My panties.
“Fuck,” I growl, trying to jerk my way out of these chains, but it’s no use. I’m stuck here, left to his mercy, and his mercy has long disintegrated. I don’t understand. They were just panties. “How did you—”
“Your panties are lined with a special kind of vibrating pad that only activates on my command.” He holds up the device with the buttons and tosses it in the air. “Handy little thing, if you ask me.”
“How dare you,” I growl.
“I didn’t do anything … you put those panties on,” he says, pointing at my legs, making me hyper aware of the fact that he can see me squirm. “You’ve got no one to blame but yourself.”
I swear, he raised the intensity again, but I can’t tell. I can barely look at him without wanting to moan, and I hate it.
“That’s it … feel the delicious shockwaves forcing you to come to terms with your captivity,” he says, taking delight in the fact that I’m strapped to the bed.
“You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” I clutch my legs together, trying to keep the pleasure at bay, but it only makes it harder.
He smiles. “I try not to … After all, this is your punishment.”
This is my punishment? That means … “So you’ll let me out after this is over?”
“Over?” He laughs so diabolically that it makes me want to look away. “We’re only just beginning.”
I gasp in shock as he turns around and walks off. “No, wait!”
“Good luck and try not to come too many times. I’d like you to save some for me.”
He marches out and closes the door behind him but not before pushing the button so many times to increase the intensity that the last thing he hears coming from my mouth is a long-drawn-out moan echoing through my room.
Chapter 10
Eli
The moment I left her there, all by herself, simmering in her own rage and desire, I knew I’d made the right decision. She’s going to make a great pet. At least, for as long as I’ll have her under my wing. I don’t know how long that will be yet, but it depends on her, not me. She may think otherwise, but I am not the one who chose this. She did.
She asked me to punish her, so I will, no matter how much she resists. No matter how much she pretends she doesn’t want it, she said those words for a reason. And it is my job to make her realize why.
I readjust my fly after listening to her moan out loud again. I did not want to toy with her yet, but her incessant need to question my motives and my character gave me no choice. I don’t take kindly to girls thinking they can one-up me. The more she fights, the more she tries to wriggle her way under my skin, the more I will force her to submit and obey.
Eventually, she’ll understand. Maybe not now … but it won’t take long with those vibrating panties clinging to her pussy, forcing her to come and come and come until she’s lost track. I should’ve told her to count. I smirk from just the thought, but somehow, my cock pushes back against the fabric of my pants too. It can’t help but react to the sounds she’s making. Normally, it wouldn’t faze me, but this girl … this girl is something else. From the moment I spotted her, I knew she was perfect and that she’d make it hard on me, but I like a challenge.
Still, I have to admit when she asked me if I was going to fuck her, the possibility did briefly pass through my mind. She looked so beautiful in that nude dress, ripe and ready for the taking. And the way she arched her neck when my lips grazed her skin almost made me want to kiss her right there and then.
She’s already gotten under my skin, but I won’t let her notice that. No, even when she was squirming and mewling underneath me, I forced myself to stop when I so desperately wanted to take what I wanted from her.
And that … that is my sin.
Tasting the fruit is forbidden if it doesn’t serve a purpose, which is why I’ve made it my life’s mission to use my desire. Lust isn’t the objective. It’s a tool to gain access to the most private parts of a person’s soul. And once they’ve given that up … they’re done for.
I rummage in my pocket and press the button to up the vibrations once more, and her moans are audible all the way from the staircase. A devilish smile forms on my lips. Oh, little angel … when this is all over, you’re going to beg for more.
Amelia
I don’t know how many hours passed, but it’s enough to make me want to faint. I’ve had so many orgasms that I’ve lost count. Each as overwhelming as the next, but none as bad as the ones that happened after the vibrations were upped again and again. Even when I thought it couldn’t get worse, Eli proved me wrong, and it’s driving me insane with lust.