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“Touch yourself. Bring yourself close to orgasm while I master your ass as mine,” he demanded, and I whimpered. I stared down at my one free arm, watching the pink imprints from my bonds rise across my skin. Absentmindedly, I thought they looked nice, almost like a fancy set of bracelets lining my forearm and wrist.
Looking around, I realized I was still fully supported by the dual anchor points.
I reached down, in between my legs and rubbed over top of my clit using the flats of my fingers. I gasped and my pussy clenched hard.
Fuck. I was so hot. It felt as though my moist flesh was ready to catch fire too.
I began to slowly circle my needy bud, rubbing my fingers back and forth while the little candle fires continued to rise hot around me. I whined quietly, feeling the burning sensation in my buttocks as the unforgiving metal beads stretched me open.
Another rope creaked, and I tensed.
“You’re going to take everything I give you, aren’t you, little warrior.”
I murmured something in response, but even I couldn’t make out the words.
I was hot. I was ready, and I wanted release.
Pain from the beads and pleasure from my own soft touch radiated across my flesh, setting every nerve on fire. I panted, but even the breath that seared my throat was too hot. My blood boiled under my skin and I wondered if I would burst into a fiery blaze.
Markos moved next to me, dragging his fingers along my heated surface and purring quietly in appreciation. I shivered expectantly. His heated touch left me, and he passed his palm over the flame of the candle. I anxiously watched as it grew, larger and larger and then, he shifted it under one of the thickest ropes.
My asshole ached. My pussy burned with lust. I rubbed my clit harder, more furiously as the rope began to fracture and come apart. I could feel myself beginning to fall, feel the biggest ball started to ravage my dark hole and I was powerless against it.
I began to scream.
Either from pain or pleasure, I didn’t know.
My clit pulsed underneath my fingers and I moaned, sinking slowly, but surely onto the biggest sphere I’d taken yet.
“Come,” he commanded.
My body felt like it was being split in two, but still it knew its master.
I shattered into pieces, incredible pleasure and agony twisting into a demented lust that I couldn’t get enough of. I couldn’t escape the terrible burning pain from the balls, but still I came, my pussy clenching desperately for his cock to fill me too.
One last rope groaned and burned, snapping in two at the prospect of holding my weight aloft in the air.
The next metal bead was massive. I couldn’t take it. I struggled in the throes of orgasm, but still I sank, gravity forcing me to take it all.
I shrieked again. I was terrified. I was aroused. I didn’t know what to think.
I closed my eyes, feeling as though I was floating on air once more.
* * *
I opened my eyes, finding myself on a bed, surrounded by plush, crushed red velvet. It fel
t as though I was lying on a cloud. With a happy sigh, I studied my surroundings, realizing it was familiar.
Everything came rushing back to me. The asylum. The torturous wax play all over my breasts. His burning seed searing my throat. The fire whip striking against my backside. The metal beads ravaging my asshole.
I cried out, lifting my hands to my face. My cheeks were wet with my tears.
“Markos,” I whimpered, panicked.
“Shhhh. Everything is going to be alright. I’ll make you feel better, Kassandra,” he purred, and the sound was calming. The bed shifted beside me and instead of flinching, I found myself curling toward his warmth.
“You’ll understand everything soon. Just one more trial and then it’ll all make perfect sense,” he whispered, petting my hair and holding me close to his chest. With his thumbs, he wiped my cheeks and dried away the remnants of my tears and I melted into his embrace.
