I couldn’t help but smile as I made my way towards one of the crosses, the item being much bigger than I.
“Wait.”
I stopped in my tracks and turned back to him.
“I think we need to build more of the anticipation.” He walked over to a long cherry oak table that sat against the far wall. “Come here.” He held out his hand to me.
Closing the distance between us, I allowed him to pull me up onto the slab of wood. A layer of goose bumps spread on my body at the cool feeling of the hard object against my skin. Parker pulled my arms above my head, shackling them to the table. The clink of the chains hitting the floor every so often made my heart stutter with bated desire.
“Bound for my pleasure,” he breathed, restraining my feet with the leather shackles as well. “Seeing you on this table does something to me.” He pulled a ball gag from one of the many drawers in the cabinet and rested it on my tongue. “It stirs this darkness inside of me. The need for you is mind-blowing and I can’t control it.”
I panted around the red rubber ball that was in my mouth, at being restrained against the hard wood slab. The shackles around my wrists and ankles bit into my skin, sending a delicious wave of pain over my body. My head felt light, fuzzy even as I waited for Parker to take full control.
“You are so beautiful.” His gaze slid down the length of me, his eyes heating with an undying hint of lust and passion. It was so strong it burned its way into my skin. Branding itself into my heart; a raging inferno.
Parker gripped the edge of the table, sliding his other hand over my abdomen. My skin tingled under his soothing touch, goose bumps raising on my flesh. A wicked grin spread on his face before he slipped his hand between my legs, pushing a finger deep inside my body.
I moaned, closing my eyes, and allowed myself to feel the way my body reacted to just the touch of his hand. My nipples pebbled, hardening against the kiss of the cool air.
“Keep your eyes closed. Feel the pleasure I give you.” Parker’s words came out husky and rough.
I did as I was told, embracing the ecstasy that he was granting me.
A sharp pinch ignited through my body as a pinprick of pain exploded through my clit. It stung, almost like a tiny paper cut, but the agony soon turned into an erotic high. I gasped, moving my hips as best I could, needing to ride out the delicious pain. The stinging continued, sending a wave of heat spreading over my skin.
When the pinching stopped, Parker released me and gripped my ankles. He pushed them up on the table, spreading my legs wider. “Open your eyes.”
My gaze landed on him. His head was between my legs and before I could respond, his mouth was on my core.
Parker growled, the vibration travelling through me until I was writhing under him. “So fucking delicious.” He lapped at my center but didn’t allow me the release that I so desperately craved. He rose to an upright position, wiping his chin.
I whimpered, tears pooling in my eyes at the loss of the orgasm.
He chuckled and came around the side of the table. “I want you to come by the delicious pain I know you crave.”
My eyes widened, not knowing exactly what he meant.
He winked, spreading the folds of my pussy with his fingers. “Watch me, pet.”
I glanced down the length of my body.
He ran the pins of the Wartenberg Wheel against my clit. It was hard enough to bring tears to my eyes but not enough to be uncomfortable. “Come for me.” He pushed the wheel against the hardened nub once again.
A shockwave of pleasure exploded in my very being. I screamed around the gag. My body shook and convulsed, the release so strong, my vision faded in and out. The ecstasy mixing with the tingle of agony swirled into a cocktail of passion and fire.
In a quick move, he had me unshackled, the gag removed, and me on my feet before I could come down from the high of the orgasm. Keeping his arm around my waist, he walked me over to a large bench.
Parker moved behind me and bent me over the leather object. “This is called a Sawhorse. Except