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  “It’s not about being good,” he assured her. “This isn’t a new part of the punishment, Lily. The gag is part of the original penance. Remember what you agreed to do?”

  She nodded her head against the soft pillow, but her eyes were still as wide as saucers.

  “Tell me then,” he commanded. “Show me you were paying attention.”

  “To obey you,” she whispered, gazing up at him the way a rabbit might stare into the headlights of an approaching car. “And endure.”

  Lily nearly tripped over the final word, but somehow, she managed to push it out of her mouth.

  “Right,” he responded, acknowledging the hint of pride in his voice, and he was proud—she had been paying attention. “And your obedience and endurance begin now, little one. Open up that sweet mouth for me.”

  Allowing his thighs to take his weight, he dangled the black ball just beyond her lips, and watched with quiet satisfaction as her lips parted. Lily’s chest was rising and falling with speed as she stretched her mouth wide as he requested, and he could tell she was worried—scared even. Evidently, she didn’t like the idea of his gag, but that was tough. Humbling his little one was going to be part of this punishment, and that humiliation started now, with the plastic ball he was pushing gently between her lips. She moaned as he slid it into place, the noise making his already excited cock rock solid as he grabbed the leather straps attached to either side of the ball and eased them around the side of her face.

  “Head up,” he told her gently. “As much as you can, little lady.”

  With wide green eyes she obeyed, straining her neck to actually assist Ethan as he secured the buckle against the back of her dark hair. It wasn’t tight, but then, it didn’t need to be. Lily had never worn one before, and without the use of her hands she wouldn’t easily be ridding herself of the thing.

  “Now, you can relax,” he said soothingly as he knelt up over her middle.

  Ethan grazed his fingers across her chest as he took in the look of her now gagged and bound body, allowing his digits to pinch her nipples at his leisure. Lily yelped into the plastic at the sensation, the gag dulling out the noise in that way that always made his balls tighten.

  “Look at you,” he drawled as he retreated back down her body.

  Reaching the end of the bed, Ethan rose to his feet again, easing his trousers from his legs. His cock was swollen and eager, jutting out as if it, too, wanted to get a good view of the gagged and helpless girl he had tied to his bed in his parents’ old room.

  It was too fucking much.

  “Look what you’ve done,” he said with a smile; his hand skimming over the length of his shaft as he fisted it in front of her.

  Lily lifted her head again to watch him, and he heard the inhalation of a large breath through her nose before she collapsed back against the bedding.

  “And now for my breakfast,” he continued, crawling back between her thighs.

  Ethan retrieved the banana with a theatrical sigh, placing it back on her stomach where he wanted it. “If I have to keep doing this, I’m going to make you wear that gag for even longer,” he told her in an intentionally stern tone. “So, I suggest you try and keep still whilst I eat?”

  Lily nodded, watching him intently as he picked up the fruit and peeled it from its skin, biting a small piece off with his teeth.

  “Mmmm, tasty,” he purred. “But I know what would make it even better.”

  Her eyes flashed with concern as he slipped the fruit from his mouth, and leaned back over her chest. Resting on his left hand, Ethan placed one half of the banana at the end of her erect left nipple, before completing the look with a second piece of banana on the right side. It seemed the ends of her tits were so hard that the pieces of fruit stayed in place with no help at all, but with a grin, Ethan pressed the left one down against her bud for good measure.

  “Oh!” Lily grunted from behind the plastic, the sound making his cock leap.

  “Shhh,” he told her, pressing his free index finger against his lips. “I’m eating.”

  That was all the warning she got before his head lowered, and he wrapped his hot mouth against her nipple. Sucking on her teat for a moment longer than was needed to retrieve the piece of banana, Ethan made sure he added just enough suction to make her really feel it, and one quick glance to her face told him that his plan was indeed a success. There was a gasp, and her upper body rose from the bed, as though his lips were actually willing her flesh north. Ethan sucked the delicious fruit into his mouth, smiling as he swallowed it down. It was just as well he was holding the other piece in place, because apparently his little one had a few things to learn about keeping still.

  Never mind, he mused as he turned his attention to the fruit covered nipple under his fingers. She would learn in the end.

  They had all day, after all.

  Chapter Nine

  Lily

  Oh. God. The feeling of his mouth against her aching nipples was exquisite enough, but somehow, the fact he was choosing to actually eat banana from them was sending Lily into a complete spin. She knew it should be mortifying—it was bloody mortifying—he was treating her like some type of fruit bowl! Yet, somehow, Ethan made the whole act feel so damn erotic, as though he was worshipping her with his hot mouth and lips.

  He attacked her second breast with that very same mouth at that moment, sucking the remaining fruit between his lips, but only after his mouth lingered at her sensitive bud. Once again, Lily moaned out of instinct, the sound muffled as it hit the damn plastic ball in her mouth. Its odd resonance reminded her that Ethan had the temerity to actually gag her. Lily didn’t know why she was surprised. Ethan had the audacity to do a lot of things, some considerably bolder and more threatening than silencing the woman now tied to his bed, but nonetheless, the deed had stunned her. Lily hadn’t wanted it, and she’d only ceded because she understood this was part of her punishment, and so, on some level at least, she deserved it. At first, she’d despised the thing stuck between her teeth, just as she suspected she would. She hated the way her mouth was forced wide around the ball, and the way she could no longer actually speak to Ethan and articulate her needs and feelings. It was utterly infuriating, and the fact it seemed to please him so much made it even worse.

  But then something unexpected had started to happen when Ethan forced the fruit against her breasts. Lily had no idea why, but as he wrapped his lips around that first nipple and began to taunt her, the gag had become something of a friend. She’d wanted to call out, and indeed she had done so, but Lily knew, if she’d had the chance she would have already been begging him to stop. The forced ignominy of having him eat from her breasts was every inch as intense as the suction at her nipple, and Lily could hardly bear it. It was almost as humiliating as the gag itself, which now prevented her from vocalizing the complaint. Yet, having the plastic shoved inside her mouth had meant there was no choice—no option to plead—and as Ethan feasted at her breast, all she could do was throw her head back and do exactly as he’d instructed—

  Endure.

  “You are beautiful,” he murmured in a breathy tone that captured her attention at once, and her eyes flew to meet his lustful gaze. “Even more so now you’re all gagged and bound for me.”

  Lily blinked up at him. He was so big and strong, with the devil in his eyes and Ethan was absolutely right—she was gagged and bound—and completely under his control.

  All his.

  “I’m coming back to those wonderful tits later, little one,” he informed her as he lowered his face again to blow gently against her damp flesh.

  Lily inhaled at the sensation, her eyes fluttering closed as her nipples hardened painfully once more while the hedonism washed over her.

  “But for now, Lily, I need something even more substantial.”

  She blinked her eyes open just in time to see his descent past the remaining banana still at her midriff, and down between her legs. The look of him there was the epitome of debauchery
, and the last time she caught sight of those deep blue eyes was just before he darted down toward her sex. She was caught quite literally in his web, like a fly who’d wandered blindly into a spider’s trap, except Lily hadn’t been blind, had she? She had known who Ethan was, and what he did, before she came here.

  One large hand reached up to her belly, drawing some circles at her hip before it finally grasped the waiting banana. Lily pulled futilely against the ropes at her wrists. She wasn’t sure why exactly, but somehow, she had the feeling that whatever was coming next would be an even bigger trial. She watched as the fruit disappeared between her thighs, eyeing Ethan, who was now propped up on his elbows as he peeled the rest of the fruit from its skin.

  “I do like a banana,” he mused, raising his gaze to catch her no doubt wide-eyed expression. “But somehow, it’s always been a little dull for my tastes. What I need is some way to spice the flavor up a bit…”

  Ethan paused, once again fixing Lily with the full weight of his knowing gaze. “And I think you can help me with that, Lily.”

  He threw a salacious wink, and in that moment, his whole terrible plan became clear to her. Oh fuck, she panted around the ball gag. He was going to use her to spice it up somehow, Lily just knew it. She pulled hard against the ropes, straining her neck as much as she could to implore him to stop with everything she had, but Ethan just shook his head at her with a smile.

  “Settle down,” he said mockingly. “You know the score, little one. You’re being punished however I see fit, and part of that punishment is helping me enjoy my breakfast. You want to make it up to me for locking me in that cellar now, don’t you, Lily?”

  A tiny whimper escaped her lips, the noise sounding strangled around the plastic which filled her mouth. He had her there, didn’t he, because she did want to make it up to him—but this? Was Ethan crazy?

  Evidently, a tiny voice in her head answered. He has confessed to killing God knows how many other women, hasn’t he, Lily? And how have you reacted since? By ceding to his every whimsical request. By coming back here with him, by agreeing to this?

  The voice sounded disgusted at her behavior, and as her head fell back against the bed covers, Lily began to wonder if that voice wasn’t right. What had she been thinking, allowing him to tie her up like this? Now, she was truly powerless to prevent him from doing whatever he liked. He could hurt and degrade her in any number of awful ways, and what was she going to do about it? Sure, she could potentially try and kick him away, but then what? Ethan was the only one here, and the only one who knew she was here. Without him, she was fucked anyway.

  Lily.

  She heard her name, although her brain knew she hadn’t done so with her ears, and instinctively, she raised her head again, feeling the strain in her neck as her gaze met Ethan’s.

  Stop.

  He conveyed the message with his eyes, though his lips never moved.

  She gasped around the gag, wishing she could tell him that she couldn’t. She just couldn’t stop. How could she?

  Yes, you can, his voice insisted from inside her own head. Stop lying there pretending you’re the victim here, little lady. You are not the victim.

  The sound of his voice paused as he pressed a kiss into the crease where her pussy met her thigh. The caress sent a wave of hot sensation rushing through Lily’s body.

  You’re here to be punished, the voice reminded her. So, remember the rules.

  Lily blinked down at his face.

  What are they? His voice was insistent.

  But, I can’t, Lily thought. I can’t answer with this bloody plastic shoved in my mouth.

  The sound of Ethan’s laughter filled the air around them, his breath tickling the hair at her sex as he apparently amused himself at her expense.

  Yes, you can! You don’t need your mouth to talk to me, little one.

  She inhaled around the gag, allowing her neck to relax again as she tried to take in what he was telling her. It was difficult to stay focused when Ethan was poised so salaciously between her legs, with God only knew what errant intention in his mind.

  Oh God! It was all she could think.

  Lily. The tone of his voice had darkened; enough to make her breathing quicken again. The rules, please?

  To obey you, she thought, concentrating on the idea as she tried to convey it in her head. Lily still had little understanding of how on earth these exchanges could even take place, let alone how they worked. And to endure for you.

  Better, and his voice sounded encouraging. So, what are you going to do while I eat, little Lily? What will you focus on?

  Lily blinked up at the paint on the ceiling. It had obviously once been white, but had faded quite considerably to the off cream color that now met her eyes.

  Just like you, Lily, snorted the other voice from inside her mind. Once so pure, and now look at you!

  “Lily!”

  Ethan had spoken that time, and the sound reverberated around her, making her body leap from the bedding.

  On you, she answered in her mind. Lily squeezed her eyes shut as she responded. Somehow, it seemed easier to focus on the reply if she blocked out all other extraneous factors. On obeying you and enduring for you, sir.

  That seemed to content him, and the soft caress of his lips against her inside thigh made Lily startle from her self-imposed stupor.

  “That’s right,” he told her in a hushed tone between kisses. “Just remember that.”

  Lily moaned against the gag, reveling for the first time in just how good it seemed now to be under his control. She thought she would hate not being able to vocalize her concerns, but Ethan had reminded her that she actually could still communicate with him, and somehow, the feeling of her lips stretching around the plastic was actually making her even more horny. It was incredible to admit, but as Lily tried to process the sensation of his lips as they brushed her needy sex, she knew it was true. The gag was actually doing something positive for her—it was turning her on.

  “Mmmm,” he called out from between her legs, and she looked down again to see him chewing on a new piece of the fruit. “Just as I suspected. It’s rather under ripe, and frankly, boring without you, Lily.”

  She blinked at him. Instinctively, she wanted to bite her lip at his words, but the plastic ball hoisting her lips apart made that impossible now. Lily watched as Ethan turned the banana around, and began to rub it gently along her moist seam.

  Oh fuck! Was he really doing that? Was he actually pleasuring her with the banana?

  “Language, Lily,” he chastised her with a soft chuckle. “And yes, little one. Yes, I am.”

  “Oh!” Lily groaned into the plastic.

  Who knew how good fruit could feel against your clitoris? She certainly hadn’t until this moment.

  “Good, huh?” he teased. “How about this then, naughty girl?”

  Quick as a flash, the angle of the fruit shifted, and before Lily could even register the change, it was at her entrance, pushing past her wet folds and inside her pussy.

  “No!” she screeched, squirming hard against the bondage that was keeping the top half of her body exactly where Ethan wanted it.

  “Settle down,” he reminded her. “If you break a piece off, then how am I ever going to retrieve it, Lily?”

  She sensed the question was supposed to be amusing, but it made her pause immediately, because once again, he was right. The last thing she wanted was a piece of it stuck inside.

  Ethan! she was screaming his name inside her head, and his gaze flitted north to acknowledge her.

  “Rules, Lily.”

  Only two words, but those, coupled with the tone of his voice were enough to make some of the tension in her thighs dissolve, and somehow, she forced her legs open again, allowing Ethan the space he wanted to play.

  “Better,” he whispered, and to her shame Lily could feel the banana edge deeper inside her, before it slowly retreated.

  “Fabulous,” he drawled as he fucked her with the fruit a
gain. “As if you weren’t already sweet enough, little one. Now you’re going to be banana-flavored, as well.”

  He laughed at his own quip, and Lily lay back against the sheets, the humiliation just too much to bear as the banana slipped back inside her.

  Chapter Ten

  Ethan

  Whoever had said fruit was good for you was absolutely right, and as he watched the end of the banana slip into Lily’s tight little cunt for the sixth and seventh times, Ethan wanted to growl with delight. It was almost worth having been locked in the cellar yesterday; all the angst as he broke his way out, and all the work he’d have to achieve to tidy and replace the door—just for this—this moment where he could bind, gag and torment his little angel with the tip of his breakfast.

  Her mind was still full of complaints for the intrusion, but Ethan just smiled at them. Lily forgot that it wasn’t only her mind he had access to, but her body as well, and although he could sense the tension in her hips as she tried, unsuccessfully, to keep them in place for the fruit, he could also see the way her nipples had hardened to small points again, and how rapidly her breaths were coming in and out of her flared nostrils. Lily was loving being fucked by the banana—however much she wanted to protest the point.

  “Lily, you are so fucking fabulous,” he praised, unable to control himself as he withdrew the end of the fruit from her pussy again.

  Her knees splayed for him, and in what he assumed was an unthinking gesture, Lily pushed her hips up toward him. He eyed her pink, swollen flesh hungrily. Fuck, he wanted to go down on her right at that moment, and see how fantastic she tasted now that she’d been invaded by his healthy breakfast, but he couldn’t—not yet. First, Ethan needed to torture her just a little bit more. Holding the banana in his hand, he lifted it aloft, so Lily was able to eye it from her place bound to the bed.