Fifty Shades of Fairy Tales Omnibus

Fifty Shades of Fairy Tales Omnibus by Leigh Foxlee Roxxy Meyer Read Free Book Online

Book: Fifty Shades of Fairy Tales Omnibus by Leigh Foxlee Roxxy Meyer Read Free Book Online
Authors: Leigh Foxlee Roxxy Meyer
felt like hours. Then the sex toy re-entered me, this time probing my sex with its slick touch.
    “ I bet you want to come so bad,” he taunted as he fucked me. “I bet it’s sheer hell holding back.”
    I couldn’t help myself. I whispered, “Bastard,” and tried to stave off the intense orgasm building inside of me.
    But I couldn’t stop it. I had poor self control, and the first climax broke and showered pleasure all through me. I screamed and writhed, pressing my cheek hard into the couch as I felt myself ejaculate. Juices dribbled down my inner thigh as I tried to gather my breath.
    “ Can’t behave yourself, can you?” Butch clucked and took away my erotic enjoyment once again, much to my chagrin. Guess we’ll have to give you a time out.”
    I heard his heels clicking on the tiles, moving away from me. I looked over my shoulder and asked, trying to sound coquettish, “You’re going to just leave me here?”
    He gave me a saucy wink. “I’m giving you some time to think about your actions.”
    I struggled in my bonds at first, but when he waggled a finger at me and threatened to leave me bound and naked all day, I laid still and waited for my time out to end. I plotted future revenge as I did so, even if I deserved this for that time I put gum in Butch’s hair. Just after he’d grown it to the length he wanted, too, and he had to chop it all off. I wondered if he remembered things like that while he paddled my ass. Karma had a funny way of biting me in the butt when I least expected it. Well, spanking me at least.
    ***
    Three months passed by quickly. Over that time, I washed dishes while Butch performed stellar oral sex on me, and tortured me with a new array of sex toys. A few cups and plates were smashed that day. It’s hard to hold on to a saucer and stave off an orgasm, let me tell you.
    I polished silver and vacuumed the great room with a vibrator up both holes. When I bent to vacuumed under the couch, the dildo hit my g-spot just right, and I came as the Hoover swallowed dust bunnies. That earned me a wonderful spanking.
    And so it went, and then the session grew … tender. Butch offered to bathe me one day. The spontaneous proposition struck me as odd at first, but when I looked into his eyes I saw only kindness there. He seemed to feel bad for all the games and frustration he’d heaped on me. Not that I minded, to be honest. The outcomes were always satisfying and filled with multiple orgasms, so who could complain?
    “ I put a deposit on a place in Richmond,” I told him as he urged my legs apart and slid the soap up my thigh.
    His hand stopped. He pinned me with a hurt-filled gaze that surprised me. “You’re leaving?”
    I blurted laughter, not meaning to, and his hurt became anger. So I tried to choose my words carefully. “Well … our three months are up. I have the money I need saved.” I’d only worked weekends as Butch’s sex maid, since I had my job in the city.
    His hand fell from my thigh and plopped into the water that was piled high with fragrant bubbles. “So the contract’s done and you’re gone, just like a good businesswoman would do.” He shook his head and stood up, leaving me behind in the cooling water.
    After the shock over his reaction left me, I pulled a thick, fluffy towel from the silver rack and followed him.
    I found him in his massive bedroom, sitting in the center of his king-sized oval bed. I grabbed a purple silk pillow from atop the sheet and sat on the end.
    “ You’re upset I’m leaving?” When he didn’t look at me, didn’t speak, I tried a joke, “Disappointed you can’t torment me anymore?”
    The joke earned me a glare that could wilt flowers. “Not upset in the least.” He shrugged, gave a cruel smile. I’ll be glad to get rid of my former bully. Oh, and tell Corey I said he’s welcome to you.”
    That kicked me in the heart like a donkey hoof. And, it was at that moment, I realized I loved him. No matter how stupid, how crazy,

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