SOLD TO THE HIGHEST BIDDER by Sam Crescent Read Free Book Online

Nothing but torment.
    You were the one
who reached climax last night without permission.
    She folded her arms
over her chest and grumbled.
    Jason returned with
their plates full of food. He placed one in front of her. She noticed
he steered away from the cooked food and for that she was thankful.
Her stomach couldn’t handle bacon and eggs after half a can of
cream.
    Emily dropped the
piece of mango she held as he turned on the egg inside her to
vibrate. Biting her lip, she tried without success to stifle the
moan. The couple a few tables down smiled at them.
    “ Will you stop
that?” she asked.
    He turned the egg
back on. Her hands gripped the table as her orgasm neared.
    The bastard turned
it off.
    “ I told you
there would be no orgasm for you until I deemed you suitably
punished.”
    Heat filled her
cheeks at his words.
    “ You’re
going to punish me all day?”
    “ I don’t
know. It all depends on if you’re nice to me.”
    She laughed even
though she didn’t find him amusing.
    “ Will you not
turn it on while I drink?” she asked.
    He shrugged.
    Taking a deep breath
she slowly lifted the glass filled with juice. She brought the glass
to her lips and took a sip. The egg didn’t go off.
    “ I wouldn’t
embarrass you, Emily. I’m insulted that you’d even think
that.”
    She lowered the
glass. “I’m sorry, Sir. My nerves are a little fried.”
    Picking up her fork,
she pierced a piece of mango and placed the fruit into her mouth. It
was juicy and some moisture dripped down her chin.
    “ What do you
have planned for today?” she asked.
    “ I thought we
could take a walk around the island. We’ll not go far from the
resort. How does that sound?”
    “ Perfect.”
She smiled at him while grabbing a piece of fruit from her plate. The
sun beamed down on them as they ate breakfast. She watched Jason read
the paper and check emails on his cell before delving into his food.
He’d settled for a hearty breakfast. “Is everything all
right at the office?”
    She wiped her chin
with a napkin as more juice spilled down.
    “ Everything is
running smoothly. We’ll need to book a flight to the New York
office when we get back. I want to make sure the new manager is
settling in.”
    Emily nodded, made a
note of it in the back of her mind.
    She watched him eat
while sipping her orange juice. Emily made sure to keep the glass in
her hand so he wouldn’t be tempted to set the vibrating egg
off.
    When he’d
first suggested the egg she’d thought it would be an easy
punishment to deal with. Now, she realised it was harder than bending
over and taking thirty lashes from the cane.
    Jason took her plate
back to the kitchen. She sat back, staring up at the sun while she
waited. He collected her from their table then escorted her down to
the beach. She toed off the shoes she wore, moaning as her feet sank
into the dry sand. It felt brilliant against her naked feet.
    For a few moments
she relished the feel like a child did for the first time.
    “ It has been
too long since you went to the beach,” he said.
    “ I’ve
got a slave driver for a boss.” She opened her eyes and smiled
at him. Her love for Jason could no longer be ignored.
    ****
    Jason watched her
enjoyment and loved the experience she was having. He took her hand
in his, leading her past some of the couples, toward the ocean. Her
shoes dangled from her fingers. He fingered the button in his pocket.
The idea of torturing her with pleasure was tempting. He kept her at
the pinnacle of release without letting her orgasm. Her eyes would
widen with shock and need.
    Chuckling, he let
the button go. Emily would be embarrassed if she climaxed on the
beach in front of everyone.
    “ You’ve
got new ideas of torture ready, haven’t you?” she asked.
    “ Only the most
suitable punishment for an insolent sub, baby.” He kissed her
neck and continued walking with her toward the water’s edge.
    “ This feels
good,” she said, dipping her feet into the water.