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She had the green tie she’d gifted him around her eyes, blocking her sight so she was unable to see anything. Her flesh pebbled up as Colin helped her kneel on a cushion.
“You don’t know where we are because I haven’t yet shown you this room. But before I take the tie off, we need to have a talk. First of all, are you comfortable, baby?”
“Yes.”
“Scared?”
“…No. Nervous, but not scared.” Olivia licked her lips, adjusting her weight on her knees. She was thankful for the thin dress he’d had her put on before carrying her to the room.
“Good.” Olivia heard a thunk as Colin put a chair in front of where she knelt and sat momentarily. He lit a cigar and puffed for a second before speaking. “Tell me what you remember of page three of our contract.”
Olivia hesitated, not expecting the question.“Uhm…we can only do this two times a year. There’s stuff in there like suspension, board binding, water, fire use, electricity use.” She stopped and swallowed hard, feeling her skin become hot. She shivered, feeling her nipples distend.
His words from when they were signing the contract came to the forefront of her mind.
"Now, imagine tiny bolts of electricity on these sensitive nipples while I have my lips wrapped around your clit, making you orgasm over and over again. Making you take it like the good girl I know you can be.”
Olivia bit her lip, feeling dizzy.
“Yes. Toys too, whips, rope, other things…but I’m curious as to which one of these things scares or intimidates you the most?” Colin tilted his head, regarding her sitting quietly on the cushion.
“I think…I think the fire makes me scared.”
“What about it scares you?”
“I’m okay with being hit. I just don’t want to be burned,” she said a little louder.
“What if I told you I could make it feel good?”
Olivia gave a half laugh. “Come on, Sir. I know you’re good at sex, but even you can’t control the elements?”
Colin leaned forward and took the tie off, staring at her.
“Can’t I?” he whispered, and Olivia felt the sweet hot weight of desire weighing her down at his blatantly confident tone. His eyes flickered from her eyes to her lips as her jaw dropped open and her eyes widened, taking in their surroundings.
“What is this place?” she breathed, her face and chest flushing as her eyes darted here and there, trying to take everything in at once.
“I was busy having this built, while we were looking for you,” Colin said simply, standing up and moving the chair to the other side of the room. He walked back to her and spread his legs. Folding his arms behind his back. “It took a lot of my time and did much to keep me sane. Sometimes the only thing keeping me going was knowing that I was going to get you back, and then beat the fuck out of you for running.”
He stood silent, watching her breathing deepen the more she was able to take in and process.
Olivia shivered, seeing the entire room the size of their bedroom colored in a deep charcoal gray color. Even the ceiling was the same color as the walls, making the room feel more intimate. The floor was huge tiles of gray slate and the walls were lit with recessed lighting in the perimeter of the room, currently on a dimmed setting creating a romantic atmosphere. The lights highlighted a wall of wooden cabinets, and a floor to ceiling wall of mirrors behind Colin’s back.
Suddenly, her eyes landed on a spot above his head, and he smiled as she stilled, seeing a huge, formidable looking iron rack, her eyes lowered, seeing ropes that hung down, the pulley system that controlled them, and what was underneath. Just a simple, small elegant looking firepit that was covered.
“S-Sir, where’s the bed? Why is there no bed?” she breathed. Her eyes went impossibly wide.
“We have a bed sweetie, it’s in our bedroom. This room is not for comfort. It’s for pain.” he stood there calmly while her eyes did another slow perusal. Olivia nodded almost absentmindedly. “The room leads out into our bathroom… if we need it.”
Her eyes traveled back up his body before meeting his. She stayed silent.
“I need you to trust me, Olivia. Do you trust me?” he said, his voice coming out hoarse. “I can give you what we both so desperately need. I know your body hurts, let me make it better.” He brought a hand up to her cheek, caressing her gently.
Olivia stared into his eyes, seeing the love there. Feeling nurtured. “Please don’t hurt me, not like that,” she whispered, her lips tightened.
“I’ll make it hurt just enough. Just enough baby…to give you relief.” His fingers tightened on her cheek.
Olivia stayed quiet, but her chest heaved nervously. She licked her trembling lips, trying to speak, to say something.
