The Dark Protector (Kingpin's Property 1) - Page 9

He grabs my right leg next and forces me to lift it. He ties my ankle to my already bruising left breast and I let out another cry as the pain becomes even worse. It’s hard to keep the position too. My toes hurt and I keep bouncing to relieve some tension in my sore feet.

“This is called predicament bondage, angel,” Xavier smiles affectionately as he sits down in a leather armchair in front of me. “A favorite of mine. And I especially love using it for punishments. Luckily you have good posture already, so I don’t need to train another bad habit out of you. Now it’s just your insolence that’s the problem.”

“P-Please,” I mutter, unable to meet his gaze. “Let me out of here.”

“Begging and you won’t even look me in the eye?” Xavier laughs. “Bad girl, angel. If you’re asking for something, you’d better look at me. Because I know I’m looking at you.”

That makes me snap my gaze to his, and I flush even more. He’s watching me with interest now, eyes drinking in every inch of my bare skin. He’s seeing me naked... if only I could read his mind and know what he thinks about the way I look. Either way, I don’t think I could handle it.

Embarrassingly, I’m growing wet between my legs, my thighs rubbing together with the slick drops escaping my eager pussy.

“So, do we like pain?” Xavier wonders out loud. “Or do you hate it as much as you hate me?”

“I hate it,” I whimper, trying to force the lies through my teeth. “Please, Xavier, I hate it. It’s so painful. Let me down, please.”

“Not yet,” he shakes his head as he pulls a cigar out of the case he keeps in his blazer. “Let me look at you like this for a while. You look so pretty right now. Don’t you think you look pretty?”

My brows knit together in confusion, but then he points at a mirror facing me on the opposite wall. I stare back at myself with a tear-streaked face, mascara running and my hair a mess. My tied up breast is turning purple. It looks worse than it feels. And strangely, it turns me on, ripping a small gasp of surprise from my lips while Xavier just laughs and laughs.

“You’re growing up on me so fast, Tallulah,” Xavier mutters, taking a long drag on his expensive cigar. “It won’t be too long before we get to be together, the way you wanted. Do you still want it?”

All the color drains from my face. “I d-don’t know.”

“I think you do, but it’s okay,” Xavier smirks. “Not like you have much of a choice. You’re busy paying two debts at once, angel.”

“How much longer?” I whisper, more tears streaming freely down my face. “I don’t know if I can take this anymore. Please, Xavier.”

“Just a little bit longer,” he says softly. “Take it for me, angel. I know you can do it, just for me.”

The seconds tick by slowly, minutes punctuated only by my heavy breathing.

“How much longer?” I whimper again. “Please, Xavier! It hurts so much...”

“Do you want me to make it better?”

Our eyes meet. His gaze is burning with intense darkness, but I’m afraid of what that means. Is he going to let me down, or will he leave me strung up here like a puppet?

“Yes,” I finally mutter, breaking down. “Make it better, Xavier. Make it better, please.”

He comes up behind me, making my skin prickle as he frees one of my arms before returning to his seat.

“Let me go!” I manage, struggling to undo the ties myself. But Xavier just smirks, pulling on a rope that forces me even higher up. I shriek, struggling to keep my balance on one toe alone.

“You can touch yourself, if you’d like,” Xavier suggests with a darkened expression. “If you do, you only have to take five more minutes. Okay, angel?”

I let out a huff, but my hand wanders between my legs. Self-consciously, I rub at my entrance, finding my clit and gasping as I pinch it between my fingers. Xavier laughs at me.

“So you do like pain?” he asks, grinning widely. “I fucking knew it, angel. Keep rubbing for me. Be a good girl. Let me watch you. It’ll all be over soon.”

I whimper, but continue to do as I’m told. I bring myself close, so unbearably close, but I’ve never made myself come and I don’t know if I even can. Besides, the pain keeps me from it - it’s a constant reminder of Xavier’s punishments.

“Five minutes are over, angel,” Xavier mutters, as I throw my head back in frustration, screaming out my anger. “I wish I could keep watching you for longer, but a deal is a fucking deal, right?”

I don’t know whether to be relieved or disappointed as he slowly unties me. My joints hurt and my right breast is bruised in angry purple tones. But I’m grateful it’s over.

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