“You are not a nun yet. There is still time to corrupt your soul.”
She throws me a questioning glance and rolls her eyes, and for some reason, that reassures me. She’s not running for the exit yet and appears mesmerized more than anything.
“What happens in here?”
The blush on her cheeks tells me what she is thinking, and I can’t argue with that. I entered this room with a woman; it’s the first guess anyone would make.
“Pain.”
I shrug. “Pleasure and release.”
“I see.”
Her heavy breathing is erratic, and her eyes bright, and I wonder whether to leave it there. Perhaps it’s best if she believes I use the room for sex. The truth is far worse, and I’m not certain she can deal with that.
“You, um, said you would show me.”
I admire her bravery and guide her to the black wooden bench set in the middle of the room.
As I sit, I drag her beside me and say coolly, “You would have to be naked for that.”
“Then I’d rather not know.”
“You believe I use Su Yin for sex.”
I state the obvious, and she blushes, her voice faltering as she whispers, “Don’t you?”
“No.”
“Then what, because I’m all out of ideas, quite frankly.”
“It’s better if I show you, and you are not ready for that.”
“Show me.”
I turn and grip her face between my hands, loving how I’ve surprised her. She is like a startled fawn, and as I run my thumb over her lips, I whisper, “Tell me what gives you nightmares, little one.”
“I, I don’t…” Her words fade as I lean in closer, her breathing intensifying as my lips brush against hers.
“Tell me your biggest fear; let it out in this room.”
She attempts to shake her head, and I grip her harder.
“Tell me.”
I increase the pressure, mindful that my restraint may be fleeting, and her eyes fill with tears as she whispers, “I can’t.”
It would be so easy to crush her, to squeeze a little harder and as my hands slip to her fragile neck, I circle it with sadistic intent.
“What are you …?”
The wild spark in her eyes is interestingly not one of fear, and as I apply pressure, her breathing is shallow as I hold her life in my hand.
“Tell me, angel, unburden your soul to me. Fight your demons in this room and allow them to fly.”
“I can’t.”
Once again, I increase the pressure, and she openly sobs, terror filling her eyes, telling me she’s balancing on the edge of hell right now.
