Punished Into Submission by Holly Carter Page B

fingers linger for a moment before he removes them.
    “You’re so wet,” Hunter states, bringing his fingers to his lips. I watch as he licks them, his eyes never leaving mine. “You taste so good.”
    “You want the recipe?”
    “Not when I can have it anytime I like.”
    “Ha, only for the next thirty days.” I smile, than stop as Hunter’s fingers recommence their attack, despite the small vibrator hitting my nerves already.
    “You may like submitting to me that much that you’ll come back for more.”
    I laugh out loud and earn myself a swift slap on the thigh. I bit my lip stopping the continued laughter and enjoy the sensations starting to form. I open my legs wider when Hunter taps my feet with his. With my feet and hands secured tightly, I wasn’t going anywhere. Hunter watched me from his chair, with nothing but pure hunger in his eyes. It was hot, exciting and made me slightly afraid. I watched as he slowly stood and began undressing.
    “Greed,” Hunter states, unbuttoning his pants. “Excessive or rapacious desire, especially for ones possessions.”
    I swallowed hard, and briefly closed my eyes to try gaining some kind of composure. I couldn’t get sucked into this. I needed to be rewarded, and I wanted that promise of his cock. When my eyes open again, Hunter was unzipping his pants slowly. Fuck, I knew there was nothing underneath those...today is going to be long and painful. I just see it now.

Chapter Seven
    T rying to look away was hard; I wanted to see that hard cock that was so deliciously sweet this morning again. But I knew the moment it made an appearance; I would be drooling like a bitch on heat. His fingers stop working and I try pulling my gaze away from crotch, I really try but fail. Temptation takes over and I’m staring, waiting, wanting the material to fuck off so I can see that hard rock once again. My eyes meet his briefly before stalking his magic centre again. His fingers grip the band and disappear to the world I want to be in. I growl.
    “Are you jealous?” Hunter’s tone is playful.
    “No, I’m worried for the safety of my eyes actually. It’s mortifying, seeing someone like you having to play with yourself.” I laugh a little then stop when Hunter’s hands make an appearance.
    The way his lips formed a grin, sent shivers through me. I was going fucking soft. I straightened my stance and swiftly pulled my shit together, composing myself to take what was coming. The vibrations from the bullet hit the sensitive nerves and I breathe through it, trying to hide how much it’s affecting me. I’m Kat, and I’m fierce, I’m not some soft and gooey women who falls for wanna be rockers. I’m the one that’s feared. I’m the one that brings men and women to their knees. I’m the one that wants to be standing where he is, having him bound for my entertainment.
    “Whatever you’re thinking, Kat. Stop.” Hunter’s smile fades and seriousness lines his face. “You’re in my territory now, and the only way you’re getting out of it, is on your hands and knees with the words Master on those porcelain lips of yours.”
    “One day you will be in my territory, and when you are... Mistress will be the words coming out of your mouth.” I smile sweetly when I speak.
    Hunter just smiles that wicked, wild grin. The one, that sends tiny shivers down my spine and back up again.
    “What’s greed?” he prompts as those tiny shivers start to make their way back up my spine for the second time.
    “What?”
    “Greed is?” Hunter prompts by waving his hand in front of him.
    He wants me to repeat what he said about greed. I wonder if this is when I tell him I can’t remember a fucking word he said. Subconsciously I remember the thoughts that went through my head as he spoke those words, but I just couldn’t put my fingers on every, single, word. I rack my brain for the explanation, a few key words to start things off, but as the thoughts come to me, the vibrations throughout