Chapter 168
KATE
I took a shower, put on some perfume, and wore a robe. I left my hair loose since he hadn't mentioned anything about it. I waited until there were only five minutes left until seven, and then I went upstairs, feeling my legs trembling with nervousness.
I stood in front of the door, took off the robe, and stared at the clock on the wall. Each passing second made my heart pound. I took a deep breath, exhaled, hugged myself, and knocked as soon as the clock struck seven.
Nathan opened the door a second later. He was wearing only a white shirt, a black tie, and leather gloves.
"Come in."
The room was somewhat dark. My heart raced even more when I saw the wooden X-shaped structure in the corner of the wall behind him. There were also some things hanging by the side that I had no idea what they were. I identified some whips, chains, ropes, and handcuffs. Were these things always here?
"Do you want to give up?" He was staring at me.
I shook my head.
"Then come in."
I forced my body to take a step, still hugging myself. He locked the door.
"Which word did you choose?"
"Cactus."
"Is your chosen word an attempt to affront me? " He furrowed his brow.
"No."
He gave me a stern look.
"Sorry. No, sir."
"So you didn't choose that word for its symbolism of resistance?"
"Yes, I did, sir."
"So you're lying?"
"Lying?"
"Are you saying that when you chose it, you didn't think for a second it would provoke me in some way?"
"I did, sir."
"Then you lied. You will be punished for this."
"But..."
"But? Do you want to continue? Think carefully about everything you will say in this room. Arms at your sides."
To obey him, I had to fight against all my desires to provoke him. I let my arms fall to my sides, exposing my breasts.
"Stay there." He indicated the spot in front of the X-shaped structure. I walked until I stood in front of it. Nathan came to me, holding a black satin blindfold. "Turn around."
I obeyed. He placed the blindfold over my eyes and secured it behind my head. I felt the leather of his gloves brush against my stomach, sending shivers down my spine. "Beautiful," he whispered in my ear.
He turned my body and made me take two steps back. I felt my back against the wood. "Raise one arm," he ordered, and I did. I felt something wrap around my wrist, and I could hear the sound of a chain. "Now the other one." I raised the second one, trying to pull the first one, confirming that it was tied as I imagined. He secured the other one. I couldn't see anything; I could only hear the sound of my heavy breathing.
The desire between my legs was growing, making me more restless.
I heard his steps moving away and then heard a metallic sound before he approached again. I could feel him in front of me. I moaned as I felt something tightening around my nipple, the pressure increasing and the pain growing stronger. I bit my lip as the same thing happened to the other nipple. I wanted to beg for him to touch me.
"Open your mouth." I opened it, and he placed a small ball, some sort of gag. I felt him hold it behind my neck. "Hold your head still. You can lean forward, but not backward."
Why? My nipples were hurting so much that it was hard to think straight. I felt the leather of his glove brush against my sex. I heard his steps again. I wanted to see what he was doing, but the blindfold made me even more anxious.
I felt something sliding down my stomach and brushing against my restrained nipples, which were so sore that they were driving me crazy. He pressed something thin and long against my sex, placing it between my legs, and then pulled it abruptly, making me moan.
That thing hit my thigh the next second, making a snapping sound. It was a whip. He continued, striking my stomach and my thighs, one after the other, making me moan even with the gag in my mouth. Each strike increased the desire between my legs.
He struck my sex, making me arch my back enough to tilt my head back, forgetting his warning. I felt my nipples being pulled, and I groaned, pulling my head back to its place immediately. Damn, my nipples were attached to the gag. My body was begging for relief.
"I warned you." He broke the silence. He must have been enjoying my suffering. "Let's see if you've learned." He struck my sex again, and I screamed, but I managed to keep my head in place. "Good. Let's see how long you can hold on."
I heard his steps.
The whip hit my buttocks hard. I was using all my concentration to keep my head in place. But he struck the other side even harder, and again and again until I lost control and arched my back again, lifting my head and pulling my nipples. I moaned and whimpered. It drained me. My buttocks burned as I tried to calm my breathing.
Then he took off the blindfold, the nipple clamps, and the gag. Then he removed his leather gloves.
I noticed the bulge in his pants, which made me pulse with desire. His fingers slid over my sex, pressing my clit and plunging inside me.
"It seems like you enjoyed that," he said, feeling how wet I was. "But I still have to punish you for lying." He walked until he was behind me. "Ready?"
"What are you going to do?"
"What did you say?"
"Sorry. What are you going to do, sir?" His hand struck my buttocks so hard that it made a loud smack, causing me to lift my feet off the ground. Damn.
"Do I have to restrain your legs?" he asked, warning me, before slapping the other side, making me moan. My skin was burning. I screamed when he slapped me again.
"Please..." I begged; it hurt so much. He struck both sides brutally again, making my skin burn.
"Please, what?" His hand wrapped around my neck, squeezing, while the other slid between my legs, pressing my clit.
"Please, sir," I groaned in a daze.
"What do you want?" he whispered in my ear, holding my hair and pulling my head back.
"You, sir."
Nathan let me go, and a minute later he appeared in front of me, now naked. He approached, grabbed my hips, and lifted my legs around him. My arms were starting to hurt.
His cock brushed against my sex before entering me, deeply. His hand wrapped around my neck, and he thrust violently. My body had reached its limit; I felt exhausted.
I had already lost control, moaning as he went deeper and deeper, filling me deliciously with each thrust.
His fingers found my clit between our bodies, and he skillfully massaged it until my body trembled, making me come violently and squeezing him inside me.
His movements only slowed down when he finally climaxed inside me, gripping my hips and groaning through his teeth. His eyes met mine when he finally came back to himself, panting. He kissed me and released my arms, taking me to the bed.
When our breaths calmed down, his hands moved down to my buttocks, massaging where he had spanked, and then he did the same to my wrists, gently.
"Were these things always here?" I asked curiously, resting my head on his chest.
"No. I had them brought in yesterday. I've never done this here before." I nodded. "Are you okay?"
"Yes. But I don't know if I'll be able to sit for the next few days." I felt him smile, and his hands returned to my buttocks, caressing them.
"What did you think?"
"Exciting, but at the same time, torturous. I think I'm too impatient."
"That's what it's about—finding pleasure in pain. But that was just the basics, baby. I haven't even come close to testing your limits."
"I can't even imagine what those things do." I stared at the weird things hanging.
"Maybe someday," he whispered, kissing my forehead.
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