Kendall and Veronica Go To Kinks Castle

Author's Note: Here it is. It's fairly short but I didn't know if I should end it this way or not. I have some thoughts about how to write more chapters to this version of the ending. Let me know if you'd want to read it.

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Again I pick up the pace of my hips, watching as her face is overcome with pleasure and uncertainty. Grabbing her at the knee, I pull it over between us so that I'm between her legs and all she can really do is look me in the eyes while I fuck my little iPod girl. The thrust of my hips gets faster and faster and she seems to get more and more into it with each thrust, yelling out more and more with every thrust. Looking down at her I can see that she's getting closer and closer to the edge as the seconds pass.

This can work, I know that she's close to where I want her, I just need to push her a little further and I'll have her right where I want her.

Keeping up the pace while I bury the dildo into her each time, her muscles tense up and I know that she can't hold out much longer. And then she goes over, screaming out in ecstasy when every muscle in her body spasms with delight. Eventually she comes down and seems to go almost limp on the bed, a smile plastered on her face.

Uh, okay... not exactly what I was expecting. Looks like I'll have to go a little further with things.

I unhook the strap on and pull it out of her, throwing it to the floor and sitting up on the bed. As soon as I put some space between us she rolls out of bed and stands on her somewhat wobbly legs. There's a grin on her face as she walks over to her computer and hits a key on the keyboard suddenly. This makes her turn around and look at me.

"Thank you."

What?

"I'm sorry?"

The little blonde detective reaches to her monitor and presses the power button, turning it on. As soon as it turns on, I can see a picture of me from behind with the strap-on around my waist and her short blonde's legs on either side of my hips. I don't say anything. After a few moments of silence she hits another key on the keyboard and a video starts to play, turning the picture into a video of me fucking her on the bed, sound and all. It makes me look around to try and figure out where the camera is.

She recorded it?

She uses the mouse to scroll back the footage and then lets it play. There's a new image on the screen from her living room and the audio springs to life.

"Look, if you're gonna force me to do this again then fine... but could we do it somewhere else maybe? Somewhere that isn't my home? I'll follow you back to your place if you want."

I make my way across the distance between us to stand right up close, dropping my bag on the way and looking her right in the eye.

"Young lady, it's because you don't want it to be here that we have to do it here."

Her immediate reaction is to look away. I smile and I reach out with three fingers to bring her face back to mine.

"Now take off your clothes for me."

She pauses the video and starts to swagger her way back towards me.

"You know, if this were a couple weeks ago when all this first started, my first instinct would be to turn that footage over to the police. I'm pretty sure they frown on forcing someone to be your sex slave a little more than breaking and entering."

The blonde detective smiles as she stops next to the bed.

"But you know, when all this started we were on your turf."

She bends down, reaching for something, and when she stands back up the strap-on is in her hand. Her smile turns into a grin while she puts the strap-on around her waist and secures it tightly. I look at her as I kneel on the bed, naked except for my high heels and the expression on her face doesn't even waiver when she speaks again.

"Now we're on my turf."


The End