Page 65 of All Your Hate

The proud look on her face suddenly drops. “What?”

“Upstairs. Now.”

“You don’t have to—”

“It wasn’t a question, it was an order. I fucked you and you came. The deal was that if you orgasmed then you’d stay here with me! That you’d remain mine. You broke that deal, so it’s time for your punishment.”

She knows there’s no fighting this. Fightingus. Wynter thinks I have all the power here, but the reality is it’s all in her hands.

She walks herself upstairs and I follow close behind.

When we reach the bedroom, she hovers next to the bed unsure of what to do next. That’s good. Waiting for my instructions is a good next step.

I step into the closet, grab a few bundles of rope and lay them neatly out at the foot of the bed.

Fear fills her eyes. “I know it was the wrong decision now. I won’t ever try to leave again.”

“That’s not going to work on me, Wynter. I’ve been playing people my whole life, I know exactly when someone’s lying.” I unravel one of the ropes and hold it between my hands, backing her up against the wall as I advance on her.

I don’t see her leg kicking out before it’s too late and her foot connects with my balls.

“Fuck!” I groan, my cock throbbing with pain, and…is that pleasure?

She tries to run and I grab her throat, pinning her against the wall. Bringing my face right up to hers, I can't help but smile maniacally and she flinches.

“Please don’t tie me up. You know what they did to me. I know you saw the chain. So please don’t be like them. Please,” her voice breaks on the last word. Like a switch just went off in her head, her eyes go vacant.

No, she doesn’t get to leave me like that.

Pressing my forehead to hers, my hair creates a curtain around our faces, allowing me to cocoon her in myself. When she opens her eyes all she’ll see is me.

“I’d know everything they did if you told me, but here we are. You chose to keep yourself closed off and then you chose to run. I can’t help you if you’re out there all alone. Here with me, you’re safe.”

Her lips part a few times before she’s able to speak. “Safe?” She’s still not completely with me yet.

“Yes, my love. I’m not going to punish you for being scared. What I want is to make sure you’re never frightened again, but I also need you to know that being without me isn’t an option. I am all you have now. Anything you desire, I’ll give to you. Anything you need, I’ll provide it. Your body is already mine, all I need from you now is your mind and soul. And you will give them to me. What I’m about to do to you will help you understand. Now take your clothes off and get on the bed.”

She searches my eyes for a way out of this, but my resolve is firm.

Her entire body seems to shrink as she undresses for me and climbs onto the bed. I don’t want her to be weak and submissive like Dean’s girl. What I want from Wynter is her spirit, but I just need to break it in a bit first. Get it wired into her brain that she can fight and hate me all she wants as long as she never tries to leave me again.

“I’ve been wanting to do this since I saw you fast asleep, clutching onto my rope like it could save your life.”

Wynter shakes her head and that familiar darkness in her eyes takes over. We may have different ghosts, but I know how it feels to be haunted all the same.

“It’s me. It will only ever be me,” I say firmly as I climb on top of her and push two fingers into her mouth. She blinks, coming back to life for me. I lean in, brushing my lips over her cheek. “I’ve been nothing but careful with you, my love. I’m not going to start hurting you now. This is for your own good.”

I can see her barriers breaking down as quickly as she tries to put them up. If I felt between her legs, I can guarantee she’d be wet.For me.

Somehow being filled soothes her. I’m more than happy to help calm her down that way.

My cock throbs in anticipation.

Removing my fingers I command her, “On your knees, face down.” She gets into position and I start weaving the rope around her legs, like a spider trapping its meal. Using thespiralfutomomotechnique, her ankles and thighs are secured tightly together. She’s prostrated for me, practically praying to me with her pussy on full display.

I’ve not practiced Shibari on another person in a long time and when I have it's never felt like this. There’s a power behind it, but I also can’t get over how beautiful it looks on her. How secure it makes her. If I have her tied like this she can never leave me.

I tie the rope off then grab another one and bring her wrists behind her back to bind them together. She doesn’t fight me as I cross the rope between her arms all the way up to her shoulder blades.

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