Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 86226 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 431(@200wpm)___ 345(@250wpm)___ 287(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86226 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 431(@200wpm)___ 345(@250wpm)___ 287(@300wpm)
He doesn’t reply but instead grabs my wrists in front of my body, clasps the metal rings securely around them, and locks them with a small key. The cuffs are tight enough that when I move even slightly, they pinch. I can feel my flesh connect with the cool restraint, but considering how tight they are, how long will it be until I lose all feeling?
It doesn’t take me long to recognize a metal butt plug when he pulls it from his pocket. Placing it at my lips, Phoenix says, “You’ll discover soon enough that I have little patience for bratty tactics. I don’t find bratting sexy at all, and I will put an end to it quickly. Open your mouth.”
A butt plug? Is this my punishment for pissing in front of him? He has warned me to behave… repeatedly.
Not giving me the chance to comply, Phoenix pushes the metal past my lips and moves it in and out of my mouth, rubbing it along my tongue with each pass. “I’d advise you to get it nice and wet, because that’s the only lube you’re getting.”
He doesn’t allow it to be in my mouth long enough for me to do as he orders, instead he pushes me onto my stomach. The movement is awkward thanks to the handcuffs, so lying there is far from comfortable as my body is contorted. He only makes it worse when he spreads my legs wide and pushes the butt plug inside me without any warning. The biting pop has me crying out in surprise more than pain.
I try to wiggle and push the invading implant out of me, to no avail. “Please. It stings. It’s too big. It’s stretching me.”
“Yes, that’s the point.” He stands up, not caring in the slightest that I am growing more distressed by the second.
“Please, I’m sorry. I’m sorrier than you can know.” I take a deep breath as I turn around and kneel before him. “The cuffs are too tight.” I extend my wrists to him so he can see for himself and hopefully have mercy.
“Enough with the pleading,” he says. Without another word, he opens the door and exits, leaving me alone in my prison.
Hysteria sets in. There is no way I will be able to endure what this man has in store for me. I am a strong woman, but no one is this strong. I look up at the camera in the corner hoping he’s watching.
“I’m scared! Terrified. Please. There has to be a way that you’ll let me go. Please.”
I can’t do this. I can’t do this!
Every time I move, the handcuffs seem to tighten. The rough edges are rubbing my skin raw as I push and pull in the hope that I can somehow move them up or down my arm like a loose bracelet.
Kneeling as I am, the butt plug seems to be stretching me so wide, I worry I will tear. The weight of the metal sits heavy inside of me. How long will I have to wear it? Will Phoenix ever take it out? I can’t with my wrists in the handcuffs. There is nothing I can do.
I get up and walk to the full-length mirror to find out if I can see the plug in my ass. When I see my reflection in the mirror, the pink skin of my ass from the earlier discipline makes my horrid plight even more of a reality. Staring back at me is nothing but a woman who is at the mercy of a Godwin—the most ruthless and feared men in the world.
I run over to the door and pound my cuffed fists against the wood while screaming into it. “Don’t leave me in here like this! Everything is too tight, too big. Too painful. I’m panicking. I thought I could do this. That I could be the compliant captive and pay my penance. But I can’t. I can’t. Do you hear me? Come back in here!” I bang my hands on the door as hard as I can over and over.
Complete silence.
I twist my head to look back at the camera. He has to be watching. “Please! Phoenix! Phoenix! I swear to you that I’ll be good. I’ll be good and never give you an issue again. Just please allow me out of this room. Take the cuffs off and the plug out. Let me earn it! Let me earn it as a comfort item. Please.”
Complete silence.
“Spank me! Punish me any other way. Please.”
My sobbing only amplifies the silence.
My mind teeters on a dangerous cliff of sanity. I will fucking have a nervous breakdown right in this damn room if he doesn’t come and help me. I can’t be alone.
“Don’t leave me alone!”
Collapsing to the floor, I sit on my outer thigh so the butt plug won’t have any pressure on it and allow the tears to fall. I glance back at the camera and plead with my eyes.