Chapter 70: Chapter 70

JUNE

It has been close to a month since I slept with my uncle. Things have gone smoothly, making me feel like it's the calm before the storm. Mark is the only one who knows about this. Though he's accommodating, I know not everyone will accept our relationship.

It will be frowned upon by people. And my uncle will be at the receiving end of their wagging fingers and tongue because he's the adult.

No one will believe that I was the one who seduced him. I will be the victim while he will be tagged as the culprit.

Yet, here I am, thinking of what will happen tonight. I have gotten everything ready, and can't wait for his return.

Whenever I ask him to use his toys on me, Kristin always seeks ways to go around, bribing me with a hard fuck that will leave me too drained to question him.

I know he's afraid of hurting me. But I'm aware he's not content with just sex. I've seen how he fucks other women. He loves inflicting pain. It's almost like a part of him. That's why I'm eager to have him show me that part of himself.

I need him to know that I accept all of him, not only the caring part.

“Are you even listening to me?” Mark waved his right palm in front of my face, startling me from my thoughts. I blinked once and glanced around the car before I recalled where I was.

“Oh, I think we will continue tomorrow. See you.” I leaned close and pecked him on his left cheek before I opened the door.

“Wait, June. There is—”

“There's something I need to do, Mark. We will continue this conversation tomorrow. For now, it's goodbye.” I closed the door behind me and skidded my way to the front door, humming under my breath.

To tell you the truth, I don't even know what Mark was trying to tell me. I was too lost in my thoughts to pay any attention to him. And I know it's because of tonight.

I just can't wait!

I unlocked the door and stepped in, smiling from ear to ear, feeling giddy and nervous at the same time.

Fucking hell, I need to get a grip on myself.

I first went to my room to drop my bag before I sent a text to Kristin. It has become a norm for me to text him whenever I return from school.

Though he has never said anything about it, I know he loves it whenever I do that. I once caught him secretly re-reading a text I sent to him.

That was why I decided to always text him. This way, he can see something new to smile over.

However, today instead of the normal text I always sent to him, I included pictures of my lingerie accompanied with a wink.

Satisfied, I threw the phone on the bed and left my room for the kitchen, where I made a sandwich.

To pass the time, I wrote my assignment and completed my part of the project I had with Mark. I know I've been slacking since I got together with my uncle.

It wasn't until 7 that I finally entered the bathroom to have a bath. I shaved my pussy until it was as smooth as a baby's butt, and waxed my legs until they shone red from pain.

Satisfied, I left the bathroom after drying my body. The clothes I brought out were on the bed, waiting for me to put them on. Three days ago, when I went to the mall to purchase some things, I saw the lingerie and knew it was the right one for tonight.

It's a sexy and submissive faux leather and chain lingerie which caught my eye when I first saw it.

With nervous fingers, I wore it, noting the way the threads of the g-string pressed tight on my pussy lip, making it look plumpy.

The choker, though a bit tight, wasn't uncomfortable in the least. I tied my hair up in a bun, making sure there were none in my face.

With a last glance in the mirror, I took my toys and headed over to his room, where I'd already set the chains. It took me close to an hour to do that before I left for class. And I'm glad he didn't return home for any reason whatsoever.

Otherwise, my surprise for him would have been wasted.

I got on the bed, kneeling with my arse up in the air, and towards the door, I tried to lock my legs. It was difficult at first, but I managed to do that, compliments to the years I was forced to do acrobats.

Kneeling, I brought out the leather whip I got and placed it on the bed before I took the blindfold.

My heart was beating so loud in my chest, and my palms felt extremely sweaty. I kept the blindfold on the bed and took the dildo up. I had it lubed up before I slowly inserted it into my pussy, widening my legs some more.

It was uncomfortable at first as I felt the need to sink into it and pleasure myself with it. But this is the essence of what I'm doing—self-restraint.

It was close to thirty minutes later that I heard the sound of his car. With a sigh, I took up the blindfold and covered my eyes with it, spreading my thighs so the dildo and my pussy lip will be on full display.

With my legs chained to the bed, I got ready for the shock that would be on Kristin's face when he came into the room and saw me spread like this wearing a lingerie and a choker on my neck.

I gulped, clenching my arse tight, feeling a bit nervous about what was about to happen. Hopefully, he won't be mad at me for this.

“Doll?” I heard his call from downstairs.

Instantly, I felt the wetness in my pussy. His voice alone aroused me to the point of discomfort.

“Doll? Where are you?” He asked, calling out to me as he climbed the stairs. “Honey?”

A smile tugged on the side of my lips when I heard his footsteps.

“Doll, this isn't funny. Are you—”

The moment the door opened, the words froze in his throat.