When Luda got dressed, he squeezed her hand quite tightly, even slightly hurt, and led along the rows of cars. For some models, he stopped and spent a long time telling her about their characteristics and even the history of their acquisition. There was pride and complacency in his voice. Luda knew nothing about cars, and some words were an empty sound for her. In addition, because of the overwhelming emotions, she could not concentrate on what he was saying. In it fought fear and passion.

- You are not listening to me? - Sasha stood in front of her, his hands in his trouser pockets and pushing back the sides of his jacket. His whole appearance was the embodiment of power.

- I listened ... all this is very curious ..., - Luda was not sure that these words sounded convincing.

He touched her hair and cheek. Impatience and excitement plagued them both, but Sasha knew how to control himself, and Luda was all trembling and burning from nervous exhaustion.

“It seems I warned you about your behavior, and I don’t like being disobeyed,” he suddenly declared coldly.

“I haven't done anything like this,” Luda tried to justify herself.

- You are provoking me, and now you have lost the game. Let's go to.

Sasha's fingers closed on her arm and pulled back somewhere. She barely kept up with his confident strides, not really knowing what to decide or what it all meant. It seems he was angry about something, perhaps her distraction. Maybe you need to stop him and just explain? Only the power that attracted her seemed too unbridled and impetuous, so that she dared to give her a fight.

- Where are we going? - only she managed to ask.

“We have already arrived,” he snapped, stopping in front of a door and unlocking it with a key. Turning on the light, he pushed the girl inside. The room in which Luda found herself was a study, which strongly contrasted with the modern utilitarian finish of all other rooms: strictly verified majestic lines of classicism and expensive luxury ruled here. At the head of the massive table was a brown leather chair, more like a throne. A huge bouquet of fresh burgundy roses was fragrant on a heavy-weight dresser. The tall bookcase was half filled with gift editions of books, statuettes, expensive dishes that played a rather decorative role. The dark patterned parquet reflected the silhouettes of furniture in the sun. Despite the pale pistachio color of the wallpaper and curtains, the white, panel moldings on the walls and the huge chandelier, complemented by several wall lamps, the room still seemed dark and gloomy. However, Luda did not particularly have time to consider everything.

Again closing the door with a key, Sasha slowly turned around, dropping the key into his jacket pocket.

- I want you to undress ... completely ...

Luda looked around in agony. Her heart beat in her throat, and her legs gave way. It seems she really finished the game. But what did she do wrong? Confidence that she was ready now for anything, instantly disappeared somewhere. Maybe he is joking? Something does not seem at all ... But after all, everything should be done quite differently ...

“Undress if you don't want to be punished,” Sasha commanded coolly, noticing her hesitations.

She was torn between a rush to run away, scream, break out of this trap and a burning desire to obey without question. Sasha narrowed his eyes, gazed at her, and walked past her to his table. The girl involuntarily stepped aside and turned around, watching his every movement. Leaning down, the man opened one of the drawers and pulled out a small red box.

- Have you ... ever had anal sex? He asked coldly, removing the lid from the box and taking out a small object made of shiny silver metal, resembling a small egg on a stand, the upper end of which was slightly stretched and tapered. He turned the object in his hand, and Luda noticed a sparkling transparent crystal on the bottom of the “stand”. Without taking the frightened gaze from the hands of her tormentor, she silently shook her head as a sign of denial.

“If you don’t take your clothes off for half a minute, I’ll thrust it into your ass and bring it to the guests.” Believe me, I will try to make sure that you do not leave before the end of the festive evening and pull it out until I want it. I am sure we will have a good time.

“Why are you ..., -“ so with me? ”, - Luda wanted to exclaim in horror.

“The time has gone,” Sasha interrupted her, slightly twisting his mouth in a grin.

For a few seconds, Luda was in a stupor, then she tried to imagine whether she could run away from here or call for help, but then, suddenly having clearly measured her chances, she began to undress. Her hands were trembling, and when all things were already lying on the floor, she unbearably wanted to hide behind. Why did it ever occur to her to shave all the hair down there? Now, the feeling of her own helplessness overwhelmed her completely - as if she had again become a little defenseless girl who was in the grip of cruel and unpredictable adults who demanded from her unrealizable things.

“Good girl,” Sasha smiled sweetly, and from the soft notes in his warm voice of Luda, a chill slid across his back like an icy snake. - Come on.

He put the anal plug in the box on the table, and when she was there, pulled her to one hand around her waist, stroked her hair and began to gently kiss her quivering lips, slightly spreading their tongue and biting. Shivering beat her from the cold, and from fear, and Sasha was so warm and confident. She really wanted to please him, and his every touch drove her crazy, as if he knew exactly how to control all of her feelings, how to wake shamelessness in her, suppressed by strict upbringing and habit of self-control. Mad doses of adrenaline forced to bend your knees, tremble fingers, puff up puff soft all over the body. Here his hand slid down her flat tummy, fingers gently stroking the wet bud between the plump petals and slowly crawling up her body up, leaving a wet mark, until they touched the intense sensitive nipple, one, then the second. The other hand passed through her fingers her silky hair, slowly went down the neck and back to the buttocks and began to gently stroke and squeeze her elastic ass. The girl stood barefoot on tiptoe to reach his lips and instinctively clung to the bottom of the stomach to the hips of the man, feeling the indomitable power of his desire. However, under the armor of his steel muscles, the heart in his chest beat measuredly and calmly, showing no emotion or impatience. When the floor suddenly disappeared from under Luda's feet, she did not immediately realize that Sasha had picked her up in her arms, easily, like a china doll.

He threw it on the sofa, and for a while she watched, dumbfounded, as he took off his jacket, slowly loosened his tie, and undid the top buttons of his snow-white shirt. Then he took off the cufflinks and gently placed them on the dresser behind his back. How many times then did she have to watch this ritual of his with uncontrollable thrill and sexual rapture.

“I hope you understand that complete submission will relieve you of unpleasant sensations,” he stated, rolling up his snow-white sleeves and exposing his powerful dark-skinned hands covered with cobwebs of dark hair. - Kneel down and put your hands behind your back.

“I ... I am not sure that I want all this ... Please, no need ...,” suddenly Luda woke up again and tried to rise. Her voice broke, her tongue and lips were numb with fear and did not want to listen at all.

After standing a few seconds above her, the man slowly sank onto the sofa next to the girl, forcing her to lie down again, and gently stroked her lower sponge with his finger. Even in these innocent movements there was a threat coming from him.

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