Bloodlust (Lesbian Story)

Angel's Punishment

CHAPTER 52 - Angel's Punishment

Eve's POV

I saw my own hands trembling as I reached my bedroom's door, my heart beating fast and hard against my ribcage as I opened it. Although I only frowned as I got in, the room was completely silent. The lights were off, but lit the candles that were spread all around, gave the room a nice romantic look, which only made me smile, although it soon faded as I realized that Beth was nowhere to be seen.

I walked slowly towards the bed, the red silky sheets were perfectly and neatly placed on the bed, not even a single thing out of place. I then noticed a small white paper on top of one of the pillows, near a black silk band. I eagerly grabbed it, reading it over, only to see my fianceé's perfect handwriting.

Lay down on the bed and cover your eyes with the band. I want you bare waiting for me with your arms beside your body and your legs slightly parted. Don't move until I tell you so.

I read, with my lower lip in between my teeth. Although I still did what she said. I quickly took off my clothes, folding them and placing them on a chair, before I tied the band around my head, covering my eyes.

I lay down on the bed, quietly.  I was still feeling slightly uncomfortable for being in that position, but I forced myself to ignore that feeling, and just breathed steadily, waiting for what was going to happen next. I waited for a while, but still, nothing happened.

I was about to untie the band and get up when finally I heard our bedroom's door opening, and the scent of my fianceé filling the room. I smiled, but didn't move beyond that, after all, she had told me not to, so I just stayed quiet and waited for her to say something. Which she didn't, at least not for a while.

I heard shuffling around the room, but she still stayed silent, and so did I. Although after a few minutes, I felt the bed tilting slightly, making me know that she had just gotten on top of it. The only sound that could be heard now was our own breathing, and the steady beat of our hearts, needless to say, mine was significantly faster than hers.

My arms still rested beside my body, and I was fighting myself not to move them and search for her because all I wanted was to feel her. I didn't have to wait too long though, because soon enough, I felt her getting on top of me, straddling my stomach. I shivered, feeling her on top of me. I could tell that she was as bare as me because I could feel her wet core on my skin, which only made me moan quietly.

"Beth..." I started to say but was cut off by her finger on my lips.

"Hush, I don't want you to move or speak until I say so." She started, her finger now trailing down my throat, to my chest.

"If you don't obey me, your punishment will be worse." She finished, with such a raspy and dominant tone, that it sent shivers down my spine. I did what she said though, and stayed quiet.

"Put your hands above your head." She demanded, and I quickly obliged.

She then cuffed my wrists to the headboard, without saying another word. I felt her fingertips tracing patterns down my neck and chest, but she never went too far or caressed me like I wanted her to.

I wanted her to touch me, to kiss me, to take me as she pleased, but I wouldn't speak until she told me so. And I had to admit, I was actually enjoying the fact that she was taking control like that.

She then started to massage my breasts, gently pinching my nipples, as she twirled then in between her thumb and index finger. I couldn't help but let out a small moan as she did it, although as soon as she heard me, she took her hands away. I whimpered lowly, already missing the contact, but soon enough I felt her hot breath on my neck as she spoke.