Chapter 148 Chapter 148

Chapter 148 Chapter 148
Roman's POV

It's time, little slut." I picked her up, lifting her with ease, throwing her over my shoulders. "Time to show you my very special place."

She didn't utter a word in our movements. She couldn't. Her body still reliving its high, still starstruck with the shocks and pleasure. I carried her around the room and up to that wall, pressed on the button. A keypad appearing as I dialed that 5 letters code.

The wall opened. A door sliding through, and I took us in. Into the place that I'd been wanting to take her for the longest time, ever since I fingered the fuck out of her at that meeting with people seated with us.

She was meant for this place. I knew it right then.

It was time to introduce her to it.

I set her down as we were in. Steadying her on her heels slightly, knees still weak, but they'd better brace up. We still had much to do.

Everywhere was pitch black. Amber/golden illumination hitting seconds later as I turned on the lights. Everywhere still dark, but more with a presence now. A dark presence that had her tensed up in front of me as she saw it. Took it all in.

"W-what is this place?"

I leaned closer, held her closer. "Deep End, little slut. Welcome to Deep End."

She stilled. Paused.

Then turned, confused. "Deep End? Don't we already have a Deep End? Outside. With clients in it right now."

"We do." I confirmed, "But that's a different. That's regular. This, is the actual Deep End. The Chamber."

"Huh?"

I could see the wheels turning in her head. Her eyes leaving me, taking in the room inch by inch. Seeing it for what it was, her expression changing equally. Body language, aura, all of it switching with her emotions.

First it was confusion, then curiosity, then recognition, fear and finally.

Excitement.

Starting from the St. Andrew's cross permanently mounted on the left, the equipment display holding leather cuffs, collars, blindfolds, ropes, paddles, floggers... all of them lined up and neatly arranged.

To the closed drawers beneath holding supplies. The dark leather restraint bench, narrow padded platform, high-backed chair for where I intended to ruin her. The queen size bed ahead, restraint discreetly installed on the sides. She felt them all.

Slowly walking towards some, feeling them underneath her fingers tips. Cautious, but curious at the same time. The chains and cuffs dangling in her wake.

Eventually her eyes landed on the mirror. The smoked mirror, dark, fixed on the right wall facing her. Giving the entire room visual. You could see every inch of yourself, no matter where you stood in the room, in the mirror.

She saw herself, then saw it too.

The main dish for the evening. My dessert.

Her ruining.

And with that, all understanding registered. Everything else going on pause for her as she stared at it. Then me.

"Is that...is that what I think it is?"

I smirked, low. Watching her, "Take a guess, brown eyes."

She moved instantly. Headed for it at the center of the room, her movements fluid and silent in the dark. Almost not noticeable. Like a sexy dark ghost with a red bow and lips. Blending so naturally and so perfect like she was meant for the darkness.

When she finally reached it, paused few steps around it... I saw it then.

She saw it too. Knew it. Felt it in her bones.

That she was in one big trouble.

A big fat trouble.

"What is the Eclipse Frame doing here?"

Silence.

"What is it doing down at Seraph Wing?" I retorted at the end, looking back at her. Holding that gaze as she turned. That sweet delicious worried, scared but increasingly anticipating gaze.

"You ordered it here?" She asked, "You had it...moved up here?"

"I did." I said, "But I didn't move it. Didn't take the ones already at Seraph, this is a different purchase. A special order. One fit for just one person, specifically for one person."

She stirred. Clearly understanding what I meant. Still, "Who? Who did you get it for?" She looked around, "I can't dare to imagine just how many people you've brought here."

I paused. Stared at her, stared at that beautifully ugly jealousy rise in those brown eyes. My lips tugging upwards, feet moving to her. "You're imagining? Imagining doing things in here."

"Haven't you?" She held my gaze, watched me close in on her. Surround her without touching, eyes pinned on eachother, breaths fawning our faces.

"It's you." I whispered, "I did it for you. With you in mind. You think I've forgotten all about how you moaned my name in your sleep hours after getting on one of these on our trip?"

She swallowed. Fluster instant.

The sleek gold features of the feminine curved frame, glowing behind her. Standing out like a hot mess under the dim amber light.

Perfect. For her.

Waiting for her. And I couldn't wait to get her on top of it.

"I had another one delivered privately using your specifications from when you tested it back then." I admitted shamelessly, having nothing to hide. "I've been thinking about you on top of it for a while now. A really, long while, little slut." Her breath stuttered, disbelief and yet eagerness framing her form. Her eyes.

"You like it?" I whispered, she turned slightly, angled to it, neck exposed. I inhaled slowly, taking in that faint jasmine again. Holding back just enough, my voice a tight growl. "Tell me if you like it, you like what I've done."

She bit her lip. Hard

Then nodded.

"Say it." I pushed, gritting.

She looked up, lips parted shamelessly. "I like it. I like when you do crazy stuff like this, you bastard."

I lost it.

Grabbed her hard and took those lips. Rough. Not giving her time to process, squeezed that ass hard as I let go almost immediately.

"You're really bad, little slut. So bad." She gasped, mouth open. Tempting. "I like it."

I backed up then. Giving her space, giving me space to else... things would take a whole different turn and last thing I wanted was to scare her instead of easing her into this place.

Even if my cock didn't exactly agree with me.

"Do you know why I brought you here? Do you understand what this place is?" I asked her, giving her time.

She shook her head. Again.

"Speak." I commanded, she straightened.

"N-no."

Good.

"I like this place." I started, "I like coming here, doing things in here, with the things you see in here. I like adding new things too. Eclipse Frame for instance." She looked at me, attentive. My mind already picturing her being exactly that but over at the cushion. The kneeling station with the chair and soft cushion for the knees. Her knees.

My eyes went to it unconsciously, the internal overpowering the external and she saw it. Took in the set up too.

"What is that for?" The question came, innocent.

I smirked, looked at her, then back there. "Take a guess. What do you think it's for?"

She stared. Adjusted. Cheeks flaming hot and automatically avoiding my eyes. "It's a set up for a sub and Dom situation. Perfect for domination. Oral domination and more precisely, for you and me."

"You want me to be our sub?"

"Aren't you already?" I moved to her, closed in on her. Her breath shaky again, "Aren't you my sub, little slut? Aren't you?" I stroked her thighs, moving upwards, backwards to her ass, feeling her clench, swallow. "Aren't you obediently aching right now. Waiting, thinking, imagining my hands deep inside of you, my cock shoved all the way down that little nasty throat of yours. Have you obeidently kneel over there as I take you. Tell me you're not imagining it.Say it."

She shivered. Shuddered. Lashes blinking repeatedly, struggling to steady her breath. Especially as I wrapped round one of those soft molds behind, squeezing as I lifted it up, held it, a finger toying slowly with that tight hole there. She jerked. Grabbed me, eyes almost pleading, lips parted like the slut she was. Grinding against that finger, wanting more shamelessly. "Fine. Fine I'm your sub. I'm your slut. Do whatever you want with me."

I choked.

My pants constricted hard. "You sure about that? No take backs after this."

She grabbed me, glared. "I'm sure, you bastard. Fucking take me hard."

I paused. Loved that single instruction. Permission. "We're going to have so much fun. Strip!" I pulled away completely. Backing her as I undid my buttons.

"W-what? What do you mean?"

I paused as I turned, realising I didn't say the ground rules. "No clothes in here, brown eyes. No questions. No complaints. No interruptions. Just obedience, pleasure and pain. Now strip." I unbuckled my pants watching her. Taking off my shirt completely, moving it to the side, along with my pants, her eyes taking in every inch of me. Fire burning behind every spot she took in, hunger so clear in those brown orbs.

I'd never thought I would see a woman so turned on. A woman so hungry for sex, consumed with lust. For me.

That was the most important. That I could evoke these emotions, reactions out of her. And I'd make sure no one else ever could ever again. Not in this lifetime. Not the way I do it for her.

That was my mission.

So, "Take off your clothes." I reminded her, watching as she swallowed. Movements swift after that, a zipper and it all came down. Her dress. Pooling at her feet, pointy heels kicking it off with ease, leaving in its wake a far more captivating, immoral, sinful view before me.

Black high heels, host covered legs, thighs, stopping just enough to keep you salivating as you move up to the inner thighs, well structured waist, lace g-string in its wake. Naked belly, swollen chest and smooth as fuck face.

She had the body of a goddess, shoot me any day, anytime I say otherwise!

I don't know what part was my undoing. If it was the waist down or the chest or the face. The unbelievable innocence staring back at me in those brown eyes, shyness even.

I'd seen her naked several times since we started this thing between us. I'd touched her over and over, but every single time, I got to see different shades of beauty. There was nothing more captivating than the sight of a fully naked woman with big round breasts and perky nipples, staring up at you. Take it from me.

"I like it this way." I approached, touching her lightly, moving hair from her shoulders. "You can
stay this way, little slut. I'll rip the rest off as we go." I pushed her down just then, putting her on top of that frame. The very place I'd imagined her over and over.

"This will be your first memory in the chamber, let's make it unforgettable."