Tormented

“So I’m not the quiet type.”

“I can tell.”

She felt his thumb at her bottom lip.

“I might require you to be silent,” he said softly, “just for the fun of it. Or I could simply gag you. You got a preference?”

“Yes. None of the above.”

He chuckled, then pushed his thumb into her mouth. Instinctively, she began to suck it.

“Good pet,” he crooned.

She wanted to kick herself for the delight his compliment sparked. It wasn’t like she was hard up for praise, so why did she like pleasing him?

He pressed down on her tongue. She sucked harder. Would he make her suck his cock next? She remembered the blow job she had given him at Jake’s cabin. She had never had to work so hard before because he’d come like three times without ejaculating. She still couldn’t quite wrap her head around a non-ejaculating orgasm.

But he had come normally in the shower. So maybe she might get lucky again. Maybe multiple orgasms weren’t the norm for Ben. One would think that a woman would be ecstatic to find a guy who could stay hard like Ben. But it made him capable of so much more...and that made Kimani nervous.

“Don’t you have to get ready for your meeting?” she asked after he had withdrawn his thumb.

He pulled her to her feet. “I’ll worry about the meeting.”

The robe was pushed off her shoulders. He led her a few steps from the bed. Orienting herself, she guessed that she was standing next to the tall metal frame that reminded her of a high-bar from men’s gymnastics. Only this frame, if she recalled correctly, had leather cuffs dangling from the center.

She was correct.

He lifted an arm above her head, and a cuff soon encircled her wrist. The same was repeated with her other arm.

She should have escaped when she’d had the chance.

“What—are we starting the punishment?” she asked.

“Shhh. Just enjoy the moment.”

How was she supposed to do that blindfolded and locked to a metal frame? She didn’t like not knowing what to expect. It was why she didn’t read or watch a lot of thrillers. Too much suspense.

“I’d enjoy it a lot more if you clued me in on what’s going to happen,” she told him.

“You should know it’s not as exciting without the element of surprise.”

Fuck exciting.

She didn’t want exciting.

“You want to be at my complete mercy. Right, pet?”

She groaned. His seductive voice made it sound inviting. But, no, she didn’t want to be at his complete mercy.

His hand gripped the back of her neck, making her gasp.

“Right, pet?”

“Y-Yes.”

“You don’t sound convinced.”

“What else am I supposed to say?” she retorted.