tumbler from her fingers, sitting down on an armchair in the room and motioning for her to come closer. Then, I finally allowed myself to drink her in.
The body bow made her look like a perfectly wrapped Christmas present. She was stunning, from the lustrous shine of her dark mane to the perfectly manicured talons. My cock tightened in my pants in anticipation, knowing I wouldn't be able to keep my hands off Amicia for much longer.
"Do you like it?" she asked, twirling in front of me. "I think it makes me look good..."
"Me too," I said gravelly, drinking a long sip of the White Russian she'd become such an expert in mixing for me. "You look sinfully good, Kitty. Do you know what we're going to do today?"
"You'll make me dance for you again?"
I shook my head, setting the now empty drink down and motioning for her to follow me. I led her to the area of the playroom where a dark velvet curtain separated the main room from the more intense part of the area. I had kept it hidden for a while, knowing it would scare Amicia when she first arrived, but now, I knew she was ready.
A long, thin cotton rope stretched across the length of the room, with several knots placed strategically along it. Amicia was too busy fearfully looking at the crops, whips and paddles to notice it, so I gently guided her to the rope, reaching between her legs. She gasped as my fingers wrapped around the ribbon decorating her waxed pussy. I moved it to the side so her center was exposed.
"We're going to try some rope walking today," I told her with a firm smirk. "I think you'll enjoy it."
"What if I fall?"
"Not that kind of rope walking," I chuckled. She gasped as I lifted her off the floor, gently positioning her above the rope. Her gasp soon turned into a moan as I positioned her right over the first knot in the rope which was rubbing against her pussy, reminding her how much she suddenly needed stimulation.
"Sir, I..."
"It's okay." I pressed a gentle kiss against her lips. With the click of my fingers, I turned on some slow and sensual music on the speakers, and retreated to the other end of the rope. "You'll start walking soon. Go as slow as you can. If you hurry, I'll punish you."
"But..."
"But what?"
"It's... it's... frustrating," she huffed, bringing a smile to my lips. "It's making me so needy... so wet..."
"That's exactly the point, Kitty." I motioned for her to come closer. "Start walking while I pick something to punish you with."
Her eyes fearfully followed my motions as I turned to the wall, trying to pick something to hurt her with. I didn't want the whip, but I did want a cane. I picked one off the wall, thin and painful when it made contact with skin. I had never used it before.
When I turned to face Amicia, I realized she hadn't moved an inch from her position, shivering on the spot.
"Didn't you hear me?" I furrowed my brows. "Don't make me punish you for being too slow."
"Please, I-"
The cane snapped against her thigh and she yelped. A red, raw mark appeared where I hit her and she whimpered. I was turned on and almost as desperate as she was for me to be inside her. But there was an important difference between Amicia and me—I knew how to control myself, and she didn't.
"Better start walking," I reminded her. "Don't want to get hurt again, do you?"
She looked miserable as she shook her head, but we both knew that would change soon enough. She started moving then, slowly putting one foot in front of the other and coming toward me shakily.
She let out another moan as the rope dug into her skin, teasing her pussy with insufferable friction. I couldn't wait to see the wet traces of her arousal on that rope. My skin bristled with the possibilities of everything I could do to her that night.
"Come on, Kitty," I encouraged her softly. "Keep going."
"No." She shook her head, vehement. "I don't want to. It's too much."
"Did I give you a choice? It wasn't a question," I reminded her. "You signed a contract, remember?"
She just stared back stubbornly, refusing to budge from her position and just glaring at me.
"Remember your friend Capri?" I asked, eyes twinkling darkly. "Remember who she ended up with? Don't you know how lucky you are, Amicia? I could be