Page 141 of Bound By Words

“You’re in trouble, Nathan,” Kelly hissed as our friends escaped, leaving the door open. She scowled, reaching underneath me and smacking her hand against my ass, driving the plug into me, my back arching and the rope biting into my arms and legs, intensifying the feelings coursing through me. She may have thought she was punishing me, but I craved the rush.

“I like being bad,” I gasped as she pressed her palm into the base of the toy, the pressure forcing it into my prostate. “Fuck.”

“Oh, I’m going to fuck you, Nathan. But you’re being a brat, so you’re going to suffer the consequences.”

“You ready to let me down from here?” I asked as she reached forward to grasp my cock through my shorts, roughly stroking me until I squirmed. “Make me pay for being a bad boy?”

“I don’t think I am,” she taunted, her voice heavy with dark intent.

The pressure disappeared, and she stepped back, rubbing her palms together as she turned toward Talia’s toy chest.

“What are you doing, sunshine?” I knew pissing her off was a risk, but the look of abject glee on her face was worrying.

“Something I threatened you with before. You can’t disobey me now because you can barely move.”

As her tank top disappeared, her lacy bra following, I clenched my jaw in frustration. While I craved her taking control, it was hard not to be the one in charge.

“What do you think?” She asked, coming into view holding a large suction dildo in one hand and a rabbit in the other. “Should I fuck myself with this one?” The large dildo smacked against my ass, and I tried to smother my laugh. “Something funny, stud?”

I shook my head, clenching my lips together.

“Maybe I should fuck you with it.“ Her head tilted to the side, glancing below me. “How attached to these shorts are you?”

“Sunshine,” I warned, knowing I could always borrow something from Emory to return home.

“No talking,” she said, pressing the tip of the vibrator against my lips.

As she appraised me, I tried to remain still, my cock thickening against the mesh of my shorts. Her eyes darted around as she studied the rope holding me immobile. A smirk pulled across her lips as she nodded, turning to place the toys down on a counter.

“Hold still.”

“Not going anywhere,” I chuckled, gasping when her palm made contact with my ass.

Kelly dropped out of sight, but I could feel her below me. “I’ll buy you another pair,” she giggled as she tugged at the material of my shorts, the sound of stitches tearing as she ripped a hole along the back seam. I’d said the same thing to her dozens of times as I decimated her pink panty collection.

The ripping sound continued as she pulled harder, the cold air rushing to cool my heated skin. My eyes closed as I heard her opening drawers and loudly closing them behind me.

I could feel her return, her fingernails slowly scraping across the back of my neck. “How does it feel to know I could do whatever I wanted to you right now, and you couldn’t stop me?”

I knew she’d stop if I said my safe word, but I loved this sadistic side of her. She could torture me all she wanted. “I could drop out of this hold if I wanted to,” I taunted, knowing I was full of shit. Her rope work was meticulous, and I knew there was no way I was getting down without assistance. Didn’t keep me from riling her up.

“Such a fucking brat,” she growled as she reached below me, my body tensing as I felt her grab the plug in my ass.

“Kell…oh fuck!” I shouted as she pulled it out and simultaneously smacked my bare skin with her palm.

“Since I can’t put you over my knee, I’ll have to settle for using something else to shut your ass up. Literally.”

“That thing is too big.” My eyes widened thinking about the circumference of the suction toy she’d taunted me with.

“But this isn’t,” she laughed, holding up a black anal vibrator in one hand and the remote in the other.

I panted as I watched her grab a bottle of lube from the toy chest, flicking the top open and generously coating it before she returned to my side.

“Breathe,” she coached as it slowly pressed into me, the pressure more pronounced than the plug that’d been there previously. As it settled into place, I sighed, my neck arching backward as a gentle hum ran through it.

“Keep those eyes open.”

I nodded as she crossed the room, settling on the edge of the leather bed. With the angle I was tied at, I could see her clearly, and I watched as she slowly peeled off her leggings until she was bare.

---