Total pages in book: 230
Estimated words: 217798 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1089(@200wpm)___ 871(@250wpm)___ 726(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 217798 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1089(@200wpm)___ 871(@250wpm)___ 726(@300wpm)
Yes, that was what she wanted to see.
“Did you like it when I tied you up?”
His head was back, giving over to her hold. His eyes were on hers, as though he couldn’t look anywhere but exactly where she wanted him. “Yes, but I couldn’t relax because everyone was watching me.”
She should have thought of that, should have realized that Kash tended to overcompensate for his flaws, for his fears. He would smile and play the fool in the press because he didn’t think there was a way out. Every lover he’d taken before had been with him for the purpose of being seen. This was a chance to have something secret, something that belonged only to the two of them.
“Then I should reward you for being such a good servant. You did so well. You let me show our friends exactly the techniques I wanted to show them. I thank you for that and I honor you.”
“What would you have done if I didn’t mind being seen like that?” Kash asked.
“Like I’ve told you, I didn’t have sex with most of the people I topped.”
“But if I had merely been a submissive coming to the glorious Mistress Day, if I had been some random man who needed a bit of play, who let you tie me up and suspend me off the ground, what would you have done?”
He wanted to be different. Of course, he was, but he needed the words. He wanted some dirty, filthy fantasy? She could give him that.
“If you had walked into my dungeon, all of my rules would have flown out the door. I would have looked at you and known that you were everything I had been waiting for. I would have tied you up. I would have used my ropes to bind your arms and legs. They would cling to your body and you would feel them as an extension of myself, of my will. You would feel me all around you.” She sighed and moved on, letting the crop trace the line of his spine as she continued. “You would be wound up tight and then I would suspend you. You wouldn’t be able to fight me or to do anything at all but take what I give you. I can give you pleasure or pain and it’s all my choice. You would swing in my trap, your body both heavy and light at the same time. You would be secure. You would know I would never, ever let anything harm you, that I would work my hardest to ensure your safety so you could enjoy the ride. Did I say I would wrap my rope everywhere? Because there would be one place I left untouched, open and vulnerable.” She completed her circle, moving in front of him again. “Can you guess which part of you I would have left out? Which delicious piece would be dangling like ripe fruit for me to enjoy? Can you show me?”
His body had tightened, but not in a bad way. He reached down and gripped his own dick, stroking himself with a rough hand. “This part.”
She slapped the tip of the crop over his hand, a gentle sting which had him releasing himself. “No touching what belongs to me. You’re my servant and that means your cock is mine, a treasure of the royals like my crown or my scepter. You wouldn’t like what happens to thieves.”
Or he would, because it would lead to an insanely pleasurable round of torture.
The hint of a smile crossed his face before he schooled himself again. “No, Your Majesty. I wouldn’t want to find out what happens to thieves. I apologize. Please continue your story. It was just getting good.”
“I would suspend you so you were looking down, so you could see me moving underneath you. Did you like my rig?”
“It was perfect. I did love how you used science and engineering to such kinky ends. Our professors at Oxford would approve.”
Likely not, but she had used their methods. “With my machine, I can move you easily up or down, and I would move you into the perfect position where I could touch your cock. Like I said, it’s ripe fruit and I would pick it. You would be utterly helpless while I played with your cock.”
She reached down, gripping him as he’d touched himself. Kash liked it rough. A growl went through him, but he managed to stay in his position. She eased down on her knees in front of him, holding that magnificent cock in her hand.
“You’re going to kill me,” he whispered, his jaw tight.
No. Just torture him a bit. “It’s my right to play with you however I see fit. Rigging you up without someone around to help me if something went wrong would be unwise and would put my precious servant in potential danger, so I can’t do that tonight. But I can give you a little taste of what it would have been like. Would you like that, my servant?”