I’d never been this vulnerable, so completely his. His finger–god, it’s a perfect finger, like some fucking pianist from hell–pressed tenderly into the fleshy underside of my breast and traced upward, jarringly slowly, up and through to my collarbone. Indian xxx His finger started moving again, tracing my jaw, and his hand closed around my neck. I’d never been this vulnerable, so completely his. He reached and snapped the chains the holding me and threw me with his other hand, his prize, onto the stone-lined bed. What vast resources had he burned, I knew, how many powerful men had he ripped through like it was nothing to put me here? The smell of sex wafted around our naked bodies and I heard a little whimper come out of my mouth. A weak gurgle made it through his grip. A weak gurgle made it through his grip. I wanted him to rip these shackles off and pin me down himself.
