Dante's Love (18+)

Chapter 20

I woke up in the dark room.

The weak light illuminating was the moon peeking out from behind the clouds. It cascaded across the room faintly, leaving the room dark and prey to the shadows. I widened my eyes in realisation when I found myself tied to the bedpost, bounded with thick ropes.

I tugged at it, trying to wiggle my way out of it to no avail.

"Look what I found." Dante's dark voice startled me.

I squinted my eyes in the dark, trying to pinpoint his location. However, I still couldn't see anything. Having one of your senses taken away could be terrifying, like losing control. But I wasn't normal. I did not have normal thoughts. I was tainted with wicked fantasies and I found the most dangerous male that could bring them to life.

I heard a click and a constant buzz echoed throughout the room. I saw the glint of my pink vibrator against the moonlight.

"Mrs Robinson?" His low voice laced with amusement as he unveiled himself into the light.

My breath hitched nervously when I saw the dark male in his birthday suit. I tried to dampened my excitement, my desperation for him as I clenched my thighs together. His body was a sculpture, as if handcrafted by the gods themselves. His tan skin was free from any scars or blemishes.

I felt the desire dripping off my body like honey as he took slow, calculated steps towards me. I was distracted. I did not even realise that he had thinner rope wrapped around his other hand.

I did not realise until he slipped it around my neck and tugged it hard, forcefully bringing my lips up to meet his.

"Leashed up and chained to my side, γυναίκα." He chuckled darkly.
(Wife.)

I frowned curiously at him. Was that Greek? I did not know he spoke Greek.

However, all thoughts flew out of my head as he pressed the head of the vibrator against my clit, making me buckle from the tingling sensation.

"Oh." I gasped, my body arched in pleasure.

He did not let me stray far from him, even though I tried to. He was always in control, With one hand wrapped tightly around the short leash and the other prompting the toy to give me immense pleasure.

However, he was just teasing me. He was just like any other predator who likes to have fun with their victim before completely devouring them. I was completely at his mercy.

Every time I would get close to my high, he would just snatch me back from the edge, denying me the pleasure.

By the sixth time that he had done it, I was a whimpering bundle of nerves under his skilled hands.

"Please, please, sir. I need to- ." I trailed off, unable to meet his eyes.

He stayed silent as his enchanting eyes bore into mine. He continued his torturous activity until I could not take it any further.

"Please, please! I'll give you anything, sir please let me come."

I sighed in relief as I heard the vibrating stop.

"What do you want from me?" He growled out.

"I..." I trailed off, I was embarrassed.

What did I want from him?

I was in a trance, compelled to tell the truth.