His Perfect Wife Strikes Back

33 S&M

This is a room filled with all kinds of S&M tools. There was also a cross for binding prisoners, a special chair for torture, and a large bed with white sheets in the innermost corner.

"Are you afraid?" He stood behind me, his fingers caressing my hair. His voice was gentle, but it sounded like a different person.

"This is the real you, isn't it?" I stared at everything in the room. They were all new, as if they had been given special permission to greet someone.

Did Frade get this for me?

"It's not too late for you to quit. I never force anyone!" Frade's breathing rang in my ears, and the heat from his nose rubbed against the skin on the back of my neck!

"You're going to tame me here, aren't you?" I turned and looked at him in the eye. His green eyes were like a fog blown away by the wind, and I began to see the complex emotions in his eyes.

There is a devil in his gentleman's cloak, and he stands before me now, and when I nod, he will take it off and reveal himself, and he will devour my body and my soul.

But I'm not afraid, because I've seen real hell.

"Haven't you always wanted to enter my world?" His hand lifted my chin. "I can feel that you and I are the same. I've been waiting for you to take the initiative to approach me. You have no idea how lonely I am!"

"Then what are you waiting for? Let's go! Let's see how good you are at taming me!" I smiled at him, and he looked surprised. Maybe he didn't expect me to agree so quickly.

"I have to tell you before we start. If you feel uncomfortable or need to stop during this process, raise the index finger of your right hand." His voice becomes low, "Because I don't want you to get hurt!"

"You want to tame me, but you're worried that I'll get hurt?" I sneered. "Isn't that a contradiction? Are you afraid that I'll bleed, or that you won't be able to tame me at all?"

Frade stared at me, his eyes fixed on the whip on the table. "You have to remember what I just told you!"

"Go ahead, Frade!" I said sarcastically. "Don't be such a little boy. Don't you want your mommy's milk?"

This move really angered him. He took off his shirt roughly, revealing his firm PECS. The blood vessels in his arm swelled under the muscle tissue. His eyes suddenly became cold, and red blood spread in his eyes like a spider's web.

"Come on, don't hesitate!" I smiled at him. We don't know who will be tamed!

He pounced on me like a mad beast. He threw me easily into bed, and then he tried to reach for the whip on the table. So I jumped out of bed when he wasn't looking and slammed into his body.

He fell to the ground by accident, with a look of surprise on his face. He obviously didn't expect me to fight back.

Now the whip was in my hand, and I struck him several times mercilessly. The sound of the skin being whipped echoed in the darkroom, and I whipped him a few more times.

He blocked the whip's approach with his hand. The whip left red streaks of blood on the muscles of his strong arm. He bore my whips, but never fought back.

"It's not that easy to tame me!" I rejoiced in his submission, and great satisfaction filled my heart. Maybe that's what I've always wanted to do. Make all men bow at my feet.

Suddenly, he took hold of the whip and twirled it around his wrist. The handle of the whip was gripping my hand, and he pulled me down with all his might.

I fell on top of him, his palm slapping my buttocks, making a crisp sound.

"Is that all you got, Frade?" I laughed, and the weight of my body fell on him, and I mounted his belly and put one hand around his neck.