Bad girls deserve to be punished, do they not?” he asked me, I didn’t respond, still so scared of him and his obvious control and power over me. With my wrists and ankles tied tightly, I was completely immobile. My eyes clenched themselves shut as I shuddered in pain – I didn’t even want to speak anymore; I was too afraid of being hit again. I tried to turn and face my visitor, but was only turned away with a harsh slap on my cheek. Please, use me for your pleasure, Sir.” Maybe if I said what he wanted to hear, he would just fuck me and get it over with. He saw my expression and laughed. “I asked you a question!” he spat at me. I want you up and leaning over the bed – pleasure will come later, but pain first.
