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†★ Lexie felt it as her blood ran cold and her throat got dry. He was standing in front of her now, his expressionless eyes assessing the nakedness of her body with intensity. She didn't know what he was thinking or what he was planning to do, but she was sure it was going to be something cruel. Zheme on the other hand was certain of the wickedness in his plan. He knew what he had to do in order to gain submission. The beatings won't work, so this method will have to do. He stepped closer to the bed, relishing in the augmenting fear that lived in Lexie's eyes. It was so enthralling and endearing to him: her glossy eyes, her quivering lips and her trembling body, it all made him feel superior, it somehow aroused him. His dark eyes shifted down to her bosom, her nipples stiff from the cold, ready to be tasted by his greedy tongue. His eyes then traveled down to Lexie's most private possession, eyes assessing the plumpness of it and imaging how pretty it would look with his cock sliding in and out of it. His hand reach out to touch, but the stubborn girl shuffled back creating more space between them. Zheme didn't like that, control was what he wanted and whether she willingly gave it or not, he'd have it. He grabbed her legs and pulled harshly, watching as she fell, her back hitting the mattress covered in black silky sheets. He hovered over her then, knees caging her thighs and a hand moving forth to secure her wrists above her head. Lexie writhed beneath him, tears now blurring her vision. What was he going to do to her now? She knew she should've kept her mouth locked, but no matter how far she threw the damn keys, her pride always found it. Why was she so damn stubborn? Why couldn't she just listen? More tears slipped down her cheeks as she watched a malicious smile traced his lips and in his dark and once expressionless eyes, there was now a glint of...of mirth. Then was when her struggle ceased, her eyes widening as the truth fell upon her heart like a bomb. He was enjoying this, her struggle, her tears, it all seemed to be joy to him and more fear broke free from it's cage at that realization. She tensed, her body going rigid when his free hand, thick and calloused started to run along her bare thighs. It rushed pass the gentle flair of her hips, up the soft, creamy skin her stomach, then cupped her left breast in the midst of it's palm. Lexie gasped out in surprise, trying to shuffle back and away from him despite the painful wales in her back, but it was all in vain, the hand tightly gripping her wrist was unrelenting. Realizing there was no escape, Lexie stopped struggling and... "I-I...I'm sorry." She helplessly whispered. Zheme chuckled at that, his hand roughly squeezing the stiff thing that felt like jello beneath his palm. "That won't get you out of this, Lexie. If I keep delaying your punishments, you won't learn, so from now on, if you say something you shouldn't; punishment, do something you shouldn't; punishment." His hand loosened around her pliant flesh, then a thick finger flicked at the rigid peak. A delectable shiver racked down Lexie's spine then and didn't stop until it reached her toes, curling them. With that one motion, somehow he had released her soul to the heavens. It felt good and even in the vulnerable state she laid in, she'd wish for him to do it again. As if he could read her thoughts, his finger flicked it once again and a whimper of pleasure involuntarily slipped pass Lexie's lips. The sound didn't go unheard by Zheme whose hand made it ways back down her satin skin, stopping between her slightly open thighs. It slowly inched closer to her core, leaving Lexie's heart beating in painful anticipation until finally, it was buried between the plump cheeks of her softness. It was warm, much like the first time he had touched her and he couldn't help but gently twirl his finger around her clit, creating friction. Fire burst in the pit of Lexie's stomach then and the heat of it poured through the opening of her thighs, slicking the area around it. A broken sound that resembled a moan scraped against her throat as strong fingers rolled her clit back and forth. Her legs tightened, closing around his hand when the raw pleasure ran like fire along her skin. This was exactly how she felt in the car; recherche, exquisite. He made her feel things she never felt before, pleasure beyond comprehension. Why didn't Mark ever made her feel this way? Why was it him, the one who kidnapped her, starved her, beat her? Why was it him? The answer to that question was beyond Lexie's intellect, but despite that, Lexie opened her legs, giving his finger space to play with her body as if it was a guitar string. It circled her flesh in a gentle caress, then slid further down to dip into the wetness of her chastity. With little to no struggle, it slipped in and a desperate moan pushed pass the seam of her lips as pleasure ran like lightening to every single nerve in her body. The fire within her augmented, blazing with desperation when his finger started to create friction, long, patient strokes that tantalized her beyond reasoning. His lips then descended upon her neck, sucking at her skin with an ardor that seemed to match her own. Rough kisses traveled down from her neck to her chest and further down until her stiff, pink nipple was encased in the warmth of his mouth. His tongue came forth, massaging her nipple with passion, driving her to the brink of madness. Her head was thrown back against the soft sheets, her toes digging into the mattress. And again the fire within her augmented, drawing close to exploding. His lips release her nipple and open mouthed kisses were planted down her stomach, soon breaching the plump flesh of her private area. His hand let loose her wrists, grabbing onto her thigh as his tongue touched the soft nob between the seams of her wetness and his finger breached even deeper. Lexie cried out, legs shaking and eyes rolling into the back of her head. His lips then fully encased her and the explosion she long awaited was now on the brink of going off. But then was when he stopped, finger halted and head now raised from between her legs. He smirked deviously, a devilish glint in his eyes. "You shouldn't have disobeyed me Lexie, for that, you'll receive no release." He removed his slick finger and leaned back and away from her. "And if you even think of touching yourself tonight, you'll sleep in the dungeon, chained like an animal to my walls. Learn to obey and you can have anything, well anything except for leaving me."