That was as far as I went.
Things were too complicated for me to come up with a strict set of rules to replace what Shindray had given them.
My goal was a change of attitude.
This wasn’t liberation for the women; it was liberation for the men.
They needed to shrug off the chains Shindray had looped around their necks and start trying to be happy.
I read it three times, making little edits here and there.
All and all I was pretty damn proud of it.
Kang whirred on his wheels for no reason.
When I looked back I saw that Whore was skulking in the doorway reading my letter on the board.
He came in closer once I’d discovered him.
I let him read in silence.
My heart had sped up, but it wasn’t full panic.
I wanted to get this part over with.
“You should indicate that you were very spoiled prior to coming here and had an inflated sense of entitlement.”
I crossed my arms.
“Why would I do that?”
“So that Pakpo knows not all women need to be coddled the way you were.”
Elentinus laughed from the doorway.
We both looked back.
“That’s your only critique, Hor?”
He entered and gave Whore a squeeze on the shoulder.
“You’re getting softer in your old age.
I would have thought you’d tear this whole letter apart.”
Whore stuck his nose in the air.
“Of course not, master.
She merely recounted your adept handling of the situation.”
Elentinus looked at me.
“I’m glad you two seem to be working together well.
I truly am.”
I forced a half-smile.
Sure.
He just had to smack me around a little.
Elentinus sat at a chair turned parallel to the conference table.
Whore and I sat in two seats near him.
He stretched out his legs and reclined back to read my letter.
His eyes softened, and I saw him smile a few times.
As I reread what I wrote I realized I hadn’t considered his reaction.
I’d been incredibly open because I was trying to make a compelling argument for change.
My heartfelt account of everything I’d been through was now being read by my husband.
I blushed, but at the same time I was glad he knew how I felt.
Elentinus reached towards me.
“Come here, my darling.”
I moved beside him.
He wrapped his arm around me and pulled me onto his lap.
I gazed into his dark eyes.
“It’s a wonderful letter,” he said softly.
I made a forlorn smile.
I had a lot of left over emotion in my chest from Whore’s abuse earlier.
It bubbled up so fast I got a choked weepy feeling just from this simple praise.
Elentinus gave me what I needed to make this Hellish day right.
He made my suffering worth it.
He joined our mouths in a gentle kiss and stroked my hair.
I hugged myself against him.
Oh,
this big wonderful man was all mine.
Sitting on his lap was both sexy and sublime.
“Hor, send it to Pakpo tonight, with my highest recommendation, and without any editing.”
“Yes, master.”
Whore stood and touched a tablet against the screen.
All my writing erased and I glimpsed it on the tablet in red and purple.
Elentinus gazed at me with his lips parted.
Some of his sweetness went away and I saw his eyes glimmer like a cat’s.
“Now leave us,” he said, “and close the door.”
I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and met his deep kiss before Whore exited.
I wanted him to see how much his master loved me.
In the seconds it took for the door to slide closed I’d forgotten all about Whore.
The sweet warmth inside of me, and Elentinus’ hot, eager mouth were the only things I could comprehend.
I was flushed when he separated our lips.
He stared into my eyes several moments.
I noticed a touch of weariness in his face.
“What a wretched day I’ve had,” he said.
I made a sympathetic noise and felt his silky hair.
“Tell me.”
“Later.”
He unhooked my dress.
“I have a confession to make.”
I fluttered my eyes with interest.
“I managed to keep my spirits up…by imagining your beautiful breasts.”
I stifled an embarrassed giggle.
My face felt like it had gone beet red.
I pursed my lips a moment to compose myself, and then got the top half of my dress off.
The camisole bra thing underneath showed plenty of cleavage and my hard nipples made two little bumps.
Elentinus leaned down and kissed the swell of my breast, causing an ecstatic flutter in my middle.
He fondled both sides through the thin material of the camisole.
My nipples perked up into tingly beads.
“Ah…Maritza.”
Elentinus seemed to be sighing.
“I just want to see your naked body in the stark light of this room.”
He gave me a longing stare.
“Is that too presumptuous?”
I restrained a smile of embarrassment.
My face probably got kind of goofy-looking, with the edges of my mouth pulled down to battle the smile and my raging blush.
I know the silliness wasn’t sexy, but my choices were either being bashful or slutty.
I couldn’t pull off sluttiness yet.
Maybe after we’d been married for a year?
“I don’t mind,” I said, while still being too embarrassed to meet his lustful stare.
I tugged up the bottom of my camisole with both hands and let my boobs tumble free.
Elentinus grunted in approval.
He soothed both round sides with his hand, stimulating my already perked nipples.
He pinched one hard enough to hurt.
The throb his fingers left behind put a stagger in my breath.
He gave the other side the same rough treatment.
I liked his aggressiveness.
He’d eased me into a vulnerable position, but then took control.
Elentinus had this sexy, powerful, older man vibe that I was too inexperienced to challenge.
This flavor of dominance kept me thrilled.
I was going to be ravaged in scary ways—and he made me want it.
Elentinus plucked up my breast and attached his mouth to it.
He sucked and battered my nipple with his tongue until I was digging my nails into the armrest.
One breast popped free from his mouth and he attacked the other.
He didn’t stop until both my nipples were dark, swollen and glistening.
My breathing had sped up, making them heave.
He stared at them while licking his lips.
He put his hand in the waistband of my panties.
“Get completely naked for me.”
I struggled to maneuver out of my dress and panties while remaining perched on his lap.
“I want to feel you orgasm against my hand.”
I froze just as I’d exposed my ass.
The words caused the shiver of goose bumps to pop up over my whole body.
Elentinus kissed my neck causing another sweet shiver.
“I daydreamed about that today, also.”
My awkward position required me to recover fast from the shock.
I got free of my clothes and let them drop off.
Once I toed off my shoes I was completely nude.
I hugged my arms against my middle.
My heart was racing.
Why was it so damned sexy to be naked while he was still fully dressed?
I felt like some primitive native girl who didn’t wear clothes.
This put Elentinus in the role of modern conqueror.
The eroticism of it all started to get me worked up.
When his hand slipped between my legs I had to bite my lip to keep from moaning.
Elentinus leaned close enough for me to hear his heavy breathing.
“You like it when I finger you?”
I gasped, both from his suddenly firm rubbing, and his audacious question.
He was warming me up by rubbing the flesh guarding my slit.
I could still feel tingles on my clit and a little purr of arousal deeper inside me.
His fingers got slick after grinding the area half a minute.
I winced and didn’t even try to answer him.
He knew I loved it.
Elentinus could touch me better than I touched myself.
I didn’t know how that was possible.
Maybe it was due to his stronger hands?
That didn’t explain how he was so good at zeroing in on the prickly spot inside me.
Elentinus pried a finger in and all my focus went back to the piercing pleasure of his hand.
“Here.”
He stopped rubbing and turned me so I was straddling his lap, facing him.
He put my arms around his neck so I could hold on.
Then he parted his knees wide, opening my legs at the same time.
My cooch hovered in the space between his legs.
I felt a pang of trepidation in my middle.
All my delicate girl bits were sticking out.
Elentinus looked at me and did this sexy little brow lift.
I was dubious, but he seemed pretty damned pleased with himself.
He clutched my ass with one hand and put the other between my legs.
His fingers came in direct contact with my tingly clitoris.
I jolted.
He started gently mashing his palm into my clit and I realized I’d gotten swollen.
The overload of stimulation made me gasp and lift my hips.
Elentinus held me back in place with his grip on my ass.
He put two fingers inside of me and twiddled them against that oh so ticklish spot.
“Fsst!”
I bit my bottom lip.
I couldn’t squirm away from his hand in this position and he was bringing me to the brink fast.
His started pressing into me hard, with his fingers grinding inside me.
No matter how I arched my hips he still pinpointed my pleasure spot.
My clit was already throbbing so furiously under his palm he had to feel it.
I dig my nails into his shoulders.
That wonderful itch right before orgasm started buzzing deep in the fibers of my flesh.
He pulled his hand away.
All the air deflated from my lungs and I slumped against him.
A droplet escaped from where I hovered so precariously on his lap.
I managed to meet his eyes weakly.
Elentinus smiled at me.
He moved the hand holding my ass to my crack and started to rub my asshole with one finger.
My chest filled with air again in an instant.
I couldn’t keep locked on his eyes while this new sublime pleasure was assaulting my backside.
He was digging into a tremendous nerve cluster without penetrating.
The ecstasy radiated out through my whole pelvis.
All my muscles down there started clenching with twinges of pleasure.
He even got my stomach to tremble.
The prickly pre-orgasm feeling came back, but this wonderful massage couldn’t send me over the edge.
I stayed right on that exquisite precipice, tingling and quivering, with all my muscles tense.