Page 25 of Bound By Mistake
I feel a rush of excitement mixed with a surprising trepidation as I take the belt from Erik whose eyes glint dangerously in the dim light of the play-cabin. I can see Bunny trembling, her hands pulling ineffectually against the stocks that hold her in place, as she desperately shakes her head.
"Please, no..." she begs, her voice barely above a whisper.
Erik ignores her plea, of course, moving behind her and roughly grabbing her hips. He spreads her ass cheeks wide, exposing her most intimate areas. I hesitate for just a moment, belt in hand, before Erik's sharp voice cuts through the tension.
"Don't keep us waiting, Gray. She needs to learn her place."
I nod, steeling myself, not quite understanding my reticence, as I raise the belt. It’s not like she’s uttered her safe word a single time, and we were warned how she likes to plead and object. It’s part of her makeup. So why does something feel off? I guess her consummate acting skills must be getting to me. There’s no other explanation I can think of.
The first strike lands with a resounding crack, and Bunny cries out, her body jerking against Erik's firm grip. I bring the belt down again and again, right over her crinkled pucker, until it blooms an angry red.
I stop just for a few moments when Cain returns with the clamps and chain, his face impassive as he takes in the scene, but I don’t miss the air of excitement that curls about him. Without a word, he begins attaching the cruel metal clips to Bunny's most sensitive flesh. She sobs and squirms as two of them bite into her tender nipples, while Cain attaches the final one to her clit, but Erik's iron grip holds her firmly in place.
"That's it, little fuck toy," Erik croons, his voice a mix of menace and desire. "Take your punishment like a good little slut."
He nods to me, and I bring the belt down once more, eliciting another cry from our captive. Despite my earlier reticence, my own arousal is building with each strike, so my cock strains against my jeans. I can see Cain's eyes darken with lust as he finishes attaching the chain between the clamps.
"Pull it," Erik commands harshly and Cain obeys, giving the chain a sharp tug.
Bunny's desperate scream echoes through the cabin, her body convulsing in a mix of pain and unwanted pleasure. I pause, belt raised, watching as she pants and whimpers.
"Don't stop now," Erik growls, his fingers digging into the reddened flesh of her ass, still a dark rose from the earlier spanking and crisscrossed with the welts from the caning.
I swallow hard, my mouth suddenly dry as I gaze at Bunny's trembling form. Her skin glistens with a sheen of sweat, and I can see tears streaming down her flushed cheeks. But still, she doesn't use her safe word, so I guess she must be okay with it all.
With renewed determination, I bring the belt down again, the crack of leather against flesh echoing through the room. Bunny's cries grow more desperate with each strike, her body jerking and twisting futilely against her restraints.
"That's it," Erik purrs, his eyes gleaming with dark satisfaction. "Break her, Gray. Show her what happens to disobedient little sluts."
I lose myself in the rhythm of the belt, the sharp sting of leather meeting flesh again and again. Bunny's cries morph into broken sobs, punctuated by sharp gasps each time Cain tugs on the chain connecting the cruel clamps.
"Please," she whimpers, her voice hoarse and barely audible. "I can't... I can't take anymore..."
Erik's laugh is low and menacing. "Oh, but you can, little one. And you will. We're nowhere near done with you yet."
As if in retaliation for her words, he nods to Cain, who gives her an extra sharp tug on the chain. Bunny's scream is raw and primal as the clamps bite deeper into her sensitive flesh. I can see her legs trembling, barely able to support her weight. She seriously doesn’t look like the type to take this much torment.
"Gray, put down the belt," Erik commands and I feel a moment of relief. "I think it's time we gave our little toy something else to cry about."
Knowing exactly what he means, I set the belt aside, my hand shaking slightly as I reach for my zipper. Erik's eyes gleam with approval as I free my throbbing cock.
"That's it," he grunts. "Show her what she's been begging for all along."
Without further preamble, I positioned myself behind Bunny, lining up with her reddened, abused hole. She whimpers, trying weakly to move her hips away, but Erik's iron grip holds her firmly in place.
"No... please..." she sobs. "Not there..."
I hesitate for just a moment, and Erik must sense my doubts because his sharp voice cuts through my reservations.
"Do it, Gray. Now. She hasn’t used her words.”
With a grunt, I push forward, breaching Bunny's tight ring of muscle. She lets out a strangled cry as I sink into her, inch by agonizing inch. The heat and tightness are almost unbearable.
"That's it," Erik growls approvingly. "Take what's yours."
I grip Bunny's hips, my fingers digging into her soft flesh as I begin to thrust. Each movement elicits a pained whimper from her, but I’m too far gone to stop now. The pleasure is overwhelming, clouding my judgment.
Cain moves to stand in front of Bunny, roughly grabbing her hair and yanking her head up. "Open," he commands, and when she hesitates, he slaps one of her poor, abused breasts hard,shocking even me. Her mouth falls open on a scream, and he wastes no time shoving his thick cock past her lips.
