Shades of Gray

eenslaved:

She catches her breath. Eyes fluttering shut. Pulse firing away.

The teasing, fondling caress at her breast becomes a firm squeeze. A command. He urges, “Keep reading.”

She opens her eyes again. Draws in a heavy breath. She has lost her place in the book but she finds it again and begins again where she left off.

“…I…At the grocery store, the vibrator turned on twice. The second time I was standing in line. I don’t think anyone noticed but I could hardly speak. The cashier, he was my age, and I wanted him to fuck me…”

He continues to palm her breast, enjoying the possession of what he owns, rubbing the heel of his hand against her nipple. His fingers drifts to her nipple and begins to pluck. Pinch. Play. And when she stops speaking….Punish.

Her breath is a sob in her throat when she starts talking reading again. 

“I knew I was wet and I didn’t care. I was so wet if the vibrator wasn’t locked inside me, it would have fallen out, I know it. It distracted me so much I had trouble paying…with the card and all…”

Her hand drifts down to her inner thighs. He permits it. He rolls her nipple between his fingers, a wordless command to continue.

“The cashier was impatient, and he corrected me. I was doing it wrong. And his little rebuke…it made me come. Right there in the store.”

“Without permission,” he pronounces quietly.

“Yes, sir.” The book is trembling in her fingers.

“Very well. Put aside your punishment journal, darling, and we’ll take care of that punishment right now.”

Well written…