20. 900 PM

twenty

9:00 PM

Mask

S he’s so fucking obedient. She’ll do anything I tell her to because she wants me just as bad as I want her. It’s driving me absolutely wild. My cock is hard and ready to slam deep inside of her, but I haven’t even gotten to the fun part yet. I keep my eyes locked on hers beneath the mask. I know her well enough to know not to take my eyes off of her. From the bedside drawer, I pull out her toy, turn it on, and hand it to her.

“I want to watch you cum. Spread those legs open so I can watch.” I use the flat side of my blade to press her legs open. “That’s better. It’s just like all the other nights.” I use the knife to cut the bikini string on her lingerie. I hope she knows better than to defy me.

Her breathing is heavy as she dips her toy between her legs and drags it across her pussy. After a few passes, her clit glistens with cum while she watches me, waiting for my approval. It’s all so fucking sexy. I drag the handle of my knife against her supple skin, holding it dangerously by the blade without a care in the world. Her breathing is short and ragged. The hilt glides across her clit and down to drift inside of her. I fuck her with the handle of my knife until she comes, soaking my hand. It’s more than I can take. I pull the handle out of her soaking wet pussy.

“Play with yourself again,” I demand, folding the knife closed, setting it on the edge of the bed and dropping my pants to the floor. I step out of them. My hand finds my cock and I slather my dick with her cum. I’m stroking myself while I watch her, imagining the feel of her pussy clenching around me, pulsing as she soaks every inch of my dick.

“My poor little slut, do you need my dick to fill you up?”

Her breath hitches as her legs tremble from the buzzing sensation of the silicone against her sensitive pussy. She may not say it, but I know my masterpiece wants to feel this enormous cock inside her.

“Use your words and answer me, little whore. Do you want my cock inside of you, filling you up inch by fucking inch, stretching that tight little pussy of yours out?” I growl.

She still doesn’t answer me.

“Answer me, damn it,” I snarl, annoyed by her silence.

“Yes,” she whispers.

“I can’t hear you,” I snap.

“Yes,” she says louder, looking away from me.

I’m straddling her in an instant, grabbing her by the chin. “Eyes on mine. Yes, what?” I seethe, my masked face inches from her lips.

I release my cock and grab her by the hair. I said, “Yes, what, little slut?”

“Yes, Mask Daddy,” she sulks.

“That’s my girl,” I praise her. “And good girls get rewarded.” I reach between her legs, pumping my fingers in and out of her pussy until she’s clenching around me. “Cum for me, Masterpiece. Such a naughty little whore.”

I sit back on my knees, admiring her. I’ve been waiting weeks for this. She’s panting. Her body no longer responds in fear, instead it craves me. It calls to me, begging me to ravish her. But first I want to feel her lips on my cock, sucking me like the filthy little whore she is. I crawl beside her, tracing my fingertips up the slopes of her breasts and swirl them around her hard nipple.

“You’re going to suck my dick before I fuck you. We are going to play by my rules. Do you understand?” I ask.

“What are your rules?”

“You bite me and your man doesn’t survive the night.”

Tears well in her eyes, and she nods her head in agreement.

“I can’t hear you, Amanda. What do you say?”

“Yes, Mask Daddy.” She glares at me.

I grip the base of my cock, dangling it in front of her face, but she doesn’t make a move. “Open your mouth,” I say, slipping the blade against her throat when she decides to be defiant.

Her pretty lips open wide and swallow my cock. I’m thrusting into her throat as my fingers work her into another release. She feels so fucking good, the way she explodes all over me. I fuck her mouth harder and growl, “Swallow my cum, Masterpiece. That’s my girl.”

When she does, I moan, then hook her by the leg and flip her over in a sexy maneuver. “You’re going to take this big dick now, little slut. You’re going to take it until you can’t cum anymore.” I grab her by the hair and shove her face into the pillow.

I position myself behind her and slide inside. Her core is slick and hot. I have no issues pushing deeper and deeper inside of her until I feel her enveloping me. She feels so fucking amazing. It’s everything I’ve been thinking about. My cock grows at least another inch inside her as I pull out just a little, then slam inside that tight, wet pussy. She drenches me uncontrollably and cums hard. It makes me moan. I fuck her hard like this while gripping her by the hair and shoving her face into the pillows. She can’t help it the way she screams for me.

“I want to hear you beg for me, Amanda.”

“Please,” she whimpers.

She’s got me so close to a release as I pound into her, unrelenting. I drag my blade down her back, applying just enough pressure to break the surface of her skin. She hisses as the blood dibbles to the surface.

“Sunflower,” she gasps. “I get it. The metaphors, the subtle hints, the nickname. We need a safe word.”

Ignoring her, I reach down to stroke her swollen clit. “There are no safe words, Sunflower.”

I drag my hand down her back, smearing the blood, then rub it across her pussy. Her clit is so fucking hard. It sends her over the edge. At last she’s thrusting against me, fucking me back while she chases her release.

I rasp in her ear. “That’s my girl. That’s my good little slut. She just needed to be filled, didn’t she? Be a good girl and cum on me, Amanda? I want to feel you squeezing around my big dick. It’s so fucking hard for you. All from watching you play with yourself. All for you, my little masterpiece.”

She throws her head back moaning and I pull her hair tighter.

“Fuck me harder, little slut. That’s it, there’s the orgasm you’ve been so naughty for,” I groan. She slips rhythmically on and off of my cock, bringing me closer to my release. I explode into her and shudder as my cum fills her so full it’s leaking back out.

She trembles as she orgasms coming with me. She did everything I told her to, hoping I would allow her to live. It’s time for the big reveal and I think she might be disappointed. It’s too late now not to go through with it. I’ve spent the last thirty-one days making sure this moment is perfect. I pull my dick from her, leaving her laying face down. She rolls over onto her back and takes advantage of my moment of weakness. As I bend down to pick up my sweatpants, she reaches for my mask.

Her fingers hook beneath it, sliding it in slow motion over my chin, then my lips. She lifts it past my nose and then rips it from my face completely. To her surprise, I don’t pull away, or try to prevent her from figuring out my identity. The mask falls from my face in one fluid motion.

Amanda gasps in surprise as she stares back at me. A devious smile spreads from ear to ear across my face.

“What the fuck?” She says angrily, her body shaking with rage. “It’s you!”

She looks at me confused, then fires off questions in a rapid succession. “Is this why you’ve been working late? Is this why you didn’t answer when I texted you?”

“Guity,” I reply with a grin.

She points to the healed piercing just below the head of my dick. “Is this why we haven’t had sex in weeks?”

“Happy Halloween, Amanda,” I rasp, leaning in to kiss her cheek. “I wanted to surprise you by playing out one of your dirty book scenes. I picked up one of your copies a few weeks ago for research and decided I could recreate it.”

Blown away by my thoughtfulness, she smiles. “I’m speechless. I can’t believe you did this for me.”

“I felt bad for chickening out, but that’s not the only reason.” I confess.

“Were you following me around too?” She asks.

“Guilty,” I answer, leaning over to kiss her on the forehead. “Didn’t you know it was me?” I ask, raising a brow.

“That’s so fucking hot,” she moans, reaching for me to wrap her arms around my neck.

I lean into her embrace, climbing on top of her, pressing us back into our pillows, and kiss her lightly.

When I pull away. A serious look adorns her face, like she’s offended I left her.

“There’s one more thing,” I whisper. “I wanted this to be perfect for you.”

Sliding off of her and over to my side of the bed. I reach into my bedside table and retrieve a small black box. Sitting on one knee, I hand the box to Amanda. She has fresh tears running down her face.

“Amanda, will you please quit your job and marry me?” I ask.

“You did all this just to propose to me? You pierced your dick? You read my books? You stalked me?” She shakes her head in disbelief.

“All for you my, love—“

“Masterpiece.” She corrects me.

“All for you, Masterpiece.” I say.

She smiles, wiping her tears from her cheeks. “Yes!” She squeals, snuggling into me. “How could I say no to a man who will do literally anything for me?”

I shrug my shoulders. “Do you want me to put it on for you?”

She nods, handing me the box back. I slip the sparkling ring from the box before kissing her hand lightly and slide it on to her finger. “I love you, Amanda.”

THE END