Chapter 214: Chained to the bed

"It's a word you can remember to say when you want me to stop whatever am doing to you," Andrey Volkov explained.

"I have never wanted you to stop before," my response was instant and I slapped my hand over my mouth when I registered what I had said.

Andrey chuckled. It was a low rumble in his chest that made me squeeze my thighs together. contained.

"Good to know. But for tonight I want you to have one. Please."

"Allegro," I chirped the first word that popped up in my head.

Andrey paused but after a second he nodded his head. He took a breath, too slow and turned back to his closet. Bending over, he opened a drawer I had never seen him open before.

"Alright I can remember that." He pulled a black case out of that drawer and turned around to face me again. "If at any point you uncomfortable or you want me to stop remember to say it," he added.

I swallowed hard at his words, but a voice in the back of my mind was screaming that we wouldn’t need it and dancing eagerly for what was coming next. However, the sight of that mysterious case made me wary and I licked my lips as I watched him set it on the bed next to me.

"Are you ready, baby?" His voice was warm and intoxicating that deep timbre that carried authority without him needing to raise it. There was no way I would tell him no, so I nodded my head.

"Climb back on the bed and lie down for me."

A mask fell on Andrey’s face and the sudden darkness clouding his eyes made goosebumps spread all over my body. For a split second, I could have sworn his pupils flickered  like something wild stared back through him.

When I didn’t immediately move, he narrowed his eyes at me and I flinched. The dominance in his gaze was palpable, heavy like a command that hit deeper than words. Quickly moving back on the bed, I laid down and set my head on the pillow. Even with the comfortable bed underneath, I was tense and visibly shivering.

"Relax, baby, just relax," Andrey sat on the bed and leaned over me. The air around him carried the faint scent of something untamed beneath the expensive cologne.

I watched him as he reached out and lightly traced his fingers over my skin as he took off my bra and thong. Each touch was light as air as he undressed me. His fingertips left trails of heat, and I felt like he could sense my heartbeat through my skin. I didn’t miss the chain and black leather handcuffs he picked up after I was lying naked. Andrey didn’t miss the nerves in my expression either.

"Are you alright with this?" he asked, taking one of my hands and rubbing his thumb over my knuckles. There was warmth in his touch , almost too warm and something about it made my pulse race faster. Memories of the night he used his belt to tie my hands together came to my mind, and I nodded while gnawing on my bottom lip.

Andrey was gentle as he cuffed my wrists and lifted them over my head. He connected the chain to the bed and made sure that my arms were resting comfortably on the pillow but still tight enough so that I couldn’t move far. My chest rose and fell with each breath I took. Anticipation weighed on my chest like an elephant, but something warm coiled in my stomach while I watched this man.

After my arms were secure, Andrey rose to his feet and went back to the black case at the foot of the bed. I swallowed over my dry tongue when I saw him pull out a long black bar with leather cuffs at the ends.

"Is it okay if I secure your legs, Elena?"

"Yes," I breathed out.

His face was so focused as he got to work, cuffing my legs with that short pole. While silent, I started to wonder what it was but the second my ankles were bound up in the soft leather, he clicked something on the bar and it nearly tripled in length.

"Oh!" I gasped, looking down at the pole keeping my legs separated.

Andrey got an eyeful of my bare pussy from where he stood at the foot of the bed, and a dimple appeared in his cheek as he took in the sight of me splayed out across the dark comforter. "Spread bar! Very fun. I will warn you now, the more you separate your legs the further the bar will spread. After seeing how flexible my little dancer is, I think you can handle it," Andrey winked at me, and I felt a flush spread across my chest and up to my face.

His hand disappeared into the case again, and he didn’t need to tell me what the black and gold object he pulled out next was. The vibrating of the wand filled my ears when Andrey turned it on and smiled down at me. Then he turned it off and tossed it down between my legs and reached into the case again.

"I think we will add this too." There was a blindfold hanging off his finger as he looked up at me, one brow raised in silent question.

I was already tied up and completely at Andrey Volkov’s mercy. For me there was no turning back now. Again, I nodded my head in response. When he hovered over me to cover my eyes, I was calmed down by his scent. Then the world turned dark.

"Taking your vision will enhance everything else. And all you will be to focus on is the pleasure in your body and the sounds of what I’m doing to you," he traced his hand down the length of my body and I sucked in a gasp. "See what I mean?"

Every little touch felt like lightning on my skin as Andrey began to touch me. Rubbing his hands up my sides, across my stomach, and up between my breasts. My skin was hot, but my insides were all twisted up at the feeling of his palms on my flesh. He rolled my hardened nipples between his fingers, and the pleasure went from my breasts to my navel.

I tried to squeeze my legs together to relieve the ache throbbing between my thighs, but the bar was keeping them apart.