His Wife (A Contract Marriage Story) by Heer Mangtani

Chapter 21
One thing I hadn’t realised before Gabriel was that I liked being dominated. I liked it when he locked the door and faced me as I
got on my knees. And I definitely liked looking at his shirtless and sweaty form facing me as he grasped my hair with one hand,
pulling it behind and using it to tilt my head.
I could see him hard in his pants.
Hard
You look good down there. He commented, his voice rasp.
I didn’t look away from the bulge in his pants, as I gulped. I had never seen him naked from below, only felt his hardness, and
seeing it like this, up close, he was so much bigger than I expected.
The thought of that in me made my underwear drip
1 let my hands unbutton his pants, and he placed his other hand on the wall behind me to lean ahead.
His d*ck was out, in front of me, throbbing and hard. He was hard, and it was big. Bigger than anything I had seen or expected.
I gulped, eyes flickering to him.
“Have you never given head, Freckles?” He asked, raising an eyebrow at my hesitance.
I shook my head, and something changed in his expression. Lust became possessiveness, and flat mouth changed into a
lopsided smirk.
“Open up.” He instructed me, and I did just that. Now take it in
Wrapping both my hands around his d’ck. I took in the first half, wrapping my tongue around his tip. I had never given. head
before, but I had watched porn. And if in reality I was supposed to do anything like what they show on there, I was excited.
I could feel the wetness on me when I heard Gabriel gasp as my tongue licked his edge.
“F*ck, yes, like that. Good girl” He commented, and the urge to let one of my hands leave his di*k and touch my own boobs was
overwhelming. “Now, suck.”

So, I sucked. My hand rubbing the first half of his di*k, I sucked on the end, trying to take him in as much as I could, half an inch
at a time, trying not to gag even as turned on as I was.
“Yes, F*ck. Be my good girl. More.” He said, his hand gripping my hair even tighter.
I could feel his precum all over tongue, and when the tip of his tongue reached the back of my throat, tears gazed in my
eyes.
“Stop” He told me right then, and confused and bummed, I stopped sucking as he pulled out.
“Wh. What I gasped, feeling breathless.
Gabriel took a step behind, stroking his d*ck with his own hand, looking tall and glorious in front of my messy self. Still clothed
“I don’t just want a blow job from you. Freckles” He said, as he continued rubbing himself. “I’m going to mouth f*ck you.”
My lips parted again.
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“You’re ready for it?
“Y-Yes.”
“Good girl.
“Can I-Can I get naked?” I asked.
“You want to?” His eyes shimmered.
I nodded.
“Why?”
“So you can touch me.”

Tm not going to touch you, Freckles. Now that wouldn’t be a punishment, would it?”
My heart thumped faster in my chest. 1- I can touch myself.”
One corner of his lips raised further. “Now that, I like. Remove your clothes.”
I didn’t waste a second. Immediately, my nightwear was off me, leaving me only in my underwear, my boobs out and exposed,
his gaze fixed at it as he rubbed himself harder.
I got up, turning behind and leaning on the wall while removing my underwear, giving him a full view of my a*s, kicking away my
dripping underwear.
I was about to face him back when I felt him behind me, the tip of his d*ck pointed at my a*s.
I gasped, looking to the other side, catching a glimpse of us in the mirror. I was naked, bent down against the wall, and he was
behind me, his d*ck groping my *ss.
He spanked me. I let out a small moan.
“You ever... ever tease me like that. I am going to take you right then and there, whether you want it or not, you understand me?”
He made eye contact with me through the mirror. “I am going to bend you and f*ck you till you forget every single person in your
past, till you forget your own name and mine is the only you remember. Your screams will echo through the house. I will f*ck you
into oblivion, Sofia. Are. We. Clear?”
I nodded briefly. I didn’t know if this was supposed to scare me, but I could feel myself getting wetter with every thing he
said.
Would it be messed up to accept that I wanted him to f*ck me by force?
I wanted him to f*ck me into oblivion.
I wanted him to f*ck me into submission.
I wanted him to f*ck me.
He stuck his index finger under my p*ssy, grunting when he found it so dripping wet. “You’re so wet for me, Freckles. Aren’t
you?”

He rubbed his finger at my clt, and I felt like I was going to climax right there. “I- I am.” I gasped, eyes closing, feeling his touch..
“Who are you wet for?” He stuck a finger inside me.
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“Y-You.”
He moved the finger slightly. “And who is the only man that you are allowed to get
Wel
for?”
“Gabriel.” I moaned as he moved his finger slowly.
Very slowly.
“Answer me, Freckles
“Faster, please.” 1 begged, feeling his c*ck hard and rested on my a*s. I wanted that inside me. Not just his finger. I wanted his
c*ck
“Answer me. Freckles.
“You. You. You.” I screamed out, moving against his finger myself if he wouldn’t move, “I belong to you.”
“Good.” He said, and then pulled back.
My eyes widened, my p*ssy missing his finger. I was dreaming of more and he had even taken away his finger.
“Gabriel. I gasped, turning back to face him, feeling embarrassed, my p*ssy dripping
“If I d
do that, it wouldn’t be a punishment, Freckles. His eyes had a hint of amusement. This sick b*stard was enjoying it, and with the
way his d*ck was throbbing, he was enjoying it a little too much.

“Gabriel, please.” I begged.
“No, lay on my bed, and finger yourself.” He commanded, and helplessly, I laid on his bed.
He sat on the chair across the bed, watching me spread my legs in front of him.
One of my hands grabbed my boobs, while I used the other to sick a finger inside me. “What’re you thinking of?” He asked me
when I shut my eyes, leaning my head behind.
“Y-You.” I was breathless.
“What about me!”
“Your *ock.” I answered, “Inside me.”
“Am I f*king you, baby?”
My eyes opened. It was the first time he had called me anything other than Freckles. I watched as he stroke himself looking
at me.
“Yes. Yes, you’re f*cking me.” My eyes set on his deck as I fingered myself, matching my pace with him stroking himself. Every
time he stroke himself, I imagined him f*cking me.
I wanted him to f*ck me.
“Am I f*cking you good, Freckles?
“S- So good.” My voice was just a whisper.
I could feel myself rise, as his hand picked up pace. “I-I’m about to- F*ck.”
“Did I say you could cm?” He said, making my body jolt as I slowed down my pace, feeling utterly tortured and at his mercy. I
could still orgasm, but I didn’t want him to punish me again. The next time we did this, just the sight of his c*ck or
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taste of it wouldn’t be enough. I wanted it inside me.
He got up from the chair, standing on the edge of the bed, where my mouth was.
“Open up,” he instructed me, and I did just that..
He put his c*ck in my mouth again, and thrusted inside me as I fingered myself, my moans getting engulfed by his c*ck at the
back on my throat.
Tears burned my eyes once again.
“Keep going, baby,” he instructed.
All I had to focus was on fingering myself. He was using my mouth by open for him to f*ck, just like he would f*ck my p*ssy
someday
The thought itself wanted to make me orgasm.
I didn’t have to suck, I just had to keep it
“You can c*m. He instructed, and I doubted he had even finished the sentence when I let go, reaching my climax.
I wasn’t even half way through the relief when I was made aware of his c*ck still in my mouth, filling it with cu* as he pulled away.
“Swallow, Freckles.” He instructed me, and I did just that, overwhelmed and shaking with the pleasure.
I had orgasmed before.
I had been orgasmned by him before.
But nothing compared to what had just happened here.
I had lost all sense of time and being and just succumbed on his bed, gasping and panting, fully naked and exposed.
When I regained senses, Gabriel had cleaned up and had worn hes shorts, staying shirtless.
“This was...” I murmured, getting up, unable to find words.

“Punishment.” He finished for me, walking closer to me, his hands wrapping around my a*s and giving it a tight squeeze before
spanking it. I gasped. “And if this was punishment, imagine how it would be like when I finally f*ck you”
I hated how his words sent shivers down my spine, putting me at risk to feeling wet again.
I didn’t reply to him, just moved to pick up my clothes from where they were scattered, wearing them.
He eyed me. “What’re you doing?”
“Leaving?” I replied, confused, ‘I have to sleep. I have work tomorrow.”
He just stared at me for a second too long
“You can stay”
My head flipped towards him as soon as he’d said that, but he did not acknowledge it as he got into one side of the bed, leaving
the other side empty for me.
I contemplated for a moment before I quietly got into the other end, switching off the night lamp on my side and sharing the big
duvet covering us both, and I could have been wrong, but I was almost completely sure that I saw a glimpse of a smile linger on
his lips in the darkness upon feeling my presence beside him.
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