The Promise of Silk by Lilith Duvalier

Author:Lilith Duvalier [Duvalier, Lilith]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Evernight Publishing
Published: 2011-08-10T02:48:58.742000+00:00

Chapter Five

Alaric took a deep breath and tried to calm down. His cock was hard and exposed, the ribbon around it keeping him harder than he had ever been in his life, and he was tied to the box in the middle of Anisette’s tent, helpless until she returned.

He hadn’t even struggled. Anisette’s orders had washed over him. Sit here. Touch yourself. Stay still. And he’d obeyed. Even as the blood had surged in his bound cock, he had held his arms where he had been ordered to. All for a chance for her forgiveness. Her touch. Her attention.

His mouth was free, but it was obvious he couldn’t cry out. Any cry would be lost in The Row anyway, and he would rather not be rescued at all than let anyone see him like this. Out from under Anisette’s penetrating stare, he tried to move. The ropes were loose against his skin, not tight enough to hamper his circulation, but when he tried to move it was as though his arms were locked into his shoulder sockets, like his legs were anchored to the box.

You do want to stay with me, don’t you? she had asked.

He breathed deeply again, and decided this must be his punishment: to be desperate to be with her, and not have her. It wasn’t all bad really. He liked the feel of the silk sliding over his skin, and he found something oddly comforting about the restriction, something arousing about the restraints.

And the more time he spent here, under Anisette’s control, panting for the opportunity to have anything she would give him, the more he loved it. He had spent the last two days bellowing at a bunch of lazy idiot pirates, the same way he’d had to yell at the job he had hated so much in his former life, so they could get their damn balloons fixed and fly away and have the captain yell at them. The only thing that had kept him sane was the reminder, heavy between his legs, that he would spend the twilight hours with Anisette, enjoying an hour or two of blissful non-responsibility. And until tonight, a little bit of praise.

But he had left the safety of this tent, and gone out to the carnival and made a mistake, and now she was gone. He struggled a little longer, but the way it made it his cock bob between his legs was too much to bear. He tried to concentrate on the ache beginning in his knees, the pins and needles in his calves, the itch of the rope against his neck, anything but the unrelievable pressure in his cock, but he couldn’t. The sensations he could feel, and the ones he could imagine, filled his mind, leaving room for nothing else.

After what seemed like hours to his knees and years to his cock, Alaric heard the soft swish of silk parting, and the rustle of skirts. Anisette flashed into view, her dress catching the candle light as she turned around the corner into the room.

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