Total pages in book: 135
Estimated words: 126098 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 630(@200wpm)___ 504(@250wpm)___ 420(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 126098 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 630(@200wpm)___ 504(@250wpm)___ 420(@300wpm)
The bedroom did have a door on it. She wasn't sure why she noticed that, but she did. Mark tugged on the leash, snapping her out of her distraction. "Up," he told her.
She got to her feet. Mark disconnected the leash. "Hands behind your head." She put her hands behind her head and laced her fingers together. He picked up a box off the dresser and opened it.
"These are not clamps," he told her. "These are purely for decoration because you're going to be wearing them for a long time tonight." He came toward her with a gold chain made up of three strands and had two small circles on each end. He thumbed her right nipple, making it hard and placed one circle over it. He tightened the tiny screw. It didn't hurt at all, but held the circle firmly in place. He did the same with her other nipple and let the slim chains hang between them.
He went back to the dresser drawer and returned with a pair of cuffs, just like the ones on her ankles. "Sit on the edge of the bed, pet." She complied. "Give me your foot." Abby raised her foot and he took it, buckling one cuff around her ankle. "The other." When he'd fastened them both he stepped up. "Now, we're ready for dinner."
She sat up and he snapped the leash on her. "On your knees, pet. Let's go."
Abby sank to the floor and crawled obediently after Mark. When they arrived at the dining room table, he tugged the leash. "Up."
She got to her feet. But instead of indicating she should sit in the chair, he instead bent, bringing one arm under her knees and scooping her up in his arms. He placed her gently on the table, in the center. "Lie down." Abby didn't hesitate and leaned back against the cool wood. Mark took one leg, bent it so her bare foot was flat on the table, and pulled a snap hook out of his pocket. He attached her left wrist to her left ankle. He rounded the table and did the same on the other side, rendering her immobile. She could lift her head and move it from side to side but nothing else.
"Delicious," he remarked and left the room.
Abby stared at the ceiling and tried not to think about the fact that her pussy was completely exposed, as were her breasts. She took deep breaths and tried to listen for any sounds that might indicate what Mark was doing, or going to do, but heard nothing. A few minutes later, he returned and she craned her neck to see him carrying a plate and a glass of water. He placed them, unbelievably, at the head of the table. He sat down and Abby understood he could see her exposed pussy and ass just a few feet from his face.
"I never turn down a good view," he told her and proceeded to cut a piece of steak off. Abby was slightly offended. After all this, she should at least get a steak dinner. She glowered, directing her gaze above her while Mark ate his dinner.
Just when she thought he was ignoring her completely, she was shocked out of her inspection of the ceiling when a drop of something freezing cold landed directly on her shaved mound.
"Oh!" she gasped and tried to close her legs, with no success.
She raised her head to see Mark dangling an ice cube from his water glass above her. It dripped down slowly. She tried to catch her breath. Then he pressed the entire cube to her clit. She screamed.
"Stop!" she shouted. "Oh, please stop!"
"What?" Mark asked mildly.
"Sir! Please, don't do that!"
"Do what?"
"Rub ice on me!"
"Rub ice on what?"
"My- my pussy. Stop!"
"Your what?"
"My....cunt. Please stop rubbing ice on my cunt, Sir."
"Whose cunt?"
She tugged at the restraints, then gave up. "Yours, Sir. Your cunt."
"Okay," he said, and shoved the cube inside her. Abby screamed again.
"This hot little cunt," he said as she lay there struggling, "that belongs to me, is melting that ice pretty damn fast. I have to tell you, I fucking love it. I love seeing things drip out this cunt, pet. Ice, cunt juice, my seed. I think maybe I'll put my seed in you and have you push it back out with your tummy muscles. While holding the plug in. Does that sound like a fun exercise?"
"Um." Abby had no idea how to respond.
"Well, it will be. But here's something you'll be a little surprised about when you feel it. A plug this big makes your cunt tighter."
"It- it does?" Tighter? She was snug enough as it was for Mark's large dick.
"It surely does. Fucking my pet with her plug in is going to be a whole lot of fun for the both of us." Mark continued with his dinner, occasionally watching her. When he finished, he stood up, gathered his plate and his glass and left.