Chapter 40

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I gagged and shoved him away, the vision of the Latina making me want to throw up. "No!" I 

declared then crawled out from beneath him. "No" I repeated softly.


"It's not going to hurt you, who knows we both might like it." He cooed, stroking himself.


"No," I repeated backing further away from him.


He sat up frowning and said. "When I do that to you, do you not like it?"


I blushed and nodded.


"It is the same with me. A man can find much pleasure this way. Come."


I frowned, pursed my lips and didn't move. It was one thing to let him to what he wished with 

my body but to do as he wanted with his was another thing altogether.


"Sometimes, I forget what a little virgin you are." He griped and still his hands went up and down

his shaft.


"Will you stop that?" I muttered and turned away.


"The sight of me seeing to my own needs disgust you!" He stood holding himself in hand. 

"Maybe I should have your new best friend see to my needs, after all, she at least knows what to

do! You should watch and learn something!"


My eyes flew back to his. He knew. He knew about Nora. Did he know about the plan as well?


"The least she could've done for me was teach you a few tricks! But then...maybe she rather I 

come to her with my needs."


There were two reasons for my compliance – 1. I didn't want him asking Nora about our

conversations if he didn't know and 2. The image of Nora doing it instead of me made me want

to kill them both. "How is it done?" I whispered.


"I'm not a fucking chore!" Vlad cursed. "Drop to your fucking knees!"


I couldn't help it, I immediately started crying.


"Oh, for fucks sake! Forget it!" He screamed, jerking up his pants then storming out.


Nora! I thought. He would go to Nora! I chased after him and grabbed his arm, he pulled away

and I begged softly. "Please."


"Why do you want to do it?" He asked without looking at me.


"I don't want you to go to...her," I answered reluctantly.


Still, without looking directly at me, his mouth twisted up in a smirk. "It's a start, I suppose." He 

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