Page 51 of All Hallows Game

Tor guided my head back onto the pillow and stroked my cheek, immense pleasure in his eyes. “What do you say if you want to stop, Cat?”

What? I couldn’t talk with a huge ball between my teeth, stretching my jaw.

Tor’s brows slammed down over his eyes and it said something about me that his displeasure now made me squirm, my nipples hardening, instead of the initial panic of rejection. “I can hear you even with the gag. Now tell me. What do you say to stop?”

“Red,” is what I meant to say. Wed was what came out.

“Good girl,” Tor praised, stroking down my face to my throat, his thumb circling my pulse. “And what do you say to slow down?”

What came out was nowhere even close to amber, but it satisfied Tor whose smile deepened, his head cocking to the side as he stared at me, bound and gagged for him.

“Good,” he murmured, warm hands running down my body, intensity and obsession darkening his brown eyes until only the predator showed. “You’re gonna be a good girl and take everything I give you.”

He could do anything he wanted to me and I’d thank him.

“Aren’t you?” he growled when I only panted, my body so hot I was surprised I didn’t give off steam.

I nodded quickly, unable to trap a whimper.

“Such a sweet, submissive girl. I’ll show you what it means to be loved by the embodiment of torment.”

He slid down my body and off the bottom of my bed, unwinding another length of rope. I began to drool as he diligently secured my left ankle to one side of the footboard, my other tied to the opposite end. I arched against the restraints, checking how much give there was—enough for me to writhe, enough to give me an inch or two of movement, but nothing more. A deep shudder worked through me.

“I hope you can handle it,” Tor said offhandedly. “My full attention, all my torment and focus trained on you. All my carnal desires taken out on this pretty little pussy.”

That pretty little pussy throbbed wildly under the thin cotton of my underwear. By now, I knew I’d soaked through the fabric; Tor’s eyes kept returning to that place between my legs.

“Do you want that, beautiful?” he asked, slowly rounding the bed. To plug in the vibrator, I realised. Oh, god. I remembered what that thing had done to me last time. Euphoria, heaven, madness, and torture all at the same time. There was a reason the damn thing needed a power outlet. All the more power to ruin you with, my dear. “Do you want me unleashed, all the masks of humanity stripped away, all my wildness and brutality revealed for you and only you?”

A wave of heat spilled down my chest, desire building until I couldn’t help but buck my hips. I nodded over and over, never taking my eyes off him.

“I know you do,” Tor agreed in that hard voice that made me needy and lightheaded. “This desperation soaked into your underwear tells me how badly you want me. And you don’t care what I do, do you?” He laughed, low and raw. “I could do whatever I wanted to you, and you’d let me, wouldn’t you, my needly little slut?”

Electric charged my nerves and my clit ached, pounding, begging. My clit didn’t care that the wand had the power to turn my brain to mush.

“So skittish,” Tor laughed when I jumped at the feeling of the wand’s head stroking up my stomach to my boobs. It wasn’t even turned on. “But don’t worry, my Cat, I like your fear. I want to hear your screams through the gag. I want to watch you cry even as you come for me, until your body, your soul, and every one of your emotions belongs to me.”

Goosebumps covered my skin. The low tremor of nerves erupted into something visceral and sharp. I knew the word to use to make everything stop, and yet… And yet, my curiosity kept me silent. My aching, desperate pussy overrode the fear until a cocktail of arousal and panic made me tremble.

“So pretty,” Tor murmured, stroking the delicate skin under my eye with a surprisingly gentle thumb. “Your fear is so pretty for me. Look in my eyes, let me see it.”

He dropped his hand from my face to squeeze the bulge in his trousers, a grunt in the back of his throat that made me both shivery and hot. I wanted to hear that noise again. Wanted it in my ears over and over.

“No,” Tor laughed cruelly when he saw my eyes on his cock. “I know you want my cock, but this isn’t about what you want, pussy cat. This is about me, and I want to watch you break apart. I want to crack you in two and see what pours out.”

His words made me pull at the ropes binding my wrists, the mix of arousal and fear so thick I could taste it. I jumped when he leaned over my body, but the hot, wet suction of his mouth around my nipple made me groan, the sound escaping around the gag. My arms were starting to hurt where they were pulled above me but with Tor sucking on my breast with hard, powerful drags, I no longer cared. When he repeated the treatment on my other nipple, my eyes went to half-mast. When his hot lips trailed wet, open-mouthed kisses up my chest to my neck, finding my weak spot unerringly, I groaned and my eyes closed, the sensation so damn good that I could stay like this forever.

My eyes flew open when blistering vibrations hit my clit at the same time loud buzzing filled my room. Oh—oh shit.

“Let me see you soak your underwear, pussy cat. I want this fabric so drenched in your need that it’s three shades darker.”

I whimpered, writhing at the violent stimulation that hit me like a shock to the system.

“Breathe,” Tor ordered, scraping my throat with his teeth before his lips returned to the place that felt so fucking good, sucking in hypnotic pulses.

I sucked down breath after breath, and the shock of the wand mellowed into incredible vibrations that shook my whole pussy and hit me with stimulation from every angle. I groaned, sinking back into the mattress.

“That’s a good girl, lay there and take it.”

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