"Move to the center and lie on your back," I instruct her, watching her as she does exactly what I said.Why couldn’t she have been that obedient three years ago?We would have had so much fun instead of all that drama.
I circle the bed and go to the wooden chest located against the wall on its left side.Iopen it with the key I had in my pocket, revealing all the toys I have in there, waiting for her since I got back.I had been preparing for this, even if I changed my mind for a few days, abandoning my idea of revenge, only for her desperate cries for attention on social media to get me back on track.
"Let’s go over some rules," I begin to tell her while I retrieve two pairs of handcuffs.I take one of her hands and lock the first pair around her wrist and to the left side of the iron frame of the bed.
"You can call me Sir.You have three safewords; use them if you need to.You will do everything I tell you, as you have been so far.No limits means I have free rein over you."
I walk to the other side of the bed and cuff her other hand on the bed frame as well, going back to the chest to get a wand vibrator and a belt to secure it on her.I climb on the bed with her, noticing how her eyes follow my every move, waiting like a good girl for what comes next.She will not like what comes next, though.
I place the belt on her stomach and lift her body on her side slightly, just enough to secure the belt around her waist, causing some pain to her right hand as it stretches.I turn on the vibrator and secure it on the belt, allowing it to rest against her clit.Then I move to each of the other two sides, buckling the rest of the belt straps on her thighs.I climb off the bed again, her eyes traveling with me to the other side of it.I take a few steps back to see my work, then pick up a set of vibrating clamps and approach her again to attach them to her hard nipples.
I walk toward the door but stop right in the middle of the space between the door and the bed.I turn back to take in the sight of her like this: tear-stained face, her hair messed up, naked and wet on my bed, unable to move.I find the app on my phone, hitting the button to connect it with the vibrator attached to her.
"Now, be a good girl and stay here.You are not allowed to come until I return.I will know.If you feel like you've had too much, you can tap the bed frame twice.I will be watching."
I tell her and switch to the camera app that I have set up here.I turn my phone for her to see; she looks at the screen of my phone with wide eyes and parts her lips to say something, then she stops.I can tell the vibrator, even on the lowest setting, is getting her close to an orgasm already.I slide the bar up, making it vibrate harder against her clit, and a yelp comes out of her.
I chuckle and turn it down again to the lowest setting.It is time to go back to the party, which is exactly what I do, leaving her cuffed on my bed.See you soon, Princess.
Chapter Four
Olivia
He left me.He fuckingleft me like this.I can’t believe I let a man treat me like I am a fucking toy and almost beg for it.Fuck, this feels so good, though.Focus, Olivia, you are supposed to hate this.Focus!What the fuck is wrong with me that this is turning me on more than anything else I have experienced?
I am trying to wiggle my hands out of the cuffs, but every time I do, the vibrations go up and my body trembles against the wand.Those are not fake handcuffs either; they are clearly police-type handcuffs.Where did he even find those?I can’t even think with this damn thing vibrating between my legs.Another moan slips from my mouth and the vibrations go down.His voice comes through a speaker on the side of the bed.
“Good girl.”
You sadistic fucking asshole!
There is a camera somewhere in here, and the asshole is watching me suffer.He has the nerve to praise me too.I am so pissed and turned on at the same time.I don’t even know his name.Such a great idea, Olivia, letting a guy that you don’t know finger-fuck you, fuck your mouth, and then tie you up on a damn bed in a house full of people that could walk in at any time.You don’t even know his name, you stupid slut!
My eyes drift to the door, wondering if it is actually possible for someone to enter.He must have locked the room, right?Obviously, he has some sort of familiarity with the space.Maybe he is the owner and has let Kayden use the house for the party.Before I can finish my thoughts, the vibrations go up again, and a sound leaves my mouth that I don’t even know what it was.It sounded so desperate I would be embarrassed if I weren’t so pissed.They go down for a moment, then up again.They stay on the highest setting for what seems longer than before, only to go down again and settle to the lowest setting.
That feels nice, at least; it is not enough to make me come when it is at the lowest.Still painfully good, though.I am wondering how much time has passed since he left.I am looking around the room, trying to locate a clock; maybe I can check the time.My purse is on the floor next to the door with my clothes, or what is left of them.I know for a fact my phone is in it, but I don’t see how that would be helpful in my current situation.
