Marina

Chapter 10: All tied up

When we got home I shoved Shelby through the door, then into the bedroom. Her eyes were dark and it made me need her even more, I wanted to rip her apart in a passion. I knew she loved when I used her, pushed her and broke her, because she knows I'll always fix her after.

"On the bed, on your knees. Hands behind your back." She obeyed, while I was behind me, watching. I made sure she couldn't see me, her head was in the pillows. I loved building up the anticipation, making her wait. It was only about a minute, but by how needy she was, it probably felt longer, as she was whining severely.

I undid her cuffs and slid rope across her wrists, then tighten and secured them together. "Parfait," I said. She giggled, "I look as good as food?" She asked.

I rolled my eyes, "It means perfect, kitten. But, you are definitely more delicious." I grabbed my cane and walked close to her, kneeling onto the bed. "Oh I so have missed seeing you like this mon chaton." I swung against her ass and the back of her thighs, watching them shake a few seconds after the initial impact, till the sting subsided. I could see her dripping on her leg and laughed, slipping my finger between her legs, scooping up some of her arousal and tasting it.

I moaned softly and she whimpered, she couldn't see but knew what I did. "I need you! Miss please I'm aching!" I chuckled darkly, I knew she needed me. I could see that. Would I give in so. Would I give im so easily? Not a chance.

I undid her restraints, but just to move her off the bed and I dragged her to my other room. It had excess toys that didn't fit in my room; my, well, now our, BDSM room. I tied her to my X-frame, better control than the bed. I put it away from the wall so I could walk behind her, makes for more suspense. Once she was strapped in, I could see her breathing become harder, she was a little scared but didn't say anything. Oh I've been holding back. I always hold back though, never reveal all my secrets.

I started rubbing the thin wood against her skin, watching here eyes dart down, trying to follow the torture.

"Eyes front, baby." She didnt listen and I swung back, giving a particularly harsh strike. She whimpered.

"Yeux. Devant." I said, using the voice she loves. I saw a shiver run down her spine and held in the chuckle, this was serious and her eyes still followed the moving cane.

I dropped the cane and she flinched as it clattered against the hardwood floors. Makes for easier clean-up. I chuckled softly, walking behind her and put of her eyesight. "Do you need to know what Yeux devant means, kitten?" I whispered in her ear from behind. She whimpered, shaking her head. "No?" I questioned.

She again, shook her head. "It means eyes front, Miss," she answered. I just laughed, so now she was going to be good? I grabbed her throat from behind and choked her, making her head snap forward, though I'm sure her eyes weren't.

"Kitten, this is where your eyes and head should go when I say 'eyes front' is that understood?" She gasped but couldn't make out any words, her mind was fogging up. She didnt know what to think and started trying to move her arms, but the restraints wouldn't give.

I let go, allowing her a minute to breathe and regain blood to her brain while I walked around. I wanted to look into her eyes. They were dark with arousal and she tried hard not to give it away, her eyes looking away from mine.

"Kitten, if you don't listen one more time..." She reluctantly looked into my eyes, and her eyes turned to one of absolute submission, one that I was so used to seeing. Her face and eyes fell, relaxing and turning so needy.

"Please Mistress I need you! I'm aching for your touch!" Oh she must really feel the need for it, she was really set on being a brat. I ran my fingers up and down her body, then my body followed the way, my lips skimming her skin as I picked up the cane. On my way up I took my time, nibbling and biting hard in some places, watching her body tense at each pain, then relax.