Thread: In a Twisted World {Prince x LeatrixSage}

If the night ever ended, Aislinn had the strangest feeling she would dream of blue eyes, knotted ropes, and talented fingers. If anything could have tempted her to press her legs together in an effort to hide herself, it was those very same digits taking the excuse to check that knot that rolled and flipped over tender flesh. His feigned ignorance made Aislinn laugh despite herself, even with his lips brushing against her ear to make her skin tingle. She had to admit it, he had learned quickly. He sighed, a small sound, but one filled with self-denial. It gave Aislinn a sense of pause, like a moment when a beautiful music just stopped to leave an unfinished silence hanging on the air so that the listener was left holding their breath waiting for something that would never happen. He was utterly unlike any other man she knew, and a since of shame began to settle in. Shed handed him nearly every advantage to abuse her trust, and hed taken not a single one. Meanwhile, shed been doing absolutely nothing to make it easy on him. The honesty of the situation was stark and sobering. He may not know it, but she was using him to satisfy her need to rebel against things she couldnt control, and it wasnt fair. He stepped back, separating them so that cool air replaced his warmth, and it drove home the sudden void she felt forming between them. Shed put his very life at risk for this little game. It was stupid and selfish and Did he just spank me?! Something like amusement blended with a sense of shock as her mind was brought back to the situation at hand by the sharp clap of his hand against her rear, and the answering sting that followed it. She wasnt sure if she should be angry or embarrassed, but the absurdness of it all was something she was never going to forget right along with the strange idea that she might like him to do that again. Oh really? she spoke as she laughed. I dont remember needing your permission being part of the original agreement. Whatever else she was going to say faded as the idea of earning her orgasm settled in. Just how exactly, or what exactly he planned on to fulfill that one was deeply distracting. Of course, he didnt let it rest there. Wait for making you hard? She had barely gotten the question out, or registered the dark growl in his voice, or the trouble she had gotten herself into before he struck her again, and counterpointed the painful sting with a little tug on her wrists that made that knot flip again. He took his time, and selfish curiosity kept Aislinn intrigued and pliant. The sting of each slap was sharp, but bearable, particularly with Brent wielding that evil little knot as easily as he would his fingers to torment her clit. At least, at first. More strikes followed, and then they quickened, until Aislinn found herself instinctually trying to escape them. The pain built until she was turning this way and that to get away, and yet that only helped Brents cause. Small shouts escaped her throat between moans, sounds as conflicted and at odds with each other as her senses and her mind. Pain and pleasure blended together until it was hard to tell one from the other. On some level, she heard his taunt - simultaneously goading her to let go and cum for him while issuing the challenge to outlast it and it struck a chord. She didnt have control, that was the problem. And what did she do about it? she ran out and threw away even more. It was stupid, childish, and she was a fool. Brent, she regretted the sound of his name on her lips almost as soon as she said it, but it had to be done. All at once, everything stopped, and Aislinn was left shaking and panting as she tried to pick up the pieces of her fractured ego. My shoulders, she offered up the lame excuse, shrugging and rolling them as if to work out an ache. I need to get my arms down. She had barely finished speaking when a new sound floated on the air. A cell phone? She hadnt brought hers. His, then? In the space of a second the world expanded, and it wasnt just them anymore. She felt the shift in him, a change that made her feel ill at ease. However, he took the time to loosen and remove the tension rope, and then free her wrists before he stepped away to end the persistent ringing. A moment ago, Aislinn had felt almost rooted to the where she stood, now she couldnt step away from that table fast enough. Walking, in and of itself, was its own kind of torment, but at least she could walk. She fidgeted with her wrists, rubbing them even though there was no ache to rub out of them, as she allowed him to put more space between them. Aislinn waited as he moved deeper into the room, until she could barely make out his voice, before she snatched up her dress from the floor and slipped it back into place. No one would miss the ropes beneath, but who was seriously going to ask any questions? Well, other than Mallory, anyway. Her thong was somewhere and she wasnt going to spend time trying to find it. A glance over her shoulder made sure he wasnt looking, and Aislinn sighed. Im sorry, she murmured, and then unlocked the door and slipped out.