Take Me, Break Me by Cari Silverwood

Author:Cari Silverwood [Silverwood, Cari]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Amazon: B00BOVL2CE
Publisher: Wolf Charm Press
Published: 2013-03-03T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

Klaus

The needles – since I’d told her she’d be sorry, I’d been imagining using them as punishment.

This is wrong, had been going round and round in my head for ages. Should I, would I?

I wanted to do it so much. This would all end sometime soon. It was a good punishment. Maybe too good. Was it wrong? I still hadn’t figured that out. I hadn’t decided if I would use them.

I hadn’t tied her in bondage this restrictive for ages. From the couch, I watched her little squirms, as she tested the ropes to get loose. The unhappy pout and tiny scowl she sent my way had me striving not to grin. I loved that. Knowing it wasn’t quite what she expected added to the satisfaction I got from all this.

Where I had her sitting in the center of the dining table on the mattress, she doubled as a decorative centerpiece.

The shibari I’d done was beautiful, pushing out her breasts like ripe fruit. Perched in the middle were those pink-brown targets – lures for my tongue and mouth. Simply tying her, binding her, into position had stirred my girl and five minutes ago her nipples had been standing up pert and tight. Now they were flat but that only made her areola look shinier and succulent. They seemed to beg me to go over there and suck them. My dick twitched at the thought. I could taste them already, I knew them that well.

I had such a good idea for tonight. I’d been thinking about this for days, wondering if I should go there. Like Moghul recommended, I’d tested them on my own skin to make sure I could do this. Ouch for sure. But I had my experience helping out Jon now and then at his vet clinic on the island. His nurses tended to be away on the mainland on weekends, and as a regular fellow kayaker, I’d gotten to know him well on my early morning stints.

A pang of regret hit me. I missed being able to do those. An hour out paddling on the ocean with Jodie left here alone? No. I couldn’t do that.

At any rate, I’d become nonchalant about sticking needles into animals, so why not people, or women in particular? It wasn’t that difficult to use needles. And now, I had the best excuse ever. Punishment. I put my arm along the back of the couch and contemplated her some more as I decided.

She whimpered enticingly and wriggled.

The midway point of the rope looped at the back of her neck then went down and wrapped about her chest, circumnavigating each breast before the rope continued on down and dived between her legs. Her knees were folded up and strapped; her wrist cuffs were clicked to the outsides of the thigh cuffs. She was bent over like a little package. Every entry I wanted access to was available in an instant. But it was her breasts I wanted first.

I waited some more, pretending to concentrate on the TV, when really, I was going over what she’d done today.

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