Obsession's Embrace

Ice, Brats, and Canes

The next morning I'm woken up by Electra pouring cold ice water onto my body. I squeal and try to sit up, only to realize I'm tied face down onto the bed.

In the downstairs room.

"What the fuck?!" I shout.

She stares at me with a sinister grin and holds up the key to the cuffs around my wrists.

"Two ways you get this. Earn it. Or use your safe word to tap out."

I glare at her.

"Fuck you," I mumble.

She smirks and pulls a cane off the wall. Are my eyes able to pop from my head? Because it fucking feels like it.

"Are you being a brat, babygirl? What do brats get?" She asks with a grin, mocking me.

My lips thin. Refusing to answer her. Refusing to give her what she wants. Only it backfires. She swings the cane through the air and it lands on my back with a loud crack.

A loud scream from the back of my throat sounds in the room. I grip the chains attached to the cuffs and groan. Electra lands another blow to my back and I cry out in agony, my head throwing back.

"What do brats get, Rhea?" She taunts me.

"Punishment!" I shout in a scream just as she canes my back again.

I whimper and squirm as much as my tied wrists and legs will allow. Electra runs her fingers through her hair and looks at me.

"Count to five and don't miss one. For your own sake," she says.

"Please," I whisper.

"You didn't go easy on me. Don't insult me by thinking I will on you," she says as she swings the cane and it lands on my ass with a whack.

I scream and my back arches.

"One!" I cry.

Tears are already pricking my eyes when she swings again. And again. And again. I'm twisting side to side with each hit, desperately trying to dodge them.

"Two, three, four!" I sob.

Electra twists the cane around in circles, staring me down. Watching my body shake with my cries. This is the worst pain I've ever felt in the bedroom.

And fuck if it isn't turning me on. I'm well aware that I'm dripping. Soaking the sheets of the bed. The cane lands on my ass once more with a purpose and a blood curdling scream escapes my mouth.

"Five!" I scream, then moan.

The cane drops to the floor and Electra walks over to the bed. I turn my head to look at her, tears still streaming down my face. She smirks at me.

"You enjoyed it didn't you?"

I know she's not really asking. She knows the answer. I bite my lip and she climbs onto the bed, straddling my back.

The pain ignites more pleasure and she pulls my hair, pulling my head back. When I feel two fingers of her opposite hand rubbing through my folds and circling my clit, I moan and my eyes flutter.

"You want me?" She asks.

"Yes...please.." I whisper.

She shoves those two fingers into me and I moan louder. Biting my lip while she thrusts them in and out of me. Electra jerks on my hair and I whimper.

"Look at me. I want to see those eyes," she whispers.

I obey, opening my eyes and looking up into hers while she fucks me with her fingers. Shoving them in and out deeper and faster. Curling them just when I need her to.

I cry out again, this time in pleasure as I near the climax I desperately need. Ever since I heard Electra's cries and whimpers. I looked forward to this.

"Please," I moan.

"Cum, babygirl," she smirks down at me and I come unglued, cumming so hard my eyes roll back into my head.

Electra keeps pumping her fingers, slowing down to let me ride it out. Then she pulls them out and makes me watch as she licks them clean.

"Untie me," I say.

"Mmh. I thought about keeping you tied up here forever," she says.

"Electra," I reply with urgency.

She laughs and lets go of my hair. I wait impatiently as she unties my legs, then uses the key to free my hands. Once I can move, I roll underneath her and look up into her eyes.

"What?" She chuckles.

Instead of replying, I grab her by her shirt, pull her down to me, and kiss her. Hard. Her eyes go wide in shock before her body slowly relaxes and she closes her eyes. She kisses me roughly. Biting my lip as I grip her shirt so hard my knuckles turn white.

Kissing my stalker? 10/10.