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I’d become the beast I needed to be.
I was silent as I stood up from the bed, taking her upper arm in my fingers, pulling her up with me. She rose reluctantly, wary of my touch yet undaunted by it.
I knew what she expected. To be slapped or beaten. No. I wouldn’t do that. She deserved to be treated better than a common slave. Kira was a prize, worthy of the time and effort it took to conquer her completely.
I moved her away from the bed, so that I had room to circle around her body. Her head turned to watch me as I planned my next move.
My eyes flicked up to a series of O-ring hooks that descended from the ceiling. I grinned as a plan formulated into my head.
Kira was going to be my centerpiece.
I snapped my fingers and the O-rings responded to my command and came down slowly, to a level where I could reach them. Then, I retrieved a few bundles of black rope from an armoire off to the side of our bedroom.
I noticed then that Kira faltered just a little, but I didn’t pause for a second. She watched me gather my tools and I saw her tremble as realization dawned over her.
I was going to hang her from the ceiling. She was going to be my showpiece, but that wasn’t all. Once she was in the air, I was going show her she had no way to deny me what I really wanted.
Her tight little asshole gripping my cock.
I placed her arms behind her back, having her grip her wrists on either side with her hands. I needed to ensure that once she was in the air she would be comfortable, because she was going to be there a while. I wound rope around her torso and threaded one end through the nearest ring.
I then had her lie on her back, where I forced her knees open and spread her legs wide. I bent them so that her calves pressed against the backs of her thighs and wound the rope around her so that she couldn’t straighten her legs.
Once I had her in the position I wanted, I took a few more bundles of rope and wound them around the O-rings. I fed them through a few strategic places in my ties and finally, when I was ready, hoisted her up by gripping all the ropes at once
.
She whimpered at first as soon as she took to the air, but I had tied her in such a manner that her weight was spread across all of the ropes, and that she would be comfortable for a good long while.
Her body was a masterpiece. She hung in a seated position, her breasts jutting out and her knees spread, her heels touching her ass, giving me the most delectable view of her soaking wet cunt. I hadn’t hoisted her overly high, just to my hip level and I grinned in anticipation of what was to come next.
The ropes had a certain sense of unsteadiness, but I had known that from the start. I saw her struggle and test the bonds, but as soon as she did, it threw her off balance. It would make fighting what I had planned especially difficult.
Her eyes shot daggers toward me once she realized this.
“Kira. You like this, don’t you,” I questioned, watching as a drop of her arousal rolled down her thigh.
“No,” she answered, too quickly, her face all too red.
I chuckled, not glorifying her lie with a response. Instead, I retrieved an implement from my dresser. A crop, with an oversized leather piece at its end.
Without a word, I approached her and flicked it down, the leather slapping the folds of her pussy with a resounding crack.
“Lie to me again, and I’ll punish this pussy until I see tears trickle down those cheeks of yours,” I warned, and she whimpered, her eyes blinking as the shock of what I had done took over her senses.
Her legs jerked, trying to close, but the ropes held her open, keeping her cunt on display for any punishment I deemed necessary. I could see her needy clit emerge from its hood as her cunt clenched with want.
I smacked her pussy once more with my crop.
She cried out and her head flew back, the only part of her that had relatively free range of motion. Her entire body shuddered, her hips bucking slightly toward me. Reaching forward, I touched her, and she started.
“Look at this naughty cunt. Sopping wet. I think you like when I punish you,” I pressed, and her cheeks flamed red. She nervously shook her head.
Closer now, I slapped her pussy with my palm, the wet sound echoing around us.
Moaning with her shame, she tried to hide her face, but there was no escaping me.
“Such a dirty wicked human, look at how wet you are. You want me to fuck you,” I whispered into her ear. “I bet as soon as I touch your tight little asshole, you’re going to want to come.”
