Page 16 of Obsession

“Your pain will be my pleasure. Your screams…a masterful symphony for my ears. Your blood will taste so much sweeter with that pain and fear mixed within it.”

Bastian grips her breasts in his hands and squeezed so tightly that the flesh spilled out of his palms.

A wince of pain takes over Ren’s face followed by a small squeal.

“I think a blindfold will do well for this session.” Bastian casually walks over to a small dresser and picks up the smooth black fabric. Not even a speck of dust reflects in the lights of the room.

“No, please.”

Bastian ripped the fabric of her nightgown straight down the middle, baring her to him.

“Beg all you like, pet. It will only intensify your pains and my pleasure.”

Bastian caressed her face with the bunched up material of the blindfold. After which he let the material fall to caress her skin, still holding the longest end in his hand near her face.

A quick slap to one then the other of her breasts, left the skin heated in its wake.

“You see how the blindfold allows you to feel more of the sensation?” A rhetorical question where Bastian expected no answer. Yet he paused to admire her reaction.

He watched as her hairs stood on end and a small shiver spread across every visible inch.

“Deprive yourself of one of your senses and your body will make up for it by increasing the strength of one or another of those you have remaining.”

His matter of factly tone left no place for arguments.

Ren tried to follow his voice as he walked silently around the room. She had no idea what he was doing. The anticipation of what he could do to her next had her anxious and needy. She could feel the wetness spreading from between her legs and catching a bit of a cool nip from the air in Bastian’s room.

She could hear Bastian setting something on the ground directly in front of her. It landed with a clank on the stone and bone floor, which told her it was made of metal.

“What are you going to do to me?”

“Whatever I want.” He replied easily.

Bastian slid the apparatus directly under the apex of her thighs. It pressed up between her moist lips and put pressure directly on her clit. The cold metal made her jump away slightly as it slid home and was clicked in place—tightly in place.

Bastian whispered into her ear with a gravel in his voice while he fastened nipple clamps to her already pert nipples.

“The great thing about these is that—while you feel pain at first—you will go numb in short order. The real pain happens when they are removed.” Bastian clipped both nipples at the same time. His expertise and skill in this level of pleasure—or torture as it were—reflected in his deft movements.

A tug on the chain that connected the two clamps pulled a scream from Ren. The cool metal of the chain tapped her belly as the motion stopped. The metal device that was like sitting on the peak of a roof’s ridge was still firmly in place, and the little jump only served to intensify the pressure on Ren’s throbbing clit.

With a click and a sliding sound the pressure was removed. The same metal clanking sound but over to her left hand side made Ren turn her head in that direction.

“Don't worry your pretty little head, my pet. You’re doing so well for me already. I know that what I have in store for you will be perfect.” Bastian said as he walked around to behind the apparatus that Ren was tied into.

A set of chains hung off pulleys from the ceiling and he had begun to pull down on one of them. The rhythmic clanking as the safety catch of each link echoed through the room.

Ren felt herself leaning back and tried to grab on to anything she could. The only thing being her restraints themselves which made a new sensation of unease run through her body.

When the giant wooden ‘X’ that Ren was restrained on reaches a full horizontal state the clicking noise of the chain stops and the soft footsteps of Bastian return to her ears as all she can hear beyond her own heart thumping wildly in her chest.

“What’s happening?” Ren asked.

“Well, while I have you, I am going to feed from you.”

Bastian runs the dull side of the same blade that Ren had attempted to steal across her skin. The cool metal left a stippling of goosebumps behind.

“I promise I will hurt you, and that I will love every minute of it.”

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