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“You should know by now, Theodora, that I don’t wait for anything, and I certainly won’t wait to take you.”
“Have me,” I correct him, gritting my teeth as he pulls my other arm behind my back, securing it into the handcuffs.
“No, sweetheart.Take you. I told you you’re mine, mind, body, and soul. If I want to have you, then I’ll ask for your permission. But you’re already mine, Theodora Harlow, so I’m taking what’s mine.”
King steps back and looks me up and down. Hands bound above my ass, my chest pushed forwards, and with calloused fingers, he pulls the top of the shirt away from my body and peers down the white material.
“Mmm, you really are a sight to behold, Theodora.” With strong hands, he rips the shirt right open, baring my body for his eyes to feast upon.
My chest is partially covered in a black harness bra, my nipples covered in lace, but strips of material case my breasts in three different directions. My black lace thong matches, with three thin strings decorating my hips, exposing my skin. King’s shirt hangs loosely off my arms, pooling at the wrists where I’m handcuffed behind my back.
Scooping me into his arms, King walks across the shards of glass covering his black carpet, his shoes crunching the glass into even smaller pieces.
Throwing me on the bed, I land on my side and look up at him, scowling, and in an awkward position, but King just smiles and starts to undress himself.
“On your knees, sweetheart,” he says, helping me up into a kneeling position at the foot of the bed. Climbing in front of me, King lies effortlessly on his back, one hand tucked under his head to support it.
Without waiting for further instruction, I shuffle on my knees so I’m straddling his hips and resting my lace-covered pussy against his bare cock that’s standing proudly.
“Seeing you handcuffed is almost as breathtaking as the first time,” he groans as I start to rub up and down on his dick.
I think back to that night all those months ago, to King walking me through the prison building, guiding my cuffed hands forwards, his back pressed a little too close to mine for someone you consider an enemy.
“You weren’t a very nice man then,” I say and watch him cock a brow, his hands finding their place on my hips, guiding me up and down his length.
“I’m not a nice man now,” he challenges back.
“You let your men see me naked. You let a lot of men see me naked,” I whisper at him and his body stiffens, a strong hand gripping my throat in its usual place, dragging me forward so we’re nose to nose.
“I’ll shoot every motherfucker who saw you naked,” he seethes.
“Good job Dax didn’t look then, hmm?” I mock and his grip around my throat tightens.
“Uncuff me, King, let me play.” I smile, a mischievous look in my eye that I know will bring him around.
King leans over to the bedside table and retrieves a key that he must’ve placed there earlier and, reaching his hands behind my back, unlocks one of the cuffs. I sit up and place my palm out in front of him, asking for the key.
King places it into my open hand and leans back, his head resting on his arms whilst he watches me unlock the other cuff to free my wrist, when a shit-eating grin plasters its way across my face.
“What are you smiling at, sweetheart?” King questions, and I lean down to kiss him passionately on the lips, distracting him whilst I fiddle with the handcuffs, looping them through the bars.
“Just how much I’m looking forward to seeing you cuffed up for a change.” I pull away and before he can consider my words, I cuff both wrists to the gold metal frame and admire my handiwork.
Jerking his hands away, he realises he’s fucked and watches me swirl the key around my finger.
“Oh, how the tables have turned.” I smile and stand up on the bed, looming over him.
“Theodora, uncuff me right now,” he spits as anger radiates from him.
“No, I think I’m going to have a little fun first. But don’t worry,” I reply, shrugging the shirt from my arms and onto the bed at my feet. “I’ll make sure it’s fun for you, too.”
I kneel back down onto the bed in between his widened legs and lower my head to his erect cock that seems to be harder than it was before. Maybe King likes to be restricted and that’s why he gets off on doing it to me.
“Theodora,” King says, irritated but aroused.
I lick his shaft from the base all the way up to the tip, licking off the precum that’s beading, and watch him shudder, his cock jerking in pleasure.
After teasing him a little more, I stand and hook my fingers under the thin strings that sit on my hips and pull them down, baring my pussy for him. Slipping one finger into my folds, I moan as I swipe my clit and pull it away to reveal it glistening in my wetness. I lean over and place my finger in King's mouth, his tongue swirling around it, and I let it fall out of his mouth with a small pop.
