Boudoir Secrets

Chapter 32

The wet cloth wiping her face woke her. Fear replaced relief as she realised it wasn't all just a bad dream. Afraid to speak, she numbly stared as her body was cleaned gently, almost motherly. The ache in her joints returned and she cried as she twisted to relieve the pressure. Her waste was removed and the whole area tidied. A sigh escaped her lips and she bent her head to look into the eyes of her assailant. Something sinister was looking back at her. Not human. The tongue that licked her gently between her legs was all too human however and she rebuked herself for being aroused. This was so very wrong. Moaning, she moved to accommodate the penetration. Too soon, it stopped.

One leg was released from imprisonment and just as quickly was bound with a soft leather band. It had a chain attached to it but it mattered not. To move one's leg, the relief... Her other leg was also freed and bound. If her hands weren't chained to the walls she would have crumbled in a heap.

Held against the wall by the attacker's body, her arms faced the same fate. Why the sudden remorse? Or was this all part of some sick plan? Slowly she was moved to the chair she had stared at for the past few days. The chains were to keep her pinned to it. At least she was seated now. A knife deftly cut the shift away from her body. Kali shivered involuntarily when the cool blade touched her skin.

Naked and ashamed. Humiliated. Kali hung her head and refused to look up.

The mouth was now on her breast, suckling her nipples. Why was her traitorous body responding? She should spit but was afraid of what may happen. Closing her eyes, Kali was determined to enjoy her last moments of life before it was wretched from her. There were worse ways to end up at the pearly gates. Sigh.

Looking up again she noticed that the table had been cleared and there was a meal laid out for two. It appeared she would be fed. The smell made her stomach rumble. A glass of cold white wine was pressed to her lips and Kali was urged to drink. Perhaps it was poisoned? She didn't really care right now. It burned her as it went down and warmed her belly. Strong wine. Fed, pampered, cleaned... What was to become of her?

Not daring to upset the situation she demurely ate, swallowed and did as she was told and was repaid with licks and kisses to her tortured and aching body. Her arms and legs were bandaged and the wounds cleaned. Perhaps this was all a misunderstanding? Some sick and twisted bondage ritual?

Her scream was like that of any of the other victims. It took her by surprise and she stared at the gaping wound of her arm. Bone had been removed and blood gushed out freely. Kali passed out from pain and entered oblivion.