She walked into his dungeon, anticipating the sensation of his rough hands on her skin. Despite her nerves, she could feel the arousal building inside of her. It was a strange mixture of excitement and fear that coursed through her veins.
He was standing in the center of the room, his back to her as he inspected his tools. She watched him for a moment, admiring his muscular create and the way his black leather pants hugged his legs. She was excited to embrace the dark side with him.
He turned to face her and a thrill ran through her body. His dark eyes met hers, and she knew she was in for a ride.
He walked over to her and she stood still, knowing the drill. He ran his fingers down her bare arms, bringing her goosebumps to life. His hand cupped her cheek and he leaned in, his lips brushing hers.
“I’ve missed you,” he said, his voice low and hoarse.
“I’ve missed you too,” she responded, her voice barely a whisper.
He stepped back, grabbing a piece of rope from the wall. “I want to show you something new tonight,” he said, moving behind her and wrapping the rope around her wrists.
She felt the pressure of the rope tightening around her skin, but she didn’t withstand. She knew he wouldn’t hurt her. They had established a level of trust that allowed them to explore the darker side of pleasure together.
He led her to a wooden chair sitting in the center of the room. He spun her around, pushing her back into the seat, and secured the rope to the back of the chair. She was completely at his mercy now.
He traced a finger down her sternum, causing her breath to hitch. She watched as he opened a drawer and produced a small knife.
“I want to show you what pain can do when combined with pleasure,” he said, holding the knife blade against her skin.
She gasped as the cold metal made contact with her flesh. The sensation was foreign, but she trusted him enough to let him continue.
He ran the blade down her chest, leaving a trail of shallow cuts in its wake. She moaned as both pleasure and pain coursed through her body. He kissed her lips and whispered in her ear, “You’re so beautiful, my love.”
The knife was discarded and he began to caress her wounds, sending waves of pleasure through her body. She arched her back, wanting more. She was embracing the dark side with him and it was the most incredible feeling.
He removed the rope from her wrists and she stood, wrapping herself around him. Their bodies melded together, the perfect combination of pain and pleasure, and she knew there was no going back.
They would continue to explore the dark side, embracing the pleasure and pain they found together. Their love was as twisted as it was gorgeous, but they wouldn’t have it any other way.
