I stand up and walk over to the bed. “I leave you here for a couple of hours, and you break my dog.” I whistle, and Coco jumps and runs over to me. “She’s trained to protect and kill.” I look over at Ezra. “You may have found her softer side, but do you want to see how quickly she can switch from that docile puppy you were just petting?”
Ezra gets up from the floor and walks over to the bed. “It wouldn’t surprise me. The way she almost mauled me when I walked in was proof enough. I think I’ll hold onto the one friend I have left a little while longer, thanks.”
“Coco, bed,” I command and point; she hurries off to her bed by the door and lays down. I turn my attention to Ezra, who stands by the window of the bedroom and looks out. I take out the new phone I bought for her and walk over to her. Turning her to face me, I hold up the cell phone to her. She looks at it and back at me again.
“What’s that?”
“Your new phone.” Her eyes light up, and she straightens from her leaning position against the window and takes the cell phone from my hand.
She frowns and eyes me cautiously. “What’s the catch?”
“I don’t need to remind you of our previous discussion. Trusting people doesn’t come easy to me. One wrong move and I’ll lock you away for good, and the only place you’ll be seeing your loved ones will be at their funeral.” I tell her gravely, and she nods in understanding. “Good. Now, let’s get to your punishment, shall we?” Ezra looks at me, alarmed, her eyes wide and unblinking.
“P-punishment?”
I step closer, pressing her against the window, and stare down into her face. “Punishment,” I whisper, licking my lips as I lean in closer till our noses almost touch. “You didn’t think I forgot about your little eye roll incident in Vegas now, did you?” I lift her chin up and lean in close, so my lips brush hers when I whisper to her. “I told you, if you roll your eyes at me again, I’m going to give you something to scream about.”
“Damien pl—”
“Don’t waste your breath. Save your pleading because you’re going to need it.” I pull back and gaze into her eyes. “By the time I get back, I want you naked and spread out, ready for me on the bed. Understand?” She swallows hard and nods slowly. “Good.”
“What are you going to do to me?” She murmurs when I pull away from her. I smile and walk around the bed.
“Naked. On the bed. Now.” I leave the bedroom and walk to the kitchen to gather a couple of items I’m going to need. I open the freezer and pull out some ice cubes and drop them in a glass. I walk back to the bedroom, and I’m pleased to see Ezra naked and spread out on my bed. She’s watching me warily as I move around the room, gathering various items from my drawer, restraints to tie her up with, massage wand, feather. I toss the items on the bed and move over to her. “Arms up.” She falters but eventually lifts her arms up above her head. I wrap the ties around her wrists, and she gasps when I pull it tight and secure it around the bedposts. I brush my finger along her jaw, and her eyes close at my touch.
“Spread your legs.” I move to the foot of the bed and restrain her feet to each bedpost. Ezra squirms, and I smirk when she groans. I tug my shirt off and toss it aside. “Bend your knees.” I crawl up on the bed and lean over her. Ezra peers up at me, her chest rising and falling quickly with anticipation. “What’s your favorite color.”
She bites her lip. “Um…blue.”
“That’s your safe word. When you can’t take anymore, or it gets too much, you shout your safe word, and I stop. Understand?” She nods and licks her lips. “Good girl.” I reach over and grab the glass full of ice and pick one out. I put the ice cube between my teeth and brush it over her lips. She gasps a little when it touches her lips.
I trail it down her neck and down to her breasts, stopping at each nipple. Ezra hisses and arches up, her nipple perking up instantly. I repeat the process on the other until both her nipples are erect. I suck one rosy nipple in my mouth and tug hard. Ezra moans in delight. I palm and squeeze both her breasts while I lick and bite her nipples, making her whimper and moan. “Did you know that you could orgasm just having your nipples played with, pretty girl?”
Ezra shakes her head, wetting her lips. I smile and pick up the feather and brush it over her nipples teasingly, and she moans. I continue trailing the feather over her breasts, which were now full and heavy, her nipples erect, goosebumps rise all over her body. I pick up the bottle of oil and pour a generous amount over her and massage it into her chest. Ezra gasps and curves up into my touch when I pinch her nipple gently. Her moans and little gasps of pleasure drive me wild. I open the drawer beside the bed and pull out a bullet vibrator and turn it on before I circle the tip over and around her nipples.
“Damien..” Ezra whimpers, squirming from side to side, biting down on her bottom lip.
“Relax, pretty girl,” I command, sucking her other nipple teasingly. I feel her body quiver under my lips, and she rocks her hips, her thighs pressing together.
I can tell she’s close because her angelic face is all flushed, her legs are trembling as she climbs higher and closer to her release. “Oh my…God. Damien, I’m…”
Smiling, I continue to tease her nipples until she shudders and quakes. “Uhhhh yes, yes, I’m coming!” I observe her, soaking up her every sound, her every movement while her body pulses with pleasure. Ezra collapses on the bed, eyes closed and panting.
I shift and sit between her legs, and she lifts her head and looks at me. I brush my finger through her folds, and she gasps when I rub her clit in slow, gentle circles. She’s soaking and ready, and my mouth waters for a taste, but this isn’t about pleasure. It’s punishment.
Ezra’s head pops up when I turn the massage wand on, and it hums on the lowest setting. “What is that?” She questions, a horrified expression on her face.
“No talking.” I press the massage wand to her clit, and Ezra moans, her head thrown back, hips rocking, biting her lip as the vibrations pulse against her clit. I turn the power up to the highest setting, and she cries out, and her hips buck up from the intense pressure. “Ohhh shit!”
I slide two fingers in her pussy, and she groans, gasping, rocking her hips against my fingers. I rub her g-spot over and over, and she bellows. I feel her walls clamping down on my fingers; she was about to come. I slide my fingers out, and just before she’s about to release, I pull the wand away.
Ezra tugs the restraints and pants, grunting in frustration. I wait a couple of seconds before I press the wand against her clit again, and she moans, rocking up her hips, breathless as she’s nearing her orgasm. I pull the wand away again, and she whimpers. “Uhhh, please, Damien…”
“What, Ezra?”
“Please…”
“Please, what, Ezra? What do you want?”