I can't keep her against her will and continue to push her limits when she is miserable. That wouldn't work for me.
I wanted her to accept me, but that plan was no longer valid. I believe she would have stayed with me if it weren't for the tubal ligation.
No matter how much I want her, I cannot take the chance of her getting pregnant. Children are not negotiable. Of course, I could easily grab her aftershe escapes and immediately take her to the Island or another one of my properties, but I no longer want that.
As much as it kills me, it's time to release her. I looked at her, feeling a loss I hadn't felt in over thirteen years.
"Grab Tuna and his carrier Kitlyn. Pack your clothes as well. I will bring you home. You can remove me from these cuffs. You have my word; I will release you. I only want you to be happy with your life now."
I kept my tone low and gentle. I was being honest, and I wanted her to trust me.
"At first, you were nothing but a toy for me to play with. I had no feelings towards you as a human being and did not care about your emotions. I was going to just fuck you and provide the basic necessities while throwing in some extra essentials for your obedience, but that changed over time."
I couldn't believe I was confessing this to her, but she had broken through a part of my heart that I thought no longer existed. "I know I am a monster, Kit, but you matter to me, and I just want you to enjoy your life. I will help you get out of here. Please uncuff me. I promise I will let you go."
Kitlyn
My hands are sweating, and the old familiar lump in my throat has reappeared. Of course, it feels like I can't swallow, and I hate that feeling. I don't want to end up in full-blown panic mode.
As much as I wanted to punish him for everything he subjected me to, I couldn't violate the man. I was so upset at first, but after lubing up his ass andsaturating the butt toy, I couldn't bring myself to hurt him.
I had great intentions, but my anger dissipated, and I didn't feel as victorious as I thought I would. My freedom is all I want. I no longer need revenge, and I have no intention of turning him in.
A lot of good that would do, anyway. Even if I called the authorities right now, they might have taken him to jail, but I know he would have gotten out with the help of the CIA, and I would be looking over my shoulder for the rest of my life.
I did not want him as an enemy, that's for sure. No, I needed to be on his good side. Otherwise, I would lose. I contemplated freeing him from the cuffs.
I could leave him bound up and contact Joey to remove them to set him free. By that time, I would be long gone, but he would only hunt me down again, so if he says he is going to set me free, then I believe him…I think.
I was apprehensive about what he would do to me if I released him. I looked down at him, lying there naked on the kitchen floor. God, he was such a gorgeous man. I must give credit where credit is due.
He was sculpted like a friggan Greek God. He was so handsome it was almost painful to leave. Maybe I was stupid and trusted him too much, but I decided to let him go. I didn't think he would punish me too harshly if he lied. After all, I never hurt him physically. Maybe his pride was a little bruised, but at least I didn't take his ass like he did mine.
I didn't beat him with the flogger either.
I only kneed his balls twice.
I hope he will forgive me for that. Once his hands were free, I would deal with whatever consequencesI might face. If he punishes me, I hope he at least shows me the same courtesy I just showed him, but this was Atlas. He had no compassion for anyone.
The spankings no longer bothered me. I enjoyed them. Imagine that? He taught me how to relax and give in to the feeling so I could take whatever he gave me without fear.
I may regret this, but fuck it. I stood up from the chair and grabbed the keys to the cuffs.
Before I unlocked them, I sat across his stomach with my naked pussy resting on the tufts of his hair.
I leaned over and whispered into his ear softly."If I set you free. You promise you won't hurt me for what I have done?"
His beautiful grey eyes stared into mine.
What did I see? Relief, hurt, loss? I wasn't sure.
"Kitten. I mean, Kitlyn, you have my word. I will not hurt you, and Iwillgive you back your freedom."
I slid across his stomach, dragging my still-soaked pussy along with me. His cock instantly shot up.
He still had a fucking hard-on,even after all this shit.
I almost laughed at its absurdity. Leaning over the leg of the table, I released one hand and then the other. I could feel my heart thumping through my chest. My mouth went dry, and my stomach flipped as he rubbed both wrists. I was still sitting on his stomach, frozen in fear.
