It wasso hard,but I wanted to do what he told meso badly, so I made my body comply. I bit my lip and did my best to hang on as a mountain of pleasure loomed overhead, growing larger by each movement of his dick inside of me. I wanted to touch him, but I couldn’t, and his hands were all over me, and I just couldn’t take it anymore.
“Come, pidge,” Charlie ground out, and I felt him give a gasp as he let go. The release was absolutely enthralling, but it was only multiplied by the feeling of Charlie’s climax ricocheting beside mine. I felt two powerful orgasms all at once, and I nearly passed out. He kept fucking me through it, and I screamed so loud I was sure anyone walking by our cell was going to hear it.
It was over, but the remnants of all thosefeelingswere still racing through my body. Charlie took a few deep breaths to recover before he picked me up, cradling me against his chest as he kissed my head and uttered, “That’s my baby girl.”
My head wasbuzzing.I was practically drooling. That had been the best sex of my life, hands down.
And we had so much more to experience together. I could hardly wait to get started.
“I love you, Charlie.” I couldn’t resist saying it. I nuzzled into his chest, feeling so cozy and warm.
“I love you too, pidge.” He gave me another kiss, then set me down so he could untie me. The bonds came loose, and I winced as I felt my contracted muscles recoil.
Charlie’s fingers moved over my body, to check I hadn’t been hurt. He found the ridges in my skin the rope had made. His voice was disapproving as he said, “The rope cut into you.”
“I’m not bleeding,” I argued.
He reached for a bottle of lotion. “It might leave a bruise. No more struggling against the ropes unless I tell you to, understand?”
“Maybe.”
“Ava.”
“Fine.” I scowled as he rubbed the lotion into the marks. “But you’d better let me do that every once in a while, because it was fun.”
“As long as you don’t get hurt.”
He helped me stretch out, because being tied up for so long wasn’t great on the muscles. As he rolled my arm back and forth, stretching out my shoulder, he said, "I miss your tongue ring."
"Yeah?"
"It felt good when you went down on me."
"Then I'll have to get another one." I was counting down the days, however many we had, until I got out of here and could rush to a piercing parlor.
I sleptgoodthat night. I woke up feeling refreshed, so much so that I didn’t feel any pain. It was rare to have days like that.
“I don’t feel like doing physical therapy today,” I told Charlie after breakfast, as he wheeled me into the workout room he and the boys had set up. “I’m in a pretty good place.”
Oberi huffed in irritation, shaking his furry ears.Apparently whips and chains are all she needs to feel like a new woman.
“That’s not a good idea, pidge.” Charlie closed the door behind us. “The exercises help you get stronger.”
“Come on, skipping one day isn’t going to set me back,” I complained.
“I don’t think so. You’re doing those exercises.”
His voice was gentle, but at the same time, unrelenting. I secretly got a whirl of delight at his command.
“Okay.” I decided to give in— this time. Oberi barked, then went to the corner of the room to gnaw on a chew toy.
Charlie bent down to pick up some five-pound weights. He paused, before he said, “I just don’t want you to get into a state like you were a few weeks ago. This helps prevent that from happening.”
Sadness overcame me as I remembered begging Charlie to end it all. I’d felt awful for what I’d asked him to do that night, but in the moment, trapped within that spiral of incredible pain, it really had seemed like my only option.
“I’m sorry, again,” I apologized. “I know that was horrible.”
“You were suffering a lot. It’s okay.” Charlie placed the weights into my hands. “Now let's do twenty arm curls.”
