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His fingers played with my clit, forcing my lust to return in full force. In mere moments, he had me whimpering and begging, and riding his fingers, desperate for the privilege of orgasm.
The whoosh of the flaming whip crackled over me, just skimming inches from my flesh. I could feel its heat, but all I could focus on was his fingers teasing my folds.
“Are you ready, Kassandra?”
“Please!” I answered.
My ass was naked and hot, the fiery welts from his lash a constant burning pain. My pussy blazed with heat, my clit throbbing painfully as he edged me closer and closer to my release.
The whip crackled once more over top of my skin and I gasped.
I just needed his permission. I was so close.
“Come, Kassandra,” he demanded, and the fiery whip cracked against my skin. My entire world burned hot with bright, consuming pleasure and I screamed as his fire and my pleasure seared my soul.
* * *
The next time I woke, it was in complete darkness. My breasts felt heavy, my throat sore, and my ass felt marked and abused, but I couldn’t recall how that came to pass.
I felt as though I was floating on air. I sighed as my body swayed gently back and forth and I shut my eyes, trying to calm my worried mind.
Did it really matter how I got here?
When I opened my eyes once more, the dark had begun to lighten a bit. I blinked a few times, trying to focus. One by one, small flames appeared around me and with further inspection, I saw that they were lit candles. Each one was tall and tapered, and a dark red in color. I stared at them. They were so pretty.
I was in a large room, so big that I couldn’t discern where it ended or began. I couldn’t even make out the corners of the room, it was so vast.
Where was I?
Rough textures scratched against my skin. I wasn’t touching the floor. It took a long time for me to understand that I was entirely suspended, several feet from the floor below. I was upright, with my arms spread out to either side, supported by a series of ropes. My legs spread, held open by the ties. Oddly, something pressed against the tight rim of my anus and I wriggled a bit, but nothing I did dislodged the strange object. It felt like cool, slick metal. It was also perfectly round. It spread my cheeks in such a vulgar fashion that I felt myself blush, even though I was seemingly alone in this immense room.
My eyes searched for some semblance of an explanation, but I found none. I just hung there in silence, listening to the sound of my own hoarse breath escaping my lungs. Eventually, I focused on the placement of the candles. Each one was just below the ropes. I noticed an anchor point to either side of me, where all the ropes passed through. The ropes were all varying width, some thin and some very thick.
The creaking of the ropes echoed ominously throughout the room.
Fuck. What was this?
I struggled in the bonds, but each one dug into my skin. There were a multitude of them that circled my arms, my legs, and my waist. There were even a few around my breasts. I stared down at myself, watching my skin flush as I swung gently from side to side.
Then, the shadows seemed to lengthen. I narrowed my eyes as the room grew brighter. The flames seemed to grow, just a little bit. The ropes creaked again.
One candle in particular burned brighter than the rest. It flickered higher and higher and the rope above it groaned. I watched, almost in horror as each strand of twine creaked and then broke, until all at once, the rope gave way.
My body jolted hard as I descended down by a good inch and the cool, metal object that had resting against my asshole forced its way inside me. I wasn’t prepared and even though it was slick, it burned for a few moments until my body reluctantly accepted its intrusion.
“No. Please,” I begged out loud, but no one was there to answer.
The metal ball felt foreign, nothing like the warmth of Markos’ fingers or his cock. My body twitched at the thought, warming indecently as the memories of how he’d used me so shamefully took over my mind. My pussy tightened, and I could feel the beginnings of arousal
starting to seep down my folds.
I whimpered. I couldn’t see beneath me, but I imagined the first ball in my ass was only the beginning.
Another candle started to brighten, the flame flickering hotly on the opposite side. The rope groaned and after several moments, another one snapped.
I lowered a bit more and was defenseless against the object forcing itself inside my ass. I squealed, the next ball slightly bigger than the first. My bottom tensed around it and a slight twinge of pain lanced through me and I forced myself to relax. Instantly, the ache in my belly relaxed and a hot lash of desire broiled in my core.
This was crazy. How could I be getting turned on right now? What the hell was wrong with me?
