Mabel Shot Part 2

" This is how you should always leave your body for me, little bird. — A warm breath on my pussy never seemed like such a terrible torture as the one he's doing now. — It belongs only to me and will always be ready to receive me, warm and wet, like your pussy is now.
He goes back to kissing my skin and slides his mouth over my hip, moving up slowly. His finger fucks me lazily, playing leisurely with my pussy, exciting me even more.
" Yes... — I murmur in response between the moans and sighs that come out of my mouth.
The hand that was holding my thigh circles my neck, with his fingers levering my torso upwards with just one pull. He leaves me sitting, breathing quickly, staring at me. The fingers in my pussy withdraw and go to my hip, dragging my ass to the edge of the table, leaving my legs hanging. Czar moves away from the table and goes close to his wall. He picks up a large iron bar and a box of condoms from the counter. I feel my chest heaving as I try to focus my mind on what’s coming next. He sets the box of condoms down beside me and walks over to where I was hanging, grabbing the iron ring that’s on the chains. He passes the iron bar through the middle of it and takes a deep breath, turning his face toward me, staring at me as he turns back and walks toward me.
It’s kind of hard to control my gaze from staring at the large bulge in the center of his pants. The only time I’ve seen Nate naked was that weekend, after he beat me up and got naked in front of me. It was also the first time I saw the dick of the guy who’d been fucking me for three years. Mr. Czar doesn’t want me with my back turned, and now I don’t know if I should look at it or not. What if looking at it makes him mad at me, like Nate was when I looked at him? He follows my gaze and lowers his head, knowing I’m looking at his dick.
“Do you remember the code word to stop the game?” he asks as he stops in front of me, between my legs. — Because it's only by saying it that you can stop my cock from entering your pussy now.
" I haven't forgotten the word. — I blink quickly and look away from his cock to his face.
" I told you the rule, you can say it if you're scared. — I hear his breathing get heavier as he sucks air through his mouth.
" I'm not scared, sir. — I bite my lip and look away from his, lowering my eyes to the handcuffs on my wrists, my hands resting on my legs.
" Your eyes tell me something else, Mabel! — I only hear the sound of the bar with the ring being placed next to my body, before he returns to hold my throat in his fingers, not brutally, but using enough force so that I don't take my eyes off his. — What's scaring you?
I breathe faster and feel his breath touch my face as his body slowly leans forward, his gaze running over my face.
" I told you that you would be an open book to me, you can't hide your thoughts from me, little bird. — His voice is like steel when he speaks, and his eyes look into mine. — Tell me what's alarming you.
" You didn't want me with my back turned — I say, quietly, and my eyes stop on his mouth, watching it slowly crush.
I feel a strong urge to touch them with mine. What punishment would he give me if I kissed him? What flavor must his kiss have? In this game that I accepted, is kissing allowed? I should have asked about that. I feel agitated, unable to control my thoughts, which are infesting my mind with the simple fact of looking at his mouth.
" You prefer me like this, facing me, with my eyes closed... — I run my tongue over my mouth and look at him again, being crushed by all the masculinity that this man exudes. — Do you mind if I prefer to keep them open, sir?
A brief look of confusion takes over his face as he blinks rapidly, narrowing his gaze, giving a sexy arch to his left eyebrow. I feel his fingers feel my thigh, run along the inside, slowly rising until they stop in front of my pussy, scraping the tips of his fingers over it. The air in my mouth becomes less easy to suck, with the suffocating sensation that his grip causes in my throat.
"If I wanted them closed, I would have used a blindfold." He brings his face even closer to mine, keeping the pressure of his fingers on my throat. A millimeter, maybe less than that, and the distance would only allow my tongue to stick out and touch his lips. "Why did you ask me that, birdie?"
There should be some protection in my brain against his treacherous voice. It shamelessly plays with me, becoming hoarse, low and sexy, wreaking havoc on my brain, turning it off and letting me act like a ventriloquist's doll that reacts to his every gesture. He breathes harder and comes closer, putting his finger inside my pussy and using his ring finger to ssage my swollen clitoris, which craves other orgasms, as if it hadn't just experienced a huge rush of oxytocin[42] seconds ago.
" What makes you think I won't want to see those big black eyes focused on me, when my cock sinks inside that hot pussy, birdie? — I moan, low, with the bite he gives my chin, sinking his finger even deeper inside me and withdrawing it little by little.
" I don't know... — I let out a sob of pleasure, wanting him to move his finger inside me again.
" Answer my question, Mabel. — His finger definitively leaves my vagina and holds his hand behind my head.
I keep my face close to his, immobilizing his fingers compressed in my throat, and the others stubby in my hair. His brown eyes are shining like fire, burning me every second he looks at me, waiting for his answer. — When I was touched by... — My mouth closes automatically
and I tremble, feeling the pit of my stomach tighten with disgust, just at the fact that I come close to saying Nate's name out loud. — He wouldn't let me look, sir.
Czar remains serious and closes his mouth, squeezing my hair tighter, breathing heavily.
" You're telling me that every time he fucked you consensually...
" He asked me to close my eyes or lie on my back, Mr. Gregovivk. — I feel relief in my sore neck and the air rushing back into my lungs, when he releases my throat and takes a step back.