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“Such as?”
“Wait and see little doe.” I strip her clothes from her body slowly. Every tremor adds to my twisted satisfaction. She’s scared. Excited. Perhaps both.
As the last piece of clothing hits the floor, her body is laid bare before me, and it’s a sight to behold. She’s shivering, her arms instinctively moving to cover herself. “Arms at your sides,” I order.
She obeys immediately, her hands falling away to reveal her beautiful, naked body.
Reaching down, I pick up the roll of duct tape. I can’t help but admire her skin, glowing in the dim light. I wrap the duct tape around her chest and her arms, carefully avoiding her perfect, hard nipples. Her breath hitches as the tape adheres to her skin, her body tensing under my touch. Once done, the tape restrains her and makes her powerless. Her nipples are pebbled and begging for attention.
I take a step back, admiring my handiwork. “Beautiful,” I murmur to myself. “Now, let’s see how you handle my kind of fun, little doe.”
I grab a vibrator from the drawer in the nightstand and turn it on, delighting in the way she flinches. And then I force her to lie down and part her pretty thighs wide.
Without warning, I press the vibe against her clit, and she bucks and cries out in shock. “Dante,” she calls my name as I keep it against her clit, enjoying the way she squirms.
The vibration is relentless and persistent while I tease her. She writhes, moaning, the sound primal. I can’t resist bending down, my mouth trailing heated kisses along her inner thigh, drawing a muffled sob from her. “You like that, huh?” I’m taunting her now, drawing out her desire until she’s a whimpering mess beneath me.
“Yes.” Her answer is strained.
I halt all movements, leaving her panting.
“Here comes the part that might hurt, little doe.” My hand wraps around the flogger I’d positioned under my bed, my fingers running over the leather strands. She bites her lip in anticipation, fear, and excitement. Then, without warning, I lash it across her stomach. She cries out, the sound echoing off the walls.
Again and again, I bring the flogger down, each lash eliciting a cry from her that’s half pleasure, half pain. I watch her squirm, her body arching into the whip. There’s something addictive about the way she takes the pain, the way her lips part in a soundless scream with each stroke.
She surprises me when she gasps, “More...” Her voice is a whisper, barely audible.
I pause, staring at her.
“More pain?” I confirm.
She nods in response. A part of me wishes I could look into her eyes and see what demons haunt them. I can’t help but wonder why she craves and needs it. The memory of her talking about her abusive ex flashes in my mind.
Is this her way of coping?
I shake off the thought, focusing on the woman before me, her body ripe and red and begging for more. And I give it to her. Because a girl this addicted to pain is my perfect equal. I love doling it out.
“Oh fuck, Dante. I’m going to?—”
I stop flogging her and wrap my hand around her throat, blocking off her exclamation, and then I shove three fingers into her cunt to feel her release. “Dirty little doe, coming from pain alone.” I press my lips to her neck as she spasms against me, her muscles clenching my fingers hard. “So fucking perfect,” I muse.
Madison’s breathing is erratic when I release her throat, knowing the lack of oxygen would have made her orgasm so much better. “How do you feel?”
She doesn’t speak for a while, focusing on regaining a normal breathing pattern. “Amazing,” she finally manages to whisper. “Are you going to untie me?”
I smirk at her naivety. “We’re far from finished. It’s my turn to feel something good,” I breathe.
She shudders as I lift her and position her on her back so she’s lying with her head off the edge of the bed, neck resting against the corner of the mattress. “What are?—”
I silence her by placing the head of my cock against her lips. “I’m going to fuck your throat,” I say. “And since there’s no way you can say a safe word, you’ll have to snap your fingers if you need me to stop. Can you try that?”
She manages to snap them despite being bound.
“Good girl. Now open for me.”
She moans and willingly opens her mouth, allowing my dick to slide in.
Her lips close around me, the velvety warmth of her mouth sending jolts of pleasure down my spine. I grasp a fistful of her hair, guiding my cock deeper into her throat, the tight constriction making me groan. I start to thrust, slow at first, letting her get used to the depth. Each push-in makes her gag, tears streaming down her cheeks, soaking the blindfold. “Beautiful,” I growl, pumping into her faster, harder. The sounds of her choking, her struggling for breath, they turn me on like nothing else.
