Raul steps back so I can lie on the ottoman with my head hanging off. When he moves closer, I notice that his cock is also massive and pierced. I open my mouth, and he slowly pushes the full length of his cock down my throat. I start struggling to breathe, and it makes panic rise.
“Relax and try to swallow,” Raul says. I try over and over, but realize it was just a distraction so I could breathe without panicking. “Good girl. Let’s see how well you suck when you come for me.”
Raul leans over my body and swirls his tongue around my clit, and I groan as I move my hands to the backs of his thighs. As he starts to fuck my mouth, he lightly sucks on me. When I suck, so does he. The more I give, the more I get. Soon, I am sucking him hard, and he is fucking my mouth fast and deep. Raul is sucking and biting my clit, making orgasms roll out of me with ease. This man has me whimpering around his cock as my body shakes. Hestill hasn’t come yet, but I can’t stop coming. It goes on and on until he finally explodes down my throat. I suck every fucking drop out of him as a final orgasm rips through me. When he pulls out of my mouth, he helps me lie more comfortably before sitting beside me to gently stroke my hair.
“Talk to me for a second,” he says softly. I open my eyes, and he smiles. “What he did was shitty, and I will tell him that myself. I don’t know what triggered you, but you need to talk to him.”
“He got my food for me,” I say quietly.
“And you didn’t like that?”
“Dad had me on a strict diet until I was out of the house and at college. He still tries to control everything I eat because, in his eyes, I am too fat to be worthy of anyone’s affection,” I explain quietly.
“Take some time to really consider everything that has happened, and then talk to him when it's just the two of you,” he says.
“Maybe,” I say.
“You and I both know you can’t keep up this act for long,” Raul says with a smile. “Break out of it in private with him so he isn’t forced to punish you publicly again when you inevitably blow up.”
We take lunch, and I sit in silence the entire time. This time, Adrian doesn’t pick my food, but I intentionally get the same thing as he does. I eat about half before excusing myself to the restroom just in time to throw up again. I don’t know why this happens every time I think about how my parents view my body, but it is consistent when I do.
When lunch is over, we start a lesson on anatomy and all of the different parts of the human genitalia. I listen and remain blindly obedient. When class is over, the women are sent down to socialize in the common area. Instead of socializing, I sit alone in a chair by Adrian’s room. I don’t feel like talking to anyone. Fiona comes over occasionally but respects that I just need to be alone. As soon as Adrian gets in, he sighs and comes over to me. “What are you doing?” he asks.
“Sitting, Master,” I say. “Have I upset you?”
“No, Alania. Come in here, please.”
“Yes, Master,” I say as I stand and wait for him to unlock the door. When we walk in, I move to the center of the room and go to my knees.
“Jesus, Little Dove. This feels like a punishment,” Adrian says as he locks the door and walks over to me.
“Submissives do not punish their masters,” I say. “Submissives are meant to serve and obey. How may I serve you, Master? I learned a lot from Master Raul. I could suck your cock for you?”
“Alright, now I know you are punishing me. Stand up, please,” he says, offering me his hand.
“I apologize if I do not please you, Master. I only wish to learn how to be obedient enough for…” I start to say as I stand, but I stop talking when Adrian goes down to his knees and takes my hands.
“Alania, I’m sorry. I know better than to act on anger rather than trying to find the source of the trigger,” Adrian says, pulling me closer to him. “This led to me putting you in a position to not only be forced to know I was taking another woman after you showed a clear dislike for the thought of that last night, but also forced you to endure Fredrico’s abusive behavior. It was childish of me, and I am deeply apologetic.”
“I… am at a loss for words right now,” I admit.
“Please… Please stop using blind obedience to be a brat,” he asks, almost begging. “I know I hurt you, and I am in no position to ask anything of you when I lost your trust and respect, but I will happily let you whip me in front of God and everyone for you to stop with the passive-aggressive act.”
“I knew it was hurting you,” I admit. “I could see it in your eyes that I was hurting you, and I kept going.”
“We both made poor choices, but we are learning,” he says, pulling me down to kneel with him. “I was the one who was the catalyst in this situation, so I take full responsibility for the outcome.”
“I think Raul intentionally ate me out to fuck with you,” I say.
“I know he did, the little bastard,” he says, and I can’t help but laugh. “There’s my girl. Are we okay now?”
“Yes. I’m sorry for being a petty bitch,” I say.
“It’s okay,” Adrian says as he pulls me to his chest and hugs me. “I’ve never wanted to choke someone out and fuck them thoughtless all at once.”
“I bet Raul could teach me about…” I go to say, but giggle when he smacks my ass.
“For the record," he says, grabbing my ass and squeezing. “You are goddamn perfect, and I adore every inch of your body. You deserve autonomy over your food, so I will not choose your food again unless the situation calls for it, but I will give advanced warning.”
