Chapter 2
I could feel an unwelcome warmth starting between my legs, a slickness that shouldn’t be there, but the fear mixed with something else I didn’t want to name.
“Good girl, just like that,” he said, his eyes darkening with obvious lust as he stared at my spread p***y, and he lifted his phone, snapping a quick photo, the flash startling me and making me flinch.
He took another one, then a third, capturing every angle.
“Now, touch yourself for me—slide your fingers into that tight little p***y and show me how wet you’re getting from this.”
“Please, don’t take any more pictures,” I whispered, my voice barely audible, tears finally escaping and trailing down my cheeks, but despite the plea, my hand moved down my stomach, fingers trembling as they reached my folds, parting them gent
