Cuffed in the Garage
She was still cuffed in the car when he got out. Like a good girl, she dared not defy him without orders first. The garage was dark except for the automatic door light still on, giving his unforgivable cheekbones extra lines of shadows. He stood at the hood of the car, stared at his prize before he fingered her to come hither. She got out of the car and stood before him as naked as it was quiet. Not saying a word, he pushed her back against the hood of the car. Her legs snapped open and spread wide for him.
"Mmm I love seeing a slave so eager to please," he said.
-Neon
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