Chapter 4

“Why can’t I go?,” Jay asked, the annoyance evident in his voice “I’ve done what you asked and fucked you.”.

She laughed, a low, sultry sound that made his cock twitch. “Oh, Jay. you didn’t think that one fuck was it, did you?”

She reached out, her fingers tracing the lines of his abs, making him shiver. “I want more of you, Jay. And if you want to keep Karruche out of jail, then you’ll give me EXACTLY what I want”.

Ms. Celeste’s voice was low and dangerous, her eyes gleaming with a hunger that made Jay’s cock twitch.

He sat up, his eyes narrowing as he looked at her. “What the fuck are you talking about, Ms. C? What do you want?”

She smirked, her fingers tracing circles around his nipple, making him shiver. “I want you to be my toy, Jay. Available to me whenever I want, ready to do whatever I say.”

His eyebrows shot up, surprise and indignation warring in his eyes. “You’re fucking kidding me, right?

No way in hell am I becoming your personal fuck toy, Ms. C,” Jay said, his voice laced with disgust and anger. He started to get off the bed, but Ms. Celeste’s hand on his chest stopped him. “Always so quick to anger. But I assure you, this isn’t a request,” she said, her voice calm and collected. “You see, I have something you want. And I’m willing to trade it.”

Jay’s eyes narrowed, suspicion etched on his face.

“What do you have that I want?” he asked, his voice laced with distrust. Ms. Celeste smiled, her fingers continuing to trace patterns on his chest, igniting sparks of desire despite his anger. “Information, Jay. Information that could keep Karruche out of serious trouble. Information that could make her little ... indiscretion disappear.” She paused, letting the words sink in. “But in exchange, you’ll be mine. Whenever I want, however I want.” Jay’s jaw clenched, his eyes flashing with anger. “That’s blackmail, Ms. C.

That’s fucking wrong,” Jay snarled, his hands clenching into fists at his sides.

Ms. Celeste shrugged, her fingers still tracing patterns on his chest, her voice calm and collected. “Perhaps. But it’s also effective. And I always get what I want, Jay.”

He glared at her, his mind racing. He couldn’t let Karruche take the fall for this. Not when he was just as guilty. But the thought of being Ms. Celeste’s personal plaything made his stomach twist in disgust.

But he knew he couldn’t let Karruche take the fall. He needed to buy some time, think this through.

“Fine,” he ground out, his voice tight with anger and resignation. “But I want to talk to Karruche first. Make sure she’s okay.”

“Oh no, not tonight” Ms Celeste says, tracing her finger along the shaft of his cock “Tonight, you’re all mine. You can speak to her tomorrow morning”.

Ms. Celeste said, her voice firm. “For now, you belong to me.”

“No,” Jay replied, his voice a firm tone “Either I speak to her NOW or I go home”.

“I can do whatever I want, Jay. And right now, I want to hear you beg for my pussy.”

He glared at her, his jaw clenched. “Fuck you, Ms. C. I’m not begging for shit.”

She smiled, a slow, predatory smile that made his cock twitch. “You will. By the time I’m done with you, you’ll be begging for my pussy like the good little fuck boy you are.”.

She climbed off the bed, her eyes never leaving his. She walked over to her dresser, her hips swaying, her ass on full display.

She opened a drawer, pulling out a pair of handcuffs. Jay’s eyes widened, his cock twitching at the sight.

“What the fuck are you planning, Ms. C?” he asked, his voice laced with suspicion and a hint of excitement.

She turned to face him, a wicked grin on her face. “I told you, Jay. Tonight, you’re mine. And I want to play.”

She sauntered back to the bed, dropping the handcuffs onto the mattress.

Jay’s eyes followed her every movement, his cock hardening at the sight of her naked body.

“Get on your knees, Jay,” she commanded, her voice firm.

He hesitated for a moment, then slowly did as he was told. She smirked, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction.

“Good boy,” she purred, her fingers tracing the lines of his abs. “Now, put your hands behind your back.” “I’m not your fucking pet, Ms. C.”

She laughed, a low, sultry sound that made his cock twitch.

You’re right, you’re not my pet. You’re my toy. And I’m going to enjoy playing with you.”

He glared at her, but she could see the hunger in his eyes, the excitement hidden beneath the anger. She knew he wanted this, even if he refused to admit it.

“Hands behind your back, Jay,” she repeated, her voice firm.

This time, he complied, his hands moving slowly, reluctantly, behind his back. She smiled, picking up the handcuffs.

She reached around his back, clicking one cuff around his wrist, then the other, securing his hands behind him. He tested the restraints, tugging at them, but they held firm.

“Comfortable, Jay?” she asked, her voice laced with mock concern. “Fuck you, Ms. C.”

She laughed, running her fingers through his hair. “Oh, I plan to, Jay. But first, I want to play.”

She stepped back, her eyes roaming over his body, taking in every inch of him.

He was a sight to behold, kneeling before her, his hands cuffed behind his back, his cock hard and ready. She could see the anger and resentment in his eyes, but she also saw the hunger, the desire that he couldn’t hide.

“Spread your legs, Jay,” she commanded, her voice firm. He hesitated for a moment, then slowly spread his legs, his knees brushing against the plush carpet. She smirked, walking around him, trailing her fingers along his shoulders, his arms, his back. His muscles tensed under her touch, his body humming with anticipation.

She could see the fight in his eyes, the struggle between his desire and his anger. But she also saw the hunger, the need that he couldn’t hide.

“Ms. C, what are you planning?” he growled, his voice laced with suspicion and a hint of fear.

“I want to play. And tonight, you’re my toy.” She walked around him, her eyes trailing over his body, taking in every inch of him.

Her fingers traced his abs, his chest, his arms, making him shiver. “You’re so tense, Jay,” she murmured, her voice low and sultry. “Let’s see if we can’t relax you.”

“I’m not here to be relaxed, Ms. C. I’m here because you’re blackmailing me.” He said, the anger more evident in his voice

She laughed, a low, seductive sound that made his cock twitch. “Semantics, Jay.

Tonight, you’re mine to do with as I please. And I please to play.” Ms. Celeste’s fingers danced along his skin, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. She reached his neck, her nails scraping lightly, making him shiver. “You like that, don’t you, Jay? The way my touch makes you react?”

He glared at her, gritting his teeth. “Fuck you, Ms. C. I’m not here to be your plaything.”

She chuckled, her breath hot on his ear. “Oh, but you are, Jay.