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As it turned out, what might have seemed l
ike hours to Tessa was only a few minutes; though each aching moment with her arms suspended, only enhanced her fear.
When the door snapped opened, a blaring light blinded her eyes, and she was unable to see who was staring at her from the doorway. She craned her neck to get a better glance; but only when the intruder moved inside the room could she see who was eyeing her so carefully. The pale skinned black man who appeared out the blinding light must have been nearly 6’5”, towering over her diminutive frame. She’d often pictured Miles looming ominously above her, the way this man did; gut the black man was even more imposing, no doubt because he didn’t have the tender sensibilities that Miles had for her. There was no affection in his eyes, or smile on his broad black face.
“Vincent,” he introduced himself once he shut the door.
Tessa was speechless, and thankfully, he wasn’t interested in conversation.
Lowering her arms, he left her hands bound and resting gently in her lap. The aching in her shoulders slowly ceased.
“Maya goes to extremes,” he said coolly, as if that was adequate explanation.
“Thank you, my arms were very sore.”
Vincent sat down on a black stool—the kind with wheels found in a doctor’s examination room. Moving closer, they were nearly at eye level.
“So, we’re piercing you today?” he said. He even sounded like a doctor.
“As Miles wishes,” Tessa answered.
“Ah, you belong to Miles,” he said as if he didn’t know. His mouth broadened momentarily into a smile, then quickly returned to the blank expression he’d worn before.
Turning on the lamp behind him, Vincent shined the light on Tessa’s breasts, while he examined her nipples with a physician gentle care. Her pulled her blouse down further—though with her hands still tied and in her lap, he couldn’t remove the shirt without cutting it away. Finding scissors in the credenza, he clipped the shoulders straps and pushed the material down.
“These too, Maya says,” the black man remarked, referring to her nipples.
“Miles didn’t ask for that,” Tessa informed him. She wasn’t sure why it was important that he knew—if it had been Miles wish, it wouldn’t have mattered to her having another set of piercings through her nipples. As it was, she thought Vincent should know that these extra ones were Maya’s idea.
As she expected, Vincent ignored her comment. “Let’s see you below,” he said, “lean back.” Tessa allowed the man to ease her down so she was lying on the bench. She couldn’t help but think that his professional manner indicated that Vincent was a doctor, performing such simple rituals with patients everyday. To make it easier, he untied her feet; though he quickly pulled stirrups from the corners of the table and secured her legs so that they were spread wide. The table raised and lowered with the touch of a button, and she was rapidly at height he wanted.
Shining the light on her spread cunt, he noticed the obvious marks. “Last night?” he guessed, “these are fresh.”
“Yes.”
“Miles?”
“No.”
“Who?”
“A woman.”
“Humph! It’s a fallacy that women crack a meaner whip than men, though this one must have given you quite a wealth of pain; the welts are deep.”
“She knew what she was doing.”
His fingers played with the sensitive slips of skin, her clit and the inner labia that were to be pierced. Though he performed his job under the guise of examination, he took some satisfaction from the act, watching carefully as she jolted each time he touched in a spot that ached with either pain or pleasure. Her arousal from the morning had not yet subsided; in fact, she was raw with sides, even with this distant stranger.
“You’re aroused,” he noted
She didn’t respond.
“Answer me,” he raised his voice.
“Yes, Sir,” she promptly replied.
Standing, Vincent was waist level to her cunt—her intuition wasn’t wrong.
