Another strike is added onto her long list. “We’ll see,” I say as I jerk my head for her to climb onto the bed. “Sit on the edge, lie back, and stretch one leg to each post at the foot of the bed.” I am about to see exactly how much pain she thinks she can handle. See how toned her body is for rigorous activities. When her pale, pink, polished toes rest on each pole and her face contorts a smidge, the evil bastard inside of me smiles in victory. As I move away, her eyes follow my toned chest while I open her closet door to look for anything I might use to tie her ankles. I chuckle when I see scarves hanging from a hook. She is making this entirely way too easy on me. I don’t bother shutting it behind me as I walk back to her, fisting pieces of fabric between my fingers.

I wrap three of the colored scarves around my neck and wink at her as my fingers brush at one ankle. Her naked body rises and falls rapidly in anticipation of my next move, but she has no idea I’m playing with her. This is nothing like what she is about to experience.

When my long fingers clasp around her foot and jerk hard, she lets out a yelp. “Quiet.” I chuckle as I tie the silk around her ankle twice, before bringing the fabric to the pole and securing her to it. I stride to the other side and repeat the process. The demons chuckle as her thigh muscles pulsate from the stretch. Satisfied the ties are tight enough that she can’t pull loose, but slack enough for her to do what I need, I step back and admire her glistening pussy.

I snap my fingers as I bark at her. “Give me your hands, Sage!” I move forward to grasp her hands in mine, and slowly pull her up as she whines. “This is nothin, Darlin’.” I drawl because it isn’t. If she thinks her muscles are pulling right now, she has no idea what they are going to feel like in about five minutes. After the fabric slides as far as it can go against the skin of her ankles, and her feet are planted on the mattress, I climb up on the bed. I stand behind her and place my chin in the crook of her neck as she shivers against me. “Are you scared?”

“No, Tavis.” Her body leans against mine.

Good girl. I don’t do rewards, but if I did, she would have earned one. “You should be,” I whisper into her ear as my hand trails lightly down her arm. I tilt back and ram my cock into the globes of her ass. “I’ll ask again in a moment.” When I move away from her body, she whimpers in protest, when really, she should be crying for release. She’s a brave little morsel. I tie both arms to the poles, jump off, and move around the bed to see my handiwork. Not a bad job for being without my belongings.

She works her wrists, and the demons inside me smile in triumph as she yanks and pulls. “Okay… so, maybe this isn’t all that comfortable,” she murmurs in a small, quiet voice.

My stance changes as I spread my legs, cross my arms over my naked chest, and glare at her. “I thought you could handle pain, Sage,” I rumble. “If you can’t handle this…” I trail off, and act as if I’m going to leave. This is absolutely nothing close to what I want to do to her. I hope to fuck she hasn’t been teasing me. That will only anger me beyond control.

“No, no, I can handle it,” she protests.

I chuckle, turn back around, and smirk at her. “What are you feeling?”

Her lips tilt into a seductive smile because she knows what I want. She knows the answer I crave. “Pain.”

Uncrossing my arms, I stalk towards her and run my nose through the apex of her thighs, forcing her to moan. The sound of her melodic voice makes the skin of my balls tighten. It’s time for me to cause some pain and pleasure.

***

Tatiana

When I found him pacing along the hallway, I never in a million years thought I’d end up tied, standing upright, to my bedposts. The silk pulls at my skin, and my muscles feel as if they will tear at any moment, and yet, even though it hurts so bad, it hurts so good. The longer I stay like this, the harder it burns, and the harder it burns, the more my juices flow uncontrollably down my legs. Jesus, who knew?

“Well, what do we have here,” he mumbles into my pussy. The rumbles of his voice vibrate against my clit, and I moan. “You can’t be getting off, darlin’. I need you fucking dry for this shit.”

Oh, god. I can’t help it, I want to scream, but deep down, I am scared. I refuse to show that weakness. I can’t. I want him. So, I do the only thing I can do. I bow my head. “I’ll try better, Tavis.” God, that name makes me shiver.

“Good girl.”

I shut my eyes at the sound of his drawl. There is no way I am going to be able to get through this without coming. The sound of his voice makes me want to squirt all over his tongue as he runs his nose up and down my lips. When he moves away from my thighs, I want to cry out in protest, but I don’t. This is his show, and I so desperately want to take part in it.

“Open your eyes, Sage.”

I do as I’m told, and when the light from a flickering candle bounces in my vision, my eyes dart to his, and the evil smirk I have come to love, lines his gorgeous face. How did I not even hear him light that? His words that he is dangerous play over and over again in my head.

He was trying to warn you, dumbass, and now look, the feel of his nose on your pussy makes you catatonic!

I bite my bottom lip, nodding that I give my permission. That is the reason he had me open my eyes. It is then I realize we aren’t doing a scene. He is testing my every limit, and that makes my heart pound against my chest a million miles an hour. Oh god. I look frantically around my room, trying to take inventory of all things he could use against me to cause pain, but I am coming up with a short list. When he chuckles, it breaks me out of my own head.