Love Me Tender

Chapter 11 (Jenn) - Gagged

Jay glared at me the entire time I was eating with his arms crossed and one leg placed over the other. I could feel his eyes on top of me staring at my half naked body in this stringy lingerie. I moved my arms over my breast trying to cover them.

"Move them," he ordered, his eyes etched on my arms with a grave expression on his face. I slid my arms downwards leaving my body exposed as a spectacle for him. My cheeks became pink as his eyes bore into me. I kept my head down trying to avoid eye contact with him.

"Would you like me to tell you a story, kitty?" he asked.

"Mmm," I responded, licking the lasagna sauce from between my fingers; trying to show my appreciation for the food he made. Despite everything he's done so far, Jay was a wonderful cook. I didn't want to make him angry again; I wanted to make an effort to obey him until he let his guard down.

"No," he responded. "You forgot to say 'Yes Master.' But maybe if you become a good enough kitty, I might tell you someday," he patted the top of my head. My body flinched instinctively with his touch, accidentally pressing on the buttplug.

"Ahh..." I released a strangling noise. The movement of the buttplug inside felt unpleasant, yet I felt a weird sense of pleasure building up inside me. Jay smiled at my discomfort noticing the wide-eyed expression on my face.

"You're such a cute little slave," he whispered, holding my leash and leading me back onto the bed. "But, you didn't thank me for the food."

"Thank you for the meal...Master." I murmured under my breath, but loud enough so he could hear. The side of his lips curled up into a twisted but sexy grin - it pissed me off; I could feel temperature rising inside my body. I questioned myself about how long I could put up with this charade meanwhile Jay made his way to the locked chest I saw earlier. It was black with gold plated buckles.

"You have a lot of sass, kitty." He remarked, pulling out a pink nylon rope and the ballgag from earlier, or maybe it was another one. The sight of them made my blood run cold, my anatomy still remember the feelings of my numb jaws and hands from yesterday.

What'd I do this time? My eyebrows knitted as I glared straight at him. I glimpse at the door; I wanted to run away, but he might probably catch me before I even got there and punished me harder. He approached me and began tying my feet together looping around from the top portion of my knees to the top of my ankles. He then flipped me over, looping rope from the top section of my elbows to my wrists. Then he proceeded to tie the rope around my wrists to the rope around the ankles, tightly together behind my back.

"You're gonna wear this until you learn to have a decent conversation with me." He then proceeded to put the gag in my mouth buckling it tightly. I was like pork on the centre of a table ready to be eaten by this ravishing man. "This is called a hogtie, one of my favourite bondage ties, you will be in it often." He then kissed me on the cheek.

"Do I leave you here tied up like this for a few hours?" I couldn't tell if he was sarcastic or not with his unblinking expression on his face, but he glaring me straight in the eyes. He squeezed my ass cheeks tightly and proceeded to slap it once.

"Mmm!" I exclaimed, shaking my head briskly as if to say 'no,' but I could barely shake my head because of how tight the ropes were.

Jay picked up his camera, making his way infront. "I don't want to leave you either. We will be together forever." The flash of the camera blinded me for a second. "Do you like being gagged?"

No! I cogitated about how the muffled sound leaving my mouth will be interpreted in his mind.

"Mmm," I responded impassively, my eyebrows flattened.

"Me too," Jay disappeared behind me. "Do you know why you're being punished like this right now?"

I shook my head from side to side.

"It's because you are my woman now and you should be comfortable having a conversation with me." I could hear soft shuffling sounds behind me. "I just want it to be similar to before we met." He then picked up the dishes and left the room. Am I really going to be tied up like this for hours as he said? The thought of it made my body quiver.

As time went by I could feel the rope around my arms and legs grew tighter and tighter. Saliva drizzled out the side of my lips soaking up the sheets under me until moisture started seeing into my chest. God, please help me. I was an atheist but right now I felt like I needed someone to help me besides by myself. All I had to do was talk to him, but how can I talk to someone who lied, kidnapped and torture me? When was he going to let me go? Like inception, it felt like I had been trapped for two months, but in reality it had only been two days.

This position was insufferable for me. My back was arched backwards with my neck slightly lifted in the air and my bound limbs made it impossible for me to move or shimmy into a slightly more comfortable position. I would have to stay like this until Jay felt like coming to untie me.

I closed my eyes and began to think of my mother again. I could hear her voice distinctly warning me about living alone in Seattle.

"I don't think it's safe for you to be living on your own away from your friends and family," I recalled. "You're not old enough."

"Mom, I'm 23. Besides I have friends here." At that time my only friends were Mia and Jay and look how that turned out.

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I felt his firm hands slide across the front of my face gently removing the ballgag. I was daydreaming so much that I managed to fall asleep.

"How was your cat nap, kitty?" he smiled smugly as his pupils met mines.

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Authors Note (12/11/2016)

Sorry, I took so long with a new chapter. I had been really ill this month and was in the hospital. Thankyou all those who waited and all the support. Hope you liked this chapter!

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