Fire lashes my skin, an inch beneath the first strike.
“Breathe,” he reminds me.
I gasp for air, compelled by his will. Euphoria floods my mind as I fully surrender to the sweet rush of pain. A low moan sighs from my lips, and I sag against the restraints around my wrists. The rope bites into my skin, another blissful hit of pain. I’m helpless to resist Dane, but I’m completely safe in his cruel hands.
Another punitive stroke, another line of fire, another rush of white-hot bliss.
I’m no longer certain where pain ends and pleasure begins. The release is nothing short of ecstatic. Tears roll down my cheeks, siphoning my shame in steady streams.
I lied to Dane when I faked my orgasm, but there’s no dishonesty between us now. There’s nowhere to hide when he has me stripped bare and bound in place for punishment.
“Are you sorry?” he asks, and the fourth blow lands.
“Yes!” I confess on a harsh cry.
“You don’t have any secrets from me, Abigail. Never lie to me again.”
“Never.” It’s a fervent promise.
He seals my vow with the final strike, pressing the cane deep into my thighs after the blow lands to imprint a bruise: a mark of forgiveness.
He kisses my cheeks, and when his soft lips finally caress mine, I taste the salt of my tears. His tongue plunders my mouth, laying claim to everything that I am. I relax into his harsh embrace, welcoming him to take all of me: body and soul.
His hands bracket my hips, and he guides me to turn on the spot. The rope above me twists, allowing me to turn but keeping me bound for his dark games.
When I’m facing him, he captures me in his fiery emerald stare. He’s looking at me as though I’m his most precious possession, and the sense of being fully seen and valued draws fresh tears to my eyes. I’m more vulnerable than ever, but Dane will cherish me. He looks at me as though he doesn’t see any flaws, and I’m desperate to keep his rapt attention fixed on me.
My jaw drops when he gets on his knees. His white teeth flash in a wicked grin before he leans in and nips at my black cotton panties. He traps them in a firm bite that grazes my clit, and a burst of pure pleasure wracks my body.
My knees go weak, and he catches me, cupping my ass to hold me steady as he drags my panties down my legs with his teeth.
He’s kneeling before me, but I’m worshippinghim. I’m offering myself as a carnal sacrifice to my dark god.
One hand remains braced beneath my ass while the other tests the wet heat that paints my inner thighs. His intense gaze fixes on my pussy like it’s the most fascinating thing he’s ever seen, and my cheeks heat with a mixture of gratification and embarrassment.
I’ve never had a man this close to my most intimate area before. My swollen labia are aching and hot. Each of his even breaths sends a wave of cool air over my sensitized flesh, teasing and tormenting me.
“Beautiful,” he praises. His thumb carefully parts my folds, inspecting me like I’m a priceless treasure. “My cunt is so pretty and pink. And so wet for me.”
He’s talking about my body as though he owns it. I signed the contract and gave myself to him. Every part of me belongs toDane now, and surrendering to him is the most erotic high I’ve ever experienced.
His forefinger dips between my labia, easing inside me in a slow slide. My inner muscles clamp down on the intrusion, but there’s no pain.
My eyes sting with the force of my relief. I don’t have to pretend with Dane. Being with him like this feels right, and my body finally makes sense to me for the first time in my adult life. This is fully consensual, and yet, I’m more than ready to open myself for his cock.
I’ve never experienced anything like it.
What we’re doing is undeniably kinky, but I feel like a normal woman, not a perverted deviant who can only experience pleasure when forced.
Dane is the only one who can give me this gift, and I will grant him anything in return.
He eases a second finger into my tight channel, and I tense for a moment at the sensation of fullness. He shushes me gently and presses his lips directly to my clit.
Stars burst across my vision, and I blink hard so that I can remain fixated on his handsome face drawn in sharp, hungry lines. He flicks his tongue over my clit, and my knees buckle. He catches me with his arm braced beneath my ass, and his fingers press into the welts left by the cane. The flare of pain sends me flying even higher, and I’m oddly weightless. Only Dane’s arm behind my thighs keeps me chained to reality.
“Open up for me, pretty pet,” he urges between licking my clit. “I’ll need to stretch your tight pussy wide enough to accept your master’s cock.”
He crooks two fingers inside me, finding a sweet spot I’ve never known before. My entire body convulses at the vicious pulse of pleasure, and I cry out as the orgasm rakes through me.
