hairs teased her skin.
“That’s a good little pet,” he breathed as
she began to move her head up and down. Both his hands were fisted
in her hair now as she learned her rhythm. Tasting him, listening
to the sounds of her pleasure, she realized that even though she
was the submissive, she still had power of her own. He may have had
countless other women here and in that big, black bed of his, but
she was the one giving him pleasure now. The knowledge swelled her
with pride, and made her even more aware of her own femininity.
Soon he was thrusting his hips against her
face, pushing his cock into her mouth faster than she was able to
keep up. He let out a shuddering groan as his seed exploded in her
mouth, and she swallowed the hot, sweet, salty liquid as he pulsed
inside her.
He pulled out of her and laid her head
against his abdomen. “You have pleased me well, Katherine. You have
earned a reward.”
“Thank you, Master.” She smiled, her pussy
throbbing at the mention of a ‘reward’. Would he give her what she
asked for?
“On your back,” he ordered, and she rolled
over to comply. He slid her panties off her legs and she smiled
with anticipation, certain he was going to kneel between her legs
any moment now. When he began securing her wrists and ankles in the
restraints again a hint of panic rose up.
“I… I thought we were done with my
punishment?” she asked, trying to keep her voice from trembling.
What was he going to do to her? “Master?”
He gave her a reassuring smile. “I promise
you’ll enjoy this. I’ll be right back.”
Katherine bit her lip to hold back a cry as
he walked out, leaving her alone in this single room with no
windows. She was terribly aware of the fact that she was naked and
chained to this table, and if something were to happen to him she
would be left alone in here for a long time. Days, maybe weeks
even. The thought had her heart hammering against her ribcage as
though it were trying to break free to escape. Sweat beaded along
her forehead and she had to fight not to strain against the
restraints. It was unlikely she could break free anyway, but too
much movement could possibly send the table toppling, and that
would make things worse for her.
Trust. He had said to trust him, and that
she would be safe. She was going to have to trust that he would be
back.
She let out the breath she was holding when
the door opened again and Mark entered holding an ice cube tray and
the black cloth he used to tie her wrists. He was still naked, and
she admired the gleam of his muscles in the dim light as well as
his confidence—even without all those windows downstairs she
wouldn’t have felt comfortable walking through her apartment buck
naked.
He returned her smile of relief as he shut
the door behind him. “Missed me?” He set the items on a nearby
table.
“I was… afraid to be alone in here, Master,”
she admitted.
He stroked a warm hand down the side of her
hip—a comforting gesture but it heated her blood all the same.
“Don’t worry. I would never let anything happen to you.” He picked
up the blindfold and wrapped it around her head. “I promised I
would take care of you, didn’t I?”
“Yes.” Her pulse rocketed as her vision was
taken away. “Master, what—”
“Shh.” He silenced her with a kiss. “Just
sit back and enjoy what I’m about to do to you.”
She heard the brief sound of plastic
scraping against metal, and remembered the ice cube tray he’d left.
Suddenly a cold shock ripped through her body as he placed an ice
cube in the middle of her abdomen. It forced a gasp from her, and
he chuckled.
“It’s been a long time since I’ve done this
with a woman,” he purred, sliding the ice cube up her abdomen. His
tongue followed in the wet trail, enflaming her even as he
continued to chill her. Fire and Ice . She trembled as her
body throbbed with need. The ice cube slid along the undersides of
her breasts, and she cried out in shock when he
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