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I know they’ll love whatever I do to them, it won’t be much torture, but I need to do this anyway.
“Do your worst, princess.” My lips pull into a huge grin from Theon’s words. It’s become a saying now between all of us to do our worst, knowing each of us will do just that. We don’t hold back on each other, and I don’t plan to start now.
I have them chained up in the torture room with their arms above their heads, wearing only their boxers. The sight is utterly delicious, seeing their muscular bodies under my control.I can definitely see the appeal of having me chained like this.
I’m genuinely surprised they agreed to this. Ace was not on board with the idea at all, Blais was a little too eager for the idea, and Theon felt like he owed it to me to do this. Ace finally came around when he realized it would mean a lot to me, especially since he’s the one who nearly killed me. I may or may not have guilt tripped him into it, but to be honest, this is a fantasy of mine.
“Hmm, where to start, where to start.” I look over the tray of weapons trying to decide which method of torture I’ll start with. Picking up a large knife, I examine the sharp blade, before I walk toward Ace who looks less than pleased to be in this position.
Reaching up to squeeze his neck, I make sure he’s looking at me with those mesmerizing green eyes. “Remember, good boys get rewards, bad boys don’t. Isn’t that right, my sweet Acehole?” I taunt him, loving the angry scowl on his face.
“Just get this over with so I can bend you over and fuck that tight pussy until you remember who owns you.”
It’s funny how he thinks he owns me.
“Patience, Acey.” I run the knife along his neck, slowly pressing it into his skin until a small drop of blood trickles down his bare muscled chest. Dragging the blade lower on his body, I follow the trail of blood, coating the metal in the thick crimson substance, until I reach his hardened cock hidden behind his boxers. I gently glide the sharp point over his erection.
“Zamira,” he growls at me, the more I press the blade into his dick. “Watch it.”
“What? Afraid I’ll cut it off?” I taunt him, making his breath hitch. I’m too selfish to do that; I want his thick cock pounding me for the rest of my life. But it sure is fun to make him squirm.
“With you, I can never be too sure.”
“Hmm, you’re right about that.” I push it harder into his cock, making him groan. “But it’s a lot more useful when it’s buried deep inside me.”
I move the blade back to his stomach, running it along his skin before I cut him right below his left nipple, then I move over to the right. He hisses, but takes the pain without complaining.
Moving to his right pec, I get an idea. He said he owns me, but I’m going to remind him that I own him too. I slowly drag the knife, not deep enough to need stitches, but enough to lightly scar his skin. I then turn it, dragging it down at an angle and finish off with one line at the bottom. I take a step back from him, looking at the fresh letter ‘Z’ carved into his skin, and smirk. Now he has a constant reminder that his ass is mine.
I love the look of my initial marking his skin. I might just do that to all of them.
To be honest, this is more like foreplay than anything else right now, but it feels good knowing they understand they’ve fucked up in the past. I don’t want to hurt them like they hurt me, but we all love the pain so this isn’t anything different than what they’d do to me.
I leave Ace to bleed for a little bit, before moving on to Theon. I don’t have to think about what I’m going to use on him. I go back to the table picking up the spiked riding crop he used on me before, running my fingers along the tight leather top with the spikes on it.
“I’m going to hit you seven times, make sure you count.” Stepping up to him, I glide the crop from his arm all the way down to his belly button before pulling it back to hit him right across the stomach. He doesn’t count, taunting me with his defiance. “Don’t forget to count, big guy, otherwise I won’t be sucking your monster cock later tonight.”
He groans, “One.”
“Good boy.”
I hit him in the same exact spot, seeing the red marks growing against his dark skin. “Two.”
I move behind his large frame and land a swat to his back. “Three.” Hearing him obey my command makes me even more turned on. All of this is getting me worked up, knowing our fuck fest later is going to be explosive.
Moving to his plump ass, I swat it hard, making his back arch from the pain. “Four,” he hisses.
“Take it like I know you can,” I say, using the exact words Ace said to me when Theon’s cock was ripping me apart.
I feel like a dominatrix right now. I might be a little too into it.
“Anything for you, princess.” I hit his ass three times in a row as he counts each time, making me feel satisfied with how much control I have. I come back around to stand in front of each of them looking at my three sexy men.
Moving to stand in front of Blais, he’s looking at me with pure excitement ready for whatever punishment I’m about to deal out to him.
“Any special requests?” I look at him, grinning back at his infectious smile.
“Light me up, darling. I wanna feel those sparks.” Interesting. I figured he’d want blood, but I’ll give my man what he wants. I go to grab the stun baton, before walking back over to my pink-haired psycho.
