Spotting his slender body standing in the middle of the room, cladded in midnight blue sleepwear, I want to run and hide my embarrassment under the bed, but I was too stunned, embarrassed, and disgraced to move an inch.
My hand remained where it was, beneath my lace panties, frozen there.
I remember him saying, "I'll touch myself tonight," and how I strongly debunked it.
A rush of blood flows down my cheeks, my entire face burning red in shame. I don't know why I would disagree with someone like him; he literally reads my mind.
I was such an idiot.
"Are you not gonna welcome me?" he muttered, his musky scent of male and cologne wafting through my nostrils.
His expensive smell alone threw me off balance, causing my fluid to ooze out more.
It seems like my fragile body is really bent on betraying me tonight.
I forced a weary smile at him and reluctantly parted my lips, but my voice failed me— the shock is too much.
"Why… why are you here, Your Lordship?" I finally stuttered and drawled in a low, sultry tone, ducking my head slightly. The last thing I want to see right now is the scornful and cunning smirk on his face.
"What do you mean by 'why am I here?' You summoned me yourself, little dummy," he snickered and leaned his fragile-looking body against the wall, his fringe nearly covering those coy, innocent-looking eyes of his, glaring intensely at me.
I seriously want to punch that cute face of his so badly.
"Trying to shift the blame on me? Why on earth would I summon you while playing with my…..."
I quickly covered my mouth as i realize the weight of what I just said.
My face turns even redder, and a surge of anxiety washed over me, my feet turning cold from the highest level of shame and anxiety.
What is he going to do next? He is unpredictable, and I wouldn't dare try to figure out his thoughts.
"You just admit that you touch yourself?" he smirked and began to walk closer to me. I tried to move away, but he was too fast. He snaps his fingers, and I froze.
I struggled weakly, but it was as if an unseen force is holding me down.
He took his seat by the edge of the mattress, just a few inches away from me, and then yanked away the duvet covering the lower part of my body, exposing my drenched panties before his cute face. I panic inwardly, wondering what he will do next.
My inability to predict his next move and the chilling aura exuding from his body due to our close proximity drove me even crazier.
"Thinking so intensely about me in the middle of the night. Don't you know I can hear all your thoughts? They keep disturbing me that I couldn't sleep, so I thought to pay you a visit and punish you for all the sins you committed today," he breathed softly, his eyes savoring every inch of my exposed flesh.
Leaning forward, his unbuttoned chest sank against mine and I couldn't help but wonder why he always leaves his sleep shirt unbuttoned.
"How should I punish you tonight, little dummy?" he growled seductively in my face, our faces just an inch apart, and his warm breath fanned my facial skin.
He brought his lips closer to mine, and my heart skipped a beat.
Is he gonna kiss me?
Am I gonna taste those glossy lips of his?
Oh my god, I'm one lucky bitch! I closed my eyelids shut, anticipating his wet lips to lock with mine, while my heart continued to thump and palpitate loudly against my chest.
"You think I was gonna kiss you? Dream on! Only good girls deserve to be kissed and fucked!" he breathed in a dangerous yet seductive low tone while grabbing my tiny waist suddenly.
He lifted me off the bed and carried me across the room as if I were a feather.
"Where are you taking me?" I asked quietly, feeling numb all over.
"To receive your punishment, little dummy," he growled and snapped his fingers in his usual manner, summoning a portal before us.
Fearlessly, he stepped into it, cradling me in his arms, while my long blonde hair cascades and my limbs dangle.
As we enter the dark, smoky portal, I squeeze my eyelids shut in fear, wondering what he was planning this time around. My heart pounded loudly, and waves of apprehension course through me.
"Open your eyes," he commanded brusquely.
Slowly, I complied, only to find myself in his chambers. Have we just teleported from my room to his? This guy is sure to drive me crazy soon!
Approaching the inner chamber of his room, which is usually demarcated by a silky black curtain, he swept it aside and carelessly deposit me on the king-size bed hidden behind.
Still immobilized, I watch silently, allowing him to do as he pleases.
"Where were you around dusk? Tell me one lie, and I shall punish you severely!" he growled as he ascend the bed.
I can't risk telling him about the book or my encounter with the field guy, fearing he might ban me from ever leaving the estate again.
So, I resolve to lie, disregarding the consequences.
"I won't say!" I retorted defiantly, displaying no fear in the face of his anger.
"Good, I knew it. You're as stubborn as a goat. Tonight, I'll teach you how to obey your master," he breathed angrily, arrogance evident in his calm yet deadly tone.
Aggressively swatting my trapped hands away from my panties, he begins to rub my clit vigorously through the fabric, the thin lace serving as a barrier between his fingers and my neatly shaved p***y.
I wriggled slightly in response to the mix of pleasure and pain his actions evoke, marveling at his precision in finding just the right spot to touch.
He sure knows the right place to touch.
Is this the punishment he had in mind? If so, I'll forever remain stubborn and disobedient.
"Beg me! Beg for my mercy, and I shall do to you bad things you can ever imagine, good-bad things you'll surely love!" He cooed sassily as he continued rubbing his fingers violently on my throbbing c**t.