Finally. Somebody had finally gone there and of course it would be Caleb, and of course it would be her to bow before it.
His words rang in her ears. It was difficult, in those first moments, to comprehend exactly what he meant, though his meaning was hardly obscure. It was simply easier to pretend it wasn’t as bad as she thought, not as extreme as she initially imagined. Maybe he didn’t truly mean it. Maybe he wouldn’t really make her do this. Caleb wouldn’t humiliate her like that, wouldn’t force her to sexual acts for his pleasure simply because he held the power to do so.
Who was she kidding? Of course Caleb would do that. He had a talent for taking power and a tendency to use it as he willed and not only would he make her do this, he’d enjoy it. Enjoy forcing her to pleasure him. Having her mouth on his cock at his command. He’d love every second of it. And she’d been outright provoking him to something like this all afternoon.
A thousand protests sounded in her head. A million arguments for why this was wrong, too far, too much. Even more desperate pleas, but none of them made it to her tongue, not a word passed her lips. Caleb stared at her hard, but she found it difficult to hold his gaze, just as she found it suddenly impossible to find the words to refuse him. She said nothing. Neither did he....