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And I couldn’t do it.
“One.” He reached inside the closet, his massive hand wrapping around my wrist. As he pulled me out and onto my feet, the amber glow in the room allowed me to see the burning hunger in his eyes. They pierced through me like a knife, cutting into my heart and soul. He slid his other hand around the back of my neck, holding me in place as he took several steps away from the closet, dragging me with him.
I was trembling all over, darting my eyes back and forth. His scent was even more intoxicating, pulling me into the same vacuum that always left me spinning, desperate for him.
He smoothed down my hair, taking his time to tangle his fingers in my long strands, shaking his head back and forth very slowly. His cock was rock hard, throbbing as he pressed it into my stomach. He was so handsome, his chiseled features only adding to his powerful aura. “What am I going to do with you, Aspen? My sweet, beautiful kitten.”
“I…”
“Ssshhh… No need to answer. You know exactly what I must do. Don’t you, my love?”
I nodded, a cold chill slithering down my spine.
“Now, you’re going to be a very good girl while I prepare to discipline you. Do you understand me?”
“Yes, sir.” Respect. I’d learned about respect early on, his need to assert authority always in the forefront of his mind. Tonight wasn’t the time to fight him any longer. Not if I wanted sweet bliss.
I was almost desperate for his touch, and he always seemed to know what I needed. He slid his hand down my arm, moving his fingers past the handcuffs, flicking the tip of one back and forth across my nipple. I was shaking to the core, no longer able to feel my legs.
“So gorgeous. You’re just perfect in every way,” he whispered as he swirled his finger several times before pinching my hardened bud between his thumb and forefinger. “I think you’d look incredible with your nipples pierced. Don’t you?”
“Yes, sir.” The pain was biting, but almost instantly rolled into the extreme pleasure I craved. I closed my eyes, mewing as he twisted harder before moving to my other breast and repeating the action. This was only a taste, a mere morsel of what I craved, and he knew it. He was making me wait until the round of discipline was completed. I wasn’t certain I could wait that long.
“I think that’s what we’ll do this weekend.” When he shifted his hand down my stomach, sliding his fingers between my legs, I was no longer able to hold back a ragged moan. “You’re wet. Very wet in fact. Maybe we’ll have your clit pierced as well.” He chuckled darkly as he rolled his finger around my clit several times, finally pinching the tender tissue as he’d done with my nipples.
The following wave of anguish was brief but beautiful. The scent of my raging desire wafted between us, another telling of our mortal sin. I would never be able to break free from his spell.
Never.
I tipped my head, staring up at the ceiling, studying the way the light cast various shadows across the surface. They were ominous but inviting, drawing me further into his perpetual darkness.
“You are very hungry tonight, my kitten.”
“Yes. Yes, sir.”
“Then you shall have everything you crave, but only after you’re punished. Come with me into the playroom.”
The playroom. I’d dreaded the place the moment I’d set foot inside. The various instruments of pain had been carefully collected, his cabinets of implements unlike anything I’d ever seen before. Now I grew excited every time I was invited inside, which had been only recently. My mouth watered even though I continued to tremble.
He took his time walking us toward the door, opening it slowly as if lifting the lid to Pandora’s Box. The single light switch activated a series of highlights, some creating a glow around a different apparatus. As always happened, my breath skipped, my heart racing. This had been his world.
Now it was also mine.
And I never wanted it to end.
“What shall we choose tonight?” he asked as if he would allow me to choose at all.
“Whatever you determine.”
He pressed his head against my neck, darting his tongue back and forth across my earlobe. “You are so special to me. I am very hungry tonight. Let’s give you salvation. Shall we?”
Salvation.
It was the one thing he’d needed desperately, the one aspect of his life that had nearly derailed him. I was his strength. I was his hope for the future.
I was his.
The light to his darkness.
