Dementor (Rolling Thunder MC Birmingham Book 1) by Candace Blevins

Author:Candace Blevins [Blevins, Candace]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kaleidowords Publishing
Published: 2020-03-26T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

Ember

He put a bondage collar on me first, followed by wrist and ankle cuffs.

“Clasp your hands to the back of your head.”

I did, and he connected my wrist cuffs to the back of the bondage collar. This was how he was going to keep my arms out of the way, so he didn’t hit them with the horsewhip.

“You ankles are free, for now. You have the cuffs on so they’ll be handy if you go out of the circle twice.”

I couldn’t help but admire his oh-so-fine ass when he walked to the island in his kitchen, but then my heart flip-flopped in my chest when I realized he was bringing the hell-concoction back with him.

“Lean against the wall for balance and spread your legs wide.”

I backed up until I felt the wall and moved my feet apart.

“Wider.”

Fuck. I moved them farther apart and was thankful for the wall.

“Another eight inches.”

You know how guys’ balls can escape up inside them? My clit desperately wanted to be able to do that, but it couldn’t. It was just out there. Exposed. My heart raced in my chest. My fight-or-flight response desperately wanted to flee, but I anchored my feet to the floor and refused to move.

He squatted in front of me, poured some of the concoction into one hand, put the bottle down, spread my lips and lifted my clit hood with the fingers of his other hand, and then smashed his palm over my clit before rubbing it all around. He’d put perhaps a tablespoon of the oil in his palm, and now it was all over my exposed clit. He removed his hand and used his fingers to make sure the oil was everywhere — even at my entrance.

Everything in me wanted to pull my legs together and stand, but I couldn’t breathe. I was frozen in place. My eyes watered. My nose ran.

He stood and put way more than was necessary on my nipples, too. I felt it, of course, but the burning pain on my clit overshadowed everything.

“You can stand up straight when you’re ready, but stay against the wall for now.”

It didn’t take him long to wash his hands and move the furniture out of the way, crammed up against the far wall. Two chairs were moved to the kitchen. When he had way more than enough space clear, he dropped a yardstick on the floor and circled it around a point as he used painter’s tape to make a slightly lopsided circle. He had an extra five feet on two sides, and about three or four feet on the other two sides.

“I’ll be right back. Need to get the whip.”

I’ve been horsewhipped before, but I’d never been expected to be still for it. Usually, Able had connected my wrists to something over my head. I could dance and spin, but the rope above me didn’t let me move away from the whip.

Dementor’s whip looked as I expected it to. Hard to tell with it coiled, but I guessed at around five or six feet long, give or take.

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