Novel Ships
Chapter 89 NO SAFE WORDS
Ann dashed into the bathroom and freshened up immediately Marcus left. She dried her body then turned to the mirror and brushed her messy hair down before braiding them all in one to her back. She glanced at herself in the mirror one last time to be sure there isn’t anything left out before she walked out of the room. She strode through the hallway that leads to the dungeon before she stopped in front of the huge door. She lifted her hand to knock at the door but stopped and twisted the knob then pushed it opened. Since he had told her to come here, she saw no need to knock at the door as he was expecting her.
“LOCK THE DOOR BEHIND YOU”. Marcus’ voice echoed throughout the walls as she walked into the dimly lit room.
Out of curiosity, she blinked her eyes twice as she adjusted her sight and looked around, searching for Marcus. She could barely see anything due to the room light being turned off, leaving only the candles glowing at every corner of the room. She sighed then turned her back and locked the door. She stood there, waiting for Marcus to appear in front of her as she took time to study the room. She noticed the room changed a bit or maybe because she couldn’t see the big bed where he did tied her up to fuck her the first time he had brought her to this room.
After a few seconds of waiting, Marcus strode from where he’d been standing towards her. He stood in front of her and she just froze at the sight of him. He was wearing a black sweatpants without a shirt on. His muscular chest was on display and she couldn’t remember the last time she had seen him like this. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t take her eyes off his chest. She wanted to touch him to feel how strong they were, to feel how real because it was unbelievable this old man could keep his body so firm and strong.
“Come with me”. Marcus said as he led her to the middle of the room while she followed. He stopped when they arrived there, then turned to face her. “Wait here”. He said and left.
Ann took time to observe the room, she knew she had been here before but this time looks different. It was so warm due to the candle lights glowing at every corner of the room. She looked up and saw a hook hanging from the ceiling and her stomach churned with so many thoughts running in her mind,”Was he gonna torture me with that? Or just end my miserable life by just hanging me up to the ceiling”. She chuckled at how silly it sounds when she thinks about that.Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.
Marcus returned with some soft rope and Ann’s body shivered in lust. She could remember when he had tied her to the bed and fucked her so hard till she cum, it was one of the best moment and thinking about it makes her pussy ached with desire.
“Your hands”. Marcus’ deep voice brought her back to reality. She offered her hands to him and he wrapped the soft ropes around her two wrists then lifted her arm up above her head and bound them to the hook at the ceiling. She wiggled a bit as he stretched the rope a little higher so her hands could touch the hook. He stretched the rope upward again, making her stand on her toes. She couldn’t help but look at him while he moved around her with his hand still holding the rope.
She felt so uncomfortable at the position she was, feeling her shoulder shaking in pains. She couldn’t stay this long in this position; her body might possibly go lame because of this. She heaved a sigh of relief when he placed a long wooden stool below her legs and assisted her to climb on top. “Thank you sir”. She said in relief. He nudged her legs apart from each other and tied it down to the edge of the stool and buckled her legs with the leather cuff attached. He knotted the rope holding her hands up then leaned back to observe his masterpiece. He grunted, seeing how splayed her legs were, it would be easy for him to access her cunt.
“I have rules Miss Ann and if you feel uncomfortable about it or if you find it unacceptable you can leave before we start”. Marcus said as he walked over to the wall and removed a leather paddle from where he had hung the rest of his sexual weapons. “First of all, there are no safe words…”. He stated as he walked around in front of her. He paused where he could see her eyes, staring back at him. His fingers ran across her forehead, moving a strand of her hair behind her ear,”I can do whatever I want with you, right?”. He asked in a whisper and Ann just pressed her lips against each other and nodded. “Okay then..”. He says as he takes a step back. “Look at the ground horny girl, don’t look at me”. He ordered and she lowered her head and eyes down to her feet on the small stool. “Rule number one”. He says as he begins sauntering around her. “There are no safe words”, “Rule number two you are not allowed to cum without my permission”
“But sir”. Ann tried to protest against his second rule, knowing full well she had no control over her body whenever she is sexually touched.
“Silent!”. He growled at her and she kept quiet immediately. “Rule number three”. He continued, walking around her in circles. “Control your body”. With that said, he stopped walking in front of her and placed his gaze upon her. “Shall we?”. Marcus asked.
“Yes sir”. Ann responded and he went behind her. She peeked behind her without lifting her eyes just to see what he was doing at her back. She was so curious and eager to know what he was about to do next, especially when he is holding a weapon.
“Don’t let me repeat myself Ann, your eyes should be down”. Marcus snarled at her and she shivered at his words.
Ann quickly turned forward and looked down at the ground. She inhaled deeply and exhaled when she didn’t hear anything from him, not even his breathing. “What is he up to?”. She had no idea.