Sophia had just one instruction to follow. When you clean the house, don't open that door. But curiosity gets the better of her.
Now, her master will discipline her. Blindfolded and at his mercy, she has no choice but to submit to his punishment. But with submission comes pleasure as well as pain, and Sophia soon gives into her wicked desires and begs her master for more.
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Tentatively, I stepped up onto the footholds, wincing at how cold they were. They were far apart, too…forcing me to spread my legs for him.
“Lean forward.”
He was in front of the frame, using a key to unclasp the metal rings that were about a foot ahead of me. Yikes. I reached forward, slipping my thin wrists through the rings, feeling helpless once they were closed around them. I couldn't move, even if I wanted to. The footholds kept me from falling with the leather straps that were attached to them, but I knew that if I tried to get out, I would come toppling over.
So I opted to stand still, watching Mr. Davis nervously, until he disappeared from view and came up from behind me.
«You're so wet, Sophia…"
«I know…"
“It's all for me, isn't it?”
“Yes, master.”
“Beg for it.”
My stomach jumped nervously as I realized what he was asking me to beg for. I'd have to say it if I hoped to be satisfied. God, I'd never felt so powerless in my entire life! But a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do…I decided that for now, I'd toss my dignity to the side and just tell Mr. Davis exactly what I wanted.
«Please, master…please…I need you, I need you inside me…" I whimpered, thighs quivering with desire.
