Page 32 of Whispers in the Dark

The instruction was simple enough, and as she started to remove her own clothes, I rose up from the chair enough to pull my sweatpants off. I did remember to keep the condom within arm’s reach, then I returned my focus to Brynn who had just taken off her last piece of clothing.

“Spread your legs,” I told her as I tapped the inside of her thigh. Once she did, I brought two fingers through her already wet slit. “This pussy is made to be touched... To be toyed with... To be tasted,” I told her while watching her lips part.

I quickly thrust three fingers inside of her, and this time, she did moan aloud. Since I knew exactly where and how to touch Brynn in order to get her off, I curved the tips then began to stroke her to the very edge. Once there, I quickly removed my fingers which earned me a frustrated sigh.

“You remember your safe word?” I asked her, and she quickly rattled it off to me. “Very good.”

There was a hint of a smile on her face, and as I slowly dropped my gaze, my eyes narrowed in on her breasts. They were not the largest I’d ever played with, but they were the perfect size for my hands. As I brought both to them, I squeezed roughly until she gasped.

“These tits are missing something,” I told her, and when I looked back up at her, I could sense her confusion. “They need to be adorned with jewelry, and I know the perfect kind for a festive night like tonight.” Her eyes widened, and I chuckled. “If we were at Lotus, I’d pierce them right now, but I can’t here because I don’t have everything need.”

Her relief was visible and had me grinning wider. She might’ve avoided one kind of pain, but she wouldn’t completely avoid another. Sliding backward enough to rise from the chair, I got out of it and walked back over to the table which still contained several ornaments. Two of the small bulbs would be gorgeous hanging from her nipples, but I’d have to go with a plan B.

I picked up two of the bows which had a metal clip on each. I also grabbed an extra string or two of lights, as well as some natural looking garland. The last thing I grabbed on my way back over to her was my belt which I had removed not long after returning home.

She slightly trembled the moment she saw the items in my arms fall onto my nearby desk. I picked up the two bows, then took my seat once more. As I held them in one hand, I crooked my finger at her with my other. As soon as she came closer, I leaned in and quickly covered one of her nipples with my mouth.

I wasn’t gentle with her as I laved my tongue around the taut bud, then clamped down on it with my teeth. “Adrian,” she whispered. I ignored her breathless word and continued to assault her nipple before tugging it with my teeth enough to clamp it with the metal clip from one of the bows. The second the teeth closed down on it, she cursed under her breath.

“You haven’t even begun to feel pain tonight,” I warned her as I quickly prepared and clamped the other nipple in the same fashion. Once done, I leaned back and flicked the fabric bowwith my fingers. “Move over to the pillar near the window, then turn toward it and raise one of your legs.”

She hesitated which made me slap the outside of her thigh. That got her moving, and as she scrambled to follow my order, I picked up the string of holly garland. There had to have been at least ten or twelve feet of the damn stuff. I would certainly have enough to do what I wanted to do with her tonight.

Just like I would do with rope, I knelt down and started at the one ankle, before slowly wrapping the greenery around both her and the pillar, making sure to leave ample space between rows so I could later mark her. I had my belt, but I also wanted to mark her in another way as well.

I reached the apex of her thighs, then I rose back up so that I could go and retrieve a large butcher’s knife from the expensive marble block on my counter. I always liked to test the weight and sharpness first, so as I lightly touched the edge, I knew it was perfect. This type of utensil was different than those I used at Lotus, but it felt very familiar nonetheless. As unwanted thoughts of why started to creep back into my head, I shut them down with the force of a door.

I returned and cut off the remainder of it, leaving only enough to tie it to the top row of holly. I raised her other leg a bit higher so she would have to strain to stay in that position, then I made quick work of wrapping the garland around that leg and pillar too.

I dropped what was left of it to the floor, then brought the strings of light over to her. I spent the next several minutes getting it wrapped around her – from head to toe- then plugged it into the nearby electrical outlet.

She was now encased in light and shining even brighter than she ever had before. This submissive was the light to my darkness, only she could never know it. If I told her how much she had come to mean to me over the course of these last severalmonths, it would destroy everything. It would especially destroy me.

I moved away from her, then back to the table to get one last bow. This time, I pulled her hair behind her, and pinned it up like I had done to so many other women at Lotus. After, I stepped back to admire my handiwork. She was a stunning beauty, but there was too much light in here.

I quickly remedied that by turning off every light in the penthouse, leaving only the brightness of the stars and the clear string lighting to illuminate the place. As she stayed tied in place, I quickly sheathed my cock with the condom, then brought both the knife and belt over to her. The blade was placed on the floor as I cracked the heavy leather strap behind her.

Brynn flinched more than once, and it wouldn’t be the last time I’d make her do so tonight. I stepped back, then brought the belt forward to strike her ass. She cried out, unable to do more. Her hands and legs were tied to the pillar, and she couldn’t even drop her head forward. There was nothing more she could do than take what I had to give her.

I smirked at that, then cleared my throat. “Get ready to count, and don’t miss a single number or else we’ll start back over.”

22.Brynn

My heart rate was through the ceiling, the sound of my blood roaring in my ears deafening while I waited for what was coming next. Adrian was in a mood, one that I had felt building since we crossed the one-month mark of me working for him several weeks ago.

He was certainly tough to get a read on. There always seemed to be this push and pull between us. I think the best way for me to describe it, at least to myself, was that he was drawn to me but didn’t want to be. Sometimes, I thought he might even hate me for making him feel. Maybe he hated himself. He certainly confused me. So many times, I couldfeelhim looking at me when he thought I wouldn’t notice, but how could I not? I was so attuned to him that if he breathed in my direction, I was aware of it. I was aware of him.

So many times, I would act like I was oblivious, then I would surprise him by turning to stare back. It was then that the mask would slip, and I could glimpse the raw emotions on his face before he schooled his features once more. More often than not, I would see desire and longing, maybe even outright need. It always felt like he wanted more from me, perhaps more than Iwould be able to give him. I certainly wanted to try, though. He always made me want to try.

I’d like to think I did the same for him. I was never sure, but I knew he was behaving out of character for himself. He had gone out of his way to make me happy not only with the little tree that was still on his desk, but also by buying the life-sized version and decorating it with me. How long had it really been since he’d done more than work? How long had it been since he’d…

THWACK!

“One, Sir!”

The feel of the leather striking my flesh startled me. The first few strikes always did. It felt like my whole body was shocked into awareness and my brain struggled to process what was happening. I counted out loud as instructed, my body bucking and bowing not against the blows, but toward them. My nerve endings were on fire now, my breath coming in gasping pants while I tried to draw more oxygen into my lungs. God, I had missed this. I hadn’t realized how much because I had been so busy trying to keep up with my boss’ demanding schedule.

I could smell my own arousal and I knew Adrian could, too. I heard a few swear words over the ringing in my ears and I knew what he would be compelled to do.

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