I am angry. Unheard. Wronged. Horny. But one emotion sits above everything else right now.Shame.I want to rip this blindfold off and glare at whoever might be loo
BANKSI wrap the chain tight around my hand and yank.Her head snaps back and she falls onto her ass, looking up at me with red-rimmed, glistening eyes.She is horny.I did not expect her to be someone who gets off on humiliation. That is un







