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As civil as he seemed on the exterior, Will’s face was exceedingly dark, his fury visible to her, and the time in his studio had apparently transformed the wrath into a purposeful plan.
Pulling her off the bed, he led her out of the room and down the hallway to the apartment’s front door.
“Good god! What are you doing?” she asked, spooked, not just by his attitude but by a destination that was apparently outside the safety of the apartment.
“Worried someone’s going to see?” he asked.
“Of course I’m worried.”
“Then be glad it’s after midnight.”
There were just a few paces between their door and the elevator, and to Alex’s relief, there wasn’t a soul in the hallway. If there had been it wouldn’t have mattered to Will, her being seen with her wrists bound wouldn’t have bothered him.
“You’re going to like this, Alex,” he whispered in her ear. The steel in his voice, like something suddenly driven into her, shocked her system when she realized this was no mere punishment. They were on their way to a dark game, the kind she liked best; though this one was laced with Will’s righteous indignation and a fury that would color the event with its own distinct aims.
Straight down five floors, they passed the first floor and continued into the basement, where the boiler room fired an angry blast of steam that made the dim light cloudier still. What could be more apropos? she thought, as she stepped into the shadowy dark, and then into a maze of corridors and grinding machines.
“You like this, don’t you?” he whispered in her ear again. He could have shouted and no one would have heard, but the whisper counted for something, as if they were keeping secrets from the rest of the world. When he spoke in her ear, the effect was staggering—her cunt throbbing, pangs of need shooting everywhere, every bit of her craved attention. She’d get it, and hard, very hard, before he’d ever be soft again.
There was a month of sexual recess to make up for, even if this episode wasn’t precipitated by her regrettable act.
“Hold on to the bar,” he said, as he fastened her bound hands to a steel rod that could only be reached by bending over a metal tank.
How convenient that the heavy metal hit her in the groin where her legs bent. Her ass would be hard to miss pushed out so lewdly. Will shoved her skirt to her waist so the bunched up material was the only comfort she’d have against the unforgiving surface. The metal edge of the tank felt as if it was cutting her thighs in two. But what luck, even these discomforts, like the thought of her bottom scorching from the many-taloned whip Will held, excited her so much that she figured she’s be orgasmic in minutes. Fear was the best aphrodisiac. No matter what she anticipated, real things were always more dangerous and pleasurable than the imagination.
When Will began flailing her backside, each snap created a jerk, which created more pain. She thought bone and flesh would soon be welded to the metal beneath her. The way she was bent over with her legs spread wide, her cunt was exposed so that her pussy felt the raw snaps of leather against it as distinct as those on her ass, and decidedly more biting against the tender flesh. She howled into the din like some feeble mouse crying in a cornfield on a stormy night. No one to hear but her own ears, she wasn’t much comfort for herself. The only thing to comfort her was knowing she was ‘at the edge’ of orgasm. With enough stimulation she’d be barreling over the top, not caring how hard Will laid on the retribution. She’d have her pleasure on the spot.
Will backed away at one point and let her rest. He’d seen his wife a dozen times so ecstatic, and it always left him awed. He knew what the midst of pleasure felt like; but his satisfaction could be nothing like what she experienced at a moment like this. Som
e time he’d have to reincarnate as a woman to feel her kind of bliss. As he waited to begin again, he watched the infinitesimal movements in her sultry form, ones that made her look as if she was moving to some inner music, since there was nothing melodic about the blaring discord of noise around them. He inspected the whip, liking the way it looked, the way it felt in his hand, and the imprint it left on his wife’s behind. The six long fingers of leather were tied into a handle, and capable of snapping against six distinct places. This was his ultimate weapon because it was so unpredictable. If there was anything that she wanted, but was scared of most, it was unpredictability. Today was the first time she’d seen it that she hadn’t begged him not to use it. He guessed she was in need of it today as much as he was.
Time to resume, Will drew his arm back and the black whip snapped through the air and hit her reddened backside with the talons striking her thighs and ass all at once. The longer talons wrapped about her side so that she felt their vile bite. The expression on her face morphed from pain to pleasure and back again a dozen times as the beating continued. Perhaps she was already orgasming, he thought. For a time they seemed to settle into a steady rhythm. But that changed as Will, ready for the punishment to end, laid on one especially vicious blow. With this last strike, he actually heard Alex wailing voice rise above the clamoring machines.
The implement fell to the cement floor as threw it off and he descended on her red ass with fingers probing deeply along the moist crack and her roughed up cunt. He felt her body tense, and then as powerful surges of sexual energy moved through her, attacking his own body. Her pleasure came in waves, crashing through her, and then like the tide easing off.
She wasn’t even thinking when he entered her pussy from behind. Thrusting deep, his organ quickly erupted as he held her close. Smothering her neck in kisses, he reached around to fondle her clit so that she climaxed a second time before she fell limp against the metal tank. As he finally backed off, physically spent, it took some moments for them to revive.
“You’re not going to untie me?” she finally asked.
“When I’m ready.” He spent another moment or two admiring her beautifully marked behind, then he pulled her skirt back over her raw ass. “These lines might stay a while,” Will said, finally lifting her off the tank. “I hope you weren’t planning to sunbathe in public.”
“It would be just my luck you’d want me to,” she said.
They were by the elevator, and he still hadn’t untied her hands.
“You’re really going to keep me this way?” she asked mournfully.
“Don’t pout and don’t whine. Who said I’m pacified? Maybe I’m just getting started.”
On the surface, he looked as fierce as he earlier had, though she could sense when he was really enraged, and all that seemed to have disappeared with the last stroke of his whip. Deciding not to address the question again, Alex rode the elevator up six flights to the fifth floor and breathed a sigh of relief when they were safely back in their apartment.
“Now will you take these off?” she asked him sweetly.
“No. I might just leave them until morning.”
No point in arguing, she waited, watching him go to his studio as if he was going back to work.
“Don’t you think you’ve had enough for one day?” she said following him inside. “I certainly have, and I think we need to be in bed together.
