Page 39 of Bound to the Enforcer

"Undress." He pulls off of me and goes to rummage in the side table. When he turns and sees that I make no move to remove my clothes, he gives me a pointed look.

"I said undress, Sophia." The authority in his voice makes me move. "After you're done, lie on the bed and spread your legs wide."

I do as I was instructed while he continues to rummage through the drawers. I lie down on the hard mattress and stare up at the ceiling.

"What are you doing?" I eye the ropes that he pulls out of the cupboard. He moves to the side of the bed and begins to tie my right wrist to the bedpost. "Oh my…"

I have never done anything like this before. I have never been with a man so wild and uncaged as Alessio. They never made me want to do things outside of my comfort zone. But with him, I want to try it all.

"I am not a sadist, Sophia." He walks over to the other side and ties up my other wrist. "But I get off on giving people pleasure rather than receiving it. I like to see you come undone from my touch and my kiss. I like to see my control over you. I get to control when you receive pleasure, and at any given moment, I can take it away. It's all about power for me."

Alessio ties me to the headboard. My entire body is stripped naked for him.

"Keep your legs spread, Sophia. If you close them, I will punish you. Understood?"

I nod. The excitement pours into my body.

I have never felt so riveted before in my entire life. I want to feel him punish my throbbing pussy. I want his penis more than anything, but I also want to feel what his mouth can do. He is so lethal with every other part of his body that I know his mouth will be divine.

"You didn't listen to me today, Soph. I told you stay close, and what did you do?" He stares down at me. He traces his finger over my taught nipples. My skin dimples underneath his touch. I arch my back off the mattress. "Now what will we do about that?"

"Fuck me…"

One side of his lips tilt upward. "You wish… for now. I am going to punish you."

His fingers trail down my body until they get to my pussy. He teases me, brushing his fingers over the throbbing flaps. Then without warning, he pinches my clit—hard.

"Ah! Fuck!" My body jolts upward but the restraints don't allow me to get far. Alessio repeats his actions and I scream again. "Stop!"

"No," he says simply before he does it again. The pleasure moves all throughout my body. "You will take me like a perfect little slut. You will not come until I tell you to. And if you come before I say okay, you will be punished."

An energy moves through the small room.

He cups my pussy. "Sit tight."

He walks over to the mini fridge in the corner of the room, and he pulls out a small block of ice. His eyes darken when he looks back at me. He lifts the ice cube, his stare still locked on me, and then he places it inside of his mouth. He sloshes it around and then takes it out of his mouth.

"You look so good waiting for me to come and fuck you with my mouth." He walks over to the closed closet, and he opens it to rummage through whatever is in there. He smiles when he finds exactly what he's looking for. He pulls out a small whip and looks my way. "This is for you. But I will only use it if you misbehave."

He stalks over to me with his whip in hand. He trails the leather feathers over my bare skin, making the hairs on my body stand up. He draws his hand back and then slaps my skin with the toy.

"Oh yes…" The sweet pleasure ripples through my skin. "More."

"Tell me, Sophia. Do you like it when I make it hurt?" He brings the hand that holds the ice cube to my throbbing lips and holds it there. I hiss, and he smiles. "You can take it."

He moves the cold cube up and down my pussy. The chill eases the burn, but it also intensifies my hunger. I have neverexperienced such a vexing feeling. He places the ice cube into his mouth and chews on the ice. I hear the crunching of the cube before he swallows.

"Ready?"

I nod. I have no idea what this man has in store for me, but I know that whatever it is will be perfect.

He drops the whip and walks to the end of the bed. He places himself between my legs and brushes his lips over my lips. My cunt is still raw from the ice, and the contrast of his hot breath causes even more sensitivity.

"Mhmm," I moan trying not to make too much noise. We are in a hideout after all. I bite down on my lip hard, trying to keep from screaming. "Yes!"

He places his cold tongue on my lips, and I shudder. Had I not held on, I would have combusted right then and there. He laps up my wetness, his tongue moving up and down my throbbing pussy.

Fuck. This is heaven.

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