Page 78 of Vicious Vows

I grabbed hold of the rope and walked over to the head of the bed before I grabbed his hand and tried to pull it up.

"You're out of your mind; I'm not going to let you tie me up."

"You tied me up."

"Yeah, but..."

"But what? You didn't give me a way out. What makes you think you deserve one? Either you let me tie you up and have my way, or you can forget this entire deal."

We stared at each other for a few moments, his eyes telling me that he was uncomfortable doing what I asked, and hopefully, my eyes told him that I didn't give a flying fuck about his comfort.

"Faye, realize what I'm allowing you to do right now. If you try to kill me, you'll never get out of here alive. My guards will make sure of it, and I won't be around to stop them from having their way with you. You may be able to get one over on me right now, but your end will be far more brutal than anything you could ever do to me."

"I know." I pulled his hand again, and this time he let me. Slowly I tied his hands to the headboard. It took a few extra attempts since the first two times Dominic was able to slip his hands out easily. I didn't give up, though. I had all night. Next, I tied his feet to the bed. Even though I was sure Dominic had no idea what my plans were, he never questioned me again.

Finally, after getting him secured to the bed, I pulled out the whip I'd taken from the box. It was time to break the monster.

"You said that you would protect me." I whispered after taking in his vulnerable body.

"What?" He asked, confused at what I was saying.

"You said you would protect me!" I repeated, my voice trembling with anger.

"I did."

I pulled my hand back and swiped the whip against his skin. I didn't build up to it; I used all the anger I had behind my swing.

"Ah, fuck!" Dominic cried out and tensed, "What are you talking about I did!" He shouted back at me.

"You said you'd protect me! Said that I would be safe with you!" I continued to hit him. He grunted and tried to turn away, but he couldn't move.

"You didn't have to hurt me." I accused him. "What are you hiding from?"

"Nothing." he hissed at me.

"I'm not hiding from anyone; this is me. It's always been me. You knew that the second you walked in and signed your life away."

"Wrong!" I hit him again. His skin bloomed bright red, sweat beaded his brow, and his muscles clenched with every one of my blows.

"You didn't have to do it. Tell me what you're hiding." I asked him again.

"Nothing." He replied, but this time his voice was lower, his eyes were closed, and his breathing was evening out. He was giving himself over to the sensations.

"Liar!" I yelled at him and hit him again and again until I was sure that his skin would open up at any given moment. Looking up at his hands, I could see the way the ropes cut into his skin; he was bleeding there, but the blood only excited me more. He deserved this. He deserved to be hurt, especially if he couldn't admit what we both knew.

Dominic wasn't the big bad he was trying to make everyone believe he was. Deep inside of himself, there was soft and sweet.

"What are you hiding from me?" I asked him again, but this time, instead of answering, he only shook his head lazily.

"No, you don't, you stay with me." I leaned down and smacked him hard across the face. His eyes popped open, and he lunged forward. I jerked back, afraid that he was able to get out, but the ropes held fast.

"I swear to god when I get out of here I'm going to make you pay." He threatened, but I didn't feel an ounce of fear. There was nothing he could do to me that was worse than what he'd already done.

"Seems like pain isn't a good enough motivator for you to tell the truth." I slid my hand down the side of his face.

"What the hell are you doing?" Dominic's eyes went from murderous to confused as I took a step back away from the bed and slowly started to strip out of my dress.

I know what he wants, and I also know that I don't have to give it to him.

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