Chapter 34: Night to remember

BLADE changes his usual demeanor of pounding her roughly to slow and steady, as if he’s entering her for the first time. They even kissed each other in a very romantic way, taking things slowly and savoring every last bit.

After their steamy encounter, he hugs her tightly while her head is on his chest listening to his breathing and heartbeat. This is something they never did before. “I’ll stay with you until the next day. My flight is in the afternoon, and I’ve already packed my things.” He says while looking at her, he then kisses her forehead.

She nods in agreement. “Do we have time to do it?” She asks.

“Do what?” His brows furrowed in confusion.

“The fantasy you want to do but can’t.” She says while she listens to his heartbeat, she can sense the sudden change in his breathing.

“I think we have, but it will be rigorous,” he says while staring at her.

“As I mentioned before, I'm at your disposal. This will be our last. Why don’t you pour everything you have?” She suggests while she’s caressing his chest.

He sat on the bed and then said, “Let me take my things in the car.” He got dressed, and before he left he looked at her with a menacing smile on his face. This sends shivers down her spine, but she brushes it off.

She stays lying on the bed while waiting for him, thinking about what kind of demented things he would do to her. The anticipation put a smile on her face and a boiling lust on her private parts.

After a few minutes, he returned with a black box, and proceeded to take out the things inside it and put them on the table.

It’s like watching a mechanic with his toolbox or a surgeon with his surgical instruments.

While taking out the things inside the box, he says without looking at her, “You asked for this!” He declares with a sinister grin on his face. The atmosphere became eerie in an instant.

He then moves closely to her and starts tying her up in a Shibari Gyaku Ebi style. He meticulously tied her hands then moved the rope around her body, while pinching and spanking her along the way. Her ankles are tied directly to her neck instead of the chest harness, moving her ankles will put strains on her neck.

The position also puts strain on her chest, making breathing difficult. After tying her, he started rolling her on her back, making it extremely inconvenient for her to move and all her weight was on her tied up ankles and arms. He put a ball gag in her mouth, then took a red candle out of the box and lit it up. The wax starts to melt, and he slowly pours wax all over her breast. She winces at every drip of wax on her skin.

He continued dripping the wax all over her chest, then to her private part, she wiggled her body in pain, but she was unable to move. She can see how he sadistically stares at her face and she can feel that her whimpers feed his mania, and it's making him hard.

After minutes of candle waxing her, he finally stops and takes the nipple clamps that are neatly arranged on the table. He sucks, licks, and nibbles her fully erect nipples and clips them. She trembles and breathes heavily as he clips her nipples. He then rolled her, her belly flat on the bed, and then he took a whip and started hitting her butt.

At every hit she takes, she gasps and clenches her hand tighter. She drools uncontrollably and makes her throat dry.

“It hurts, it hurts so badly, but I’m enjoying it. What's wrong with me?” she thought to herself while tears started to trail down her face.

He could see her body shake, her hands clenched, she wanted to move her legs but was strained from doing it. Her whole body is his to use and abuse. He stares at her blood-red behind and starts to move the whip around her back. In every movement he do, she make a low sound of pleasure, pain and fear.

He can’t stop smiling eerily, he moves close to her and smells her hair. He then caresses her head in a flirtatious manner that makes the hair on her back stand up. He sees how her body reacts and is delighted by it. He pulled her hair and she gasped loudly. He saw her drooling like a wild animal while her eyes were covered in tears.

He kept admiring the masterpiece he created, but it was not enough for him.

He took the end of the rope that was on her back and started lifting her off the bed. He tied the other end of the bedpost. She was suspended 3 feet in the air facing the bed, her arms, legs and ankles became numb, and she could feel that the ropes were tightening around her chest. Breathing became harder for her. She was gasping for air, her head lowered, and her gaze fixed on the white sheets. She felt all her fluids dripping, her drool, her tears and the liquid from down there.

While she’s trying to adjust herself and steady her breathing, she suddenly feels cold water dripping on her back. Soon she felt his hand tracing her spine using an ice cube, which sent literal chills to her body. She moans softly and moves her back as a reaction to the sudden cold.

He walks in circles around her, tracing her whole body using the ice. When he stops in front of her, she can feel his gaze. She looks up and their eyes meet.

Her face is red, the strap of the gag is piercing her cheeks and her eyes are teary. She has this look on her face that emanates innocence, passion and desire.

Meanwhile, he looks at her in a domineering sadistic way, he has an insatiable urge to punish her and see her moaning in pain. He observes her breathing, which is now slow and steady. He removes her ball gag and changes it to a spider mouth gag to keep her mouth open. Preparing her for the next stage.