Page 222 of Ashes of Sin and Stardust

She shrugged and walked away, not answering.

I went downstairs to collect a few things to use to torture her. When I returned, Alice was gone. Again.

Damnit.

I set the items I’d collected in my office and went to find her again. The cell phone trick worked again, because she’d been so distracted that she must have forgotten to silence her phone. This time, I found herin the dryer,a laundry basket propped up against the door to keep it closed.

“How did you... why are you so small?” I asked, catching her under the arms and throwing her over my shoulder. That extra bit of weightlifting in the morning had come in handy. “Why are you wiggling? We both know this is exactly what you want.”

“Because it’s more fun to earn it!”

Plopped her down on the armchair right beside my desk and wrestled her down until I managed to get a few rounds of rope around her middle and remove the minimal amount of clothing she wore. “Remember that time you kicked me, and you promised never to fight me again?”

“Nope,” she giggled. “No idea what you’re talking about.” Her eyes flashed mischievously.

“Ah. Well, I guess I’ll have to remind you.” Pinning her down across her chest with my forearm, I leaned in and growled in her face with the meanest expression I could muster. “Stop. Fighting. Me.” She flushed bright pink down to her tits and then melted slightly into the chair, the fight draining out of her and her mouth opening in a quiet moan.

I smirked and softened my voice. “Good girl.Now let’s see what we can do about keeping you occupied for a few hours until I have time to make yousuffera little.” Her mouth popped open, and her eyes dilated.

Excellent. Whether she knew it or not, her nightly hypnosis and conditioning was going well.Good girlwas no longer a panic-inducing trigger, but something that made her feel a little tingly in a very special place.

I checked my watch. Ten minutes. More than enough time. I tied the top of her arms down to the chair, ending right above the elbow, then secured her legs in a butterfly position. With her legs spread wide and her hips pressed down and unable to lift, it would be very hard for her muscles to contract the way they needed to for her to orgasm.

Just to make her a little more miserable, I knelt in front of her and brushed the very tip of my finger against the hood of her clit, not quite touching her where she wanted it. She attempted to thrash and thrust against my finger, but she was tied down securely and only managed to look cute as she struggled.

I put a toy inside her already soaking wet cunt, one of the new ones I’d been meaning to try. The toy was hooked up to my phone, and the exterior Bluetooth receiver for the toy curved around and rested on her clit, giving her a little tease of a vibration.

I set it to alternate between several of the more popular patterns available on the internet. Two hours of that was probably enough to run the battery out and get her nice and creamy.

I finished her bondage with a ball gag and set an electronic beeper in her hand in case she needed my attention. “That’s your safeword. Sounds like a doorbell, so you can interrupt me if you need to.”

She had a pair of noise-canceling headphones in the desk drawer that she normally used while I was on conference calls. I plugged them into my phone and stuck them in her ears. Then I pulled up my music app and located the playlist I had in mind.

There was a bucketload of audio files available on the internet all designed for getting subby little toys nice and warmed up and wet. With a little bit of stimulation from the toy and some ear candy for her voice kink, she was going to be nice and wet and desperate for me. As a finishing touch, I removed my tie and blindfolded her. I watched her eyes widen the split second before I blocked out her vision.

The armchair was close enough to me that I could keep my phone on my desk and control it, but far enough away and out of sight that she didn’t appear on my screen. But that also meant she had to be quiet, because any moans or cries would be picked up by my microphone.

Right before I sat down and logged onto the call, I unplugged one earphone and whispered in her ear. “Now... be very quiet for me, goblin princess. Moaning or making naughty noises while I’m on a call is strictly off limits. I trust you can be good for me for a little while. Can’t you?”

She nodded, already breathing hard.

“Well... we’ll see. Maybe if you’re really good all through this call, you’ll get that spanking you so desperately crave.”

She bit her lip and swallowed a moan. I turned on the playlist.

The call got done alittle faster than I’d expected, and the time flew by. I thoroughly enjoyed letting my eyes dart away from the screen and to the armchair where Alice sat incapacitated and dripping onto the furniture. She struggled and shuddered and fought to come, but each time she got too close I turned off the vibration or paused the audio until she calmed down. Occasionally, when she seemed to be a little too relaxed, I would reach my hand over and out of the screen’s view, and stroke her leg, or tweak one of her nipples. Every time, she steeled herself and bit down on the ball gag to stay quiet.

When the call was finally over, I turned off my computer and kicked one leg over the other, allowing myself to watch her suffer undistracted.

The very last audio file on the playlist was one I had made earlier in the week, knowing it would be fun to surprise her with it when the time was right. It was short, but effective. Four or five minutes of me using Alice’s name and her nicknames, growling out all the evil things I wanted to do to her. She thrashed and squirmed in the chair, struggling to remain quiet. I did not relent on the toy, nor did I pause the audio. I knew it was close to the end of the track.

Sure enough, I cut the toy off right as the audio finished. She let out the softest sound of a complaint; quiet enough that it probably wouldn’t have been heard on the microphone, but since the call was over, I could hear it.

Piece by piece I removed her torture devices. Her eyes met mine with a desperation that made me throb in my pants. She would do anything to finish right now, poor little delicious thing.

Too bad she was in trouble.

I felt myself smiling. “Now, didn’t I tell you not to make a sound?”

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