Chapter 349-My Perfect Kinky World

Gigi:

To be honest, I was on a completely different path.

I had never imagined myself living like this.

To everyone else, it would have been humiliating. To me, there was something kinky about it.

And I was enjoying it.

Away from everyone, all the gossip, all the drama.

I already knew that after everything that had happened with Oliver, I was supposed to answer to so many people. So this felt like a much-needed escape.

I couldn’t avoid it forever, but it wasn’t as though staying behind would have changed anything. Ragnar and everyone else had made it pretty clear that there wasn’t much I could do for Oliver.

So it was better to stay away from everyone for a while.

I knew my parents would be worried, but sometimes you had to leave so people would realize they could lose you at any moment.

As for Rocky and me, that was a completely different kind of crazy.

I had never imagined myself staying with anyone for this long. Of course, everyone made mistakes, and I had made plenty of them, but never to this extent.

Rocky was starting to feel almost permanent.

It had been ten days, and we had been together the entire time.

At the same time, he was still busy with Diana. Every night, he would come back and tell me about her.

The more he talked about Diana, the more self-conscious he seemed, almost as though he were falling for her.

And even though it wasn’t supposed to bother me, it was starting to.

I was suspended from chains hanging from the ceiling, my eyes open but a ball gag secured tightly in my mouth. My hands were bound behind my body with tight rope, with more rope wrapped around my breasts.

Both of my legs were suspended far apart, leaving my pussy completely exposed while Rocky stood between them and fucked me.

I couldn’t even moan properly anymore because the gag kept my mouth shut.

"You know, if you weren’t restrained right now, I’d fuck you in front of everyone. I’d fuck you in front of all your friends."

Listening to him filled my mind with filthy thoughts. His desires were exactly the kind I wanted from him.

"And when you started giving me attitude, I’d grab you by the hair, make you kneel in front of everyone, and put my cock in your mouth," he continued.

Then he pulled his cock out of me and started fingering me instead.

My knees were growing weak.

We had been doing this for nearly three hours. Sometimes he would slide a candle inside me or any other object, and the sensation brought me an overwhelming sense of relief and pleasure. Other times, he would use something else.

It felt as though I had finally reached heaven.

I had already given him full consent for this kind of thing. So last night, when he came back after having sex with Diana and found me naked on the bed, he put clamps on my nipples.

When I woke up, there was a dildo inside my pussy, and he had written "SLUT" across my face with a marker.

I wasn’t angry. I had already given him permission to do things like that.

He had asked me beforehand whether I was okay with him fucking me whenever and wherever he wanted, even if I was asleep, and humiliating me however he wanted. I had agreed to all of it.

He was fingering me when he suddenly stopped.

Then he moved up toward my face, pulled the ball gag from my mouth, and immediately pushed his cock inside.

I almost gagged because of how quickly he did it.

"Come on, you little slut. Suck it all," he hissed as he began to come in my mouth.

His cum was hot and salty, but I had no problem sucking him or swallowing it.

I mean, he would lick up my fluids too.

Finally, once I had swallowed every last drop of his cum, he pulled his cock out.

Then, without much care, he released the chains. My body dropped to the floor with a heavy thud, hard enough to make my entire body start aching.

After that, he walked over and pressed his foot against my cheek, pinning the side of my face down while he began untying the ropes around my arms.

As soon as my arms were free, he lifted his foot away from my cheek.

I had no objection.

"You know, I was beginning to get worried about Diana last night."

As soon as we were done, that was the first thing Rocky said as he began gathering his things and putting them back into his suitcase.

I got up from the floor, my body feeling sore.

"What do you mean?" I asked, reaching for a tissue.

He knocked it out of my hand.

I liked this kind of thing.

As long as he wasn’t talking about Diana.

"Seriously, is that what you had in your mind all this time? How can you just be done with me and then start talking about that little bitch?" I hissed at him.

Diana wasn’t even particularly attractive. She was very short, too.

I didn’t understand why he was getting so emotional about her, especially about her mental health.

"Sounds like someone’s jealous."

He walked over, grabbed my pussy firmly in one hand, and pulled me toward him without letting go, squeezing me against his palm.

"The funny thing is, you get satisfied so easily," I said.

"What do you mean?" he asked, still massaging my pussy.

"You’ve been with Diana, and now you’re here with me, but there still isn’t much heat in your body."

That made him stare at me before he suddenly slapped me across the face.

Then he grabbed me by the back of my hair and pulled me closer until our lips were only inches apart.

"You’re talking about wanting more heat? If it were up to me, I’d strip you naked in front of all my friends and let every one of them fuck you," he said.

Then he leaned down and kissed me.