Page 24 of Symphonic Synergy
“I love you.”
Piper stops abruptly, and I almost lose my balance. She turns to me, her eyes wide. “What did you say?”
“I said I love you.” I step closer to Piper, framing her face with my hands. Our foreheads touch. “I don’t know how to do this, Piper. You’re right. I’m scared. I’m so scared you’ll wake up and leave one day when you see how broken I am. That you’ll discover I’m not worth it. I want to be, Piper. I want to be worthy of this. Of you.”
“You think you’re not worthy, Kaye? You think my heart would burn for someone mundane? You believe I spent ten years obsessing about a girl who wasn’t special? Kaye, you make the world technicolor.” Piper sprinkles kisses along my face. “Baby, I love you so much that I’d rather die than live without you again. I’m never leaving, Kaye. I’m not going anywhere. It’s you and me. Forever.”
Epilogue
PIPER - Two Years Later
The last two years have been the happiest of my life. Everything I’ve ever wanted is in my grasp. I have a burgeoning career that’s rising beyond anything I could have dreamed of, with multiple multi-platinum singles that swept America and Europe. The band is now headlining massive arenas, but the best thing I’ve got going for me is the pretty girl on her knees staring at me like I am God and she’s ready to worship at church.
Since the band took off, we were no longer forced to open for other bands. Now, we headline our own tour. As much as I love all the success Lifeless Lies receives, it’s hard being away from my girl for weeks on end. The only positive is that when you make the suits money, they let you write your own ticket. So I stipulated in our contract that I must be flown home every two weeks. There’s no way I could ever go months without seeing Kaye.
Kaye and I have been growing our relationship on many levels, and this has included being physical as much as possible. I think we should buy an island and stay nude, fucking all day, but Kaye is too ambitious to just be my fuck toy.
I smile as my eyes take in my girl, on her knees, wearing nothing but a collar connecting her throat to the piercings on her perfectly plump nipples all the down to her pretty pink pussy.
A year ago, Kaye and I discovered that she enjoys hard humiliation. She says it’s from having to be constantly in charge at work. Apparently, being a bottom helps calm her anxiety and centers her to a place of calm and happiness. Since I’m no better than a man and think my girl acting like a depraved whore is the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen, I obviously obliged.
I step closer and hook my finger in the collar's ring. “Your pussy soaked for me, slut?”
“Yes,” Kaye moans.
I grip the hair at her crown and yank, ensuring she feels the burn on her scalp. “Yes, what, whore?”
“Yes, Mistress.”
“You’re such a good obedient little slut, aren’t you?”
“Yes, Mistress. I’ve been such a good girl. I followed all your instructions. There’s just one problem.”
I hold back a smirk. My girl wants to play. She’s making up a scenario, hoping I’ll punish her. She must have had a hard week. Kaye purrs as I pet her head. “Go on, tell me what’s going on, you pathetic whore.”
“Permission to rise?”
“Go on, pet.”
Kaye stands, turns around, and bends over. She grabs the globes of her ass and spreads her cheeks apart, exposing the hot pink butt plug lodged in her asshole.
“That’s not the one I instructed you to wear, fuck toy.”
“I’m sorry, Mistress. I searched for the orange one, but I couldn’t find it.”
I inch closer to Kaye as a smirk plays on my lips. I know she couldn’t find it because I hid it before the band flew to Berlin. My hand twitches in anticipation of what’s about to happen.
“I asked you to do something small, and you couldn’t even do that. What do you suggest I do about this fuck hole?”
Kaye moans as her fingers slip close to her glistening pussy. “I think you should punish your pathetic whore, Mistress. Let me know how useless I am. Punish me and mark my body so I comprehend the severity of my failure.”
“Get on your knees and beg me to punish you for your indiscretion. I want to hear you debase yourself. Tell me exactly what you are.”
My pussy pulses with excitement and need as I witness my beautiful Kaye fall to her knees and place her hands in front of her. Inch by agonizing inch, she crawls closer to me, her movements painstakingly slow, enhancing my excitement to fuck her until she can’t breathe.
“Start talking fuck-doll. Tell Mommy what a bad girl you’ve been and how you need me to punish your pretty holes until you learn your lesson.”
“Please, Mommy. I’ve been such a naughty girl. I didn’t do what you asked, and I need you to punish your little slut until she learns to be a good girl for you. Please spank me, make me hold my little pussy open for you as you beat my clit and make it nice and red. Make me scream in pain so I know never to disobey your words again. I want to be a good girl for you, Mommy, but I’m a slut.”