Cassandra's POV
Darkness. Silence so complete it pressed against my eardrums like a living thing. The only sounds were my own recorded moans looping endlessly: “Julian, yes… f**k your mother… harder!” and his deep voice beneath it, commanding, “I am my son’s holes. Say it. Accept it.” I had no idea how many days had passed. Time dissolved in the cabin.
My body ached, yet it betrayed me constantly. The small vibrator taped to my c**t buzzed on the lowest setting, never enough to c*m, never enough to stop. I hallucinated his touch during the long deprivation sessions. Sometimes I swore I felt Julian’s fingers on my skin even when I was alone in the void.
When the hood finally came off, I blinked against the dim light. Julian stood over me, naked, his c**k already hard. “Hungry, Mom?”
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