Chapter Thirty Eight

Turning back to face her, he had an item in each hand. The first held what she knew to be nipple clamps and a black satin blindfold. What kind of nipple clamps, she had no clue. The other hand was holding a length of rope. Her excitement rose with each step he took towards her. By the time he was standing directly in front of her again, his cock covered by just his pants was inches from her mouth. Her juices began to drip down her inner thighs as she waited. She spread her legs wider to help relive the pressure between them.

Roth dropped the nipple clamps to the floor and circled around her. She wanted to swivel her head to follow him, but had a feeling that when he said "don't move," he meant it.

"Have you ever been tied up Ruby?" Roth asked. His lips were close to her ear, just grazing her lower lobe. She closed her eyes and savoured the feel of his closeness.

"Handcuffed to the bedpost, Sir." she could feel the heat colouring her cheeks at the admission, though she had no idea why. She had never in her entire lifetime talked about sex or past lovers with anyone, not even her closest girlfriends. She'd always been slightly shy when it came to talking about sex, so to even tell him that much was embarrassing, yet at the same time liberating for her.

Ruby felt his hands on her upper arms and then the rope being looped from one arm to the other. He tightened the rope until he heard her breath hitch and knotted it. It didn't hurt so much as it was simply uncomfortable, but with her arms so far back, her chest was pushed forward, and her breasts thrust foreword and up. She moaned as his arms snaked their way around her and his palms cupped her breasts.

"You've got beautiful breasts " His lips were grazing her lower lobe again, and a shiver shimmied its way down her spine. Roth began to roll her nipples between his index finger and thumb, sending short jolts of pleasure through her and turning them into long, tight nubs.

Ruby released the breath she'd been holding as he removed his hands from her and stood. Roth then walked back around to face her, crouched down and grabbed the nipple clamps from the floor. He placed the first one on and began to tighten it around her first nipple using the screw at the side of the clamp.

"Tell me if it begins to hurt."

She nodded, breath bated.

Roth stopped tightening the nipple clamp, which was becoming sinfully pleasurable and glared at her.

Shit! What did I do wrong?

Their eyes locked and it came to her. "Yes Sir."

Giving her a tight smile and a nod he set back to work. He tightened it until soft moans of pleasure escaped her lips. "Enough?"

The sensations rushing from her nipple had reached the point where they were bordering the line of pleasure and pain so she nodded. "Yes, Sir."

"Good girl." Roth attached the second one, adjusting until she confirmed it was also at that perfect pleasure/pain point. Once the clamps were on, he grabbed the blindfold and placed it over her eyes, the elastic band around her head securing it in place.

Now what? She found herself becoming a little anxious and the thought that she had similar feelings when she first lost her virginity at age fifteen came to mind. She felt out of control, her mind surrendering to her urges, but this time was slightly different. She could handle not touching him, but not seeing him either was a little distressing.

Without another word, Roth scooped her up into his arms and carried her across the room. "I want you to kneel when I put you down."

"Yes Sir."

She had no idea where she was being placed, but her knees slid into separate padded slots. Her heart rate increased. What was he going to do with her? She imagined the anxiety of the wait and not being able to see what was going on would be worse than anything he could do to her. Suddenly her legs began to spread, the slots her knees were in slowly separating.

"Tell me when it begins to be uncomfortable." Roth instructed.

"Yes Sir." Wider and wider her legs spread, and she found herself grateful that Roth was steadying her with a hand on her shoulder. "Please stop Sir," she said as she began to feel the strain in her inner thighs. There was a tug at the rope restraining her arms and finally she found herself supported as the rope was hooked onto something behind and above her.

"Hmmm. Very nice."

His retreating footsteps had her alarmed again. Where was he going? What was he going for? Was he going to leave her to wait for him? Was that part of the game? She didn't hear him leave, but did he close the door when they came in? She strained to hear, but all she was rewarded with was silence. She struggled against the restraints on her arms, but it got her nowhere and the rope rubbing into her flesh hurt. In her current positions, she was completely helpless and the nipple clamps continued to send pulses of pleasure and pain through her entire body.

She was about to call out to him when she heard one of the drawers of the dresser opening. A surge of relief shot through her. Oh, thank God! Less than a minute later she heard his bare feet moving back towards her.

"You were scared I left you?"

Ruby couldn't make out by his tone whether he was amused or displeased.

"No Sir."

"Don't lie to me or you'll be punished Ruby"

She didn't have a chance to respond before she heard a faint shushing noise and then felt the sting as he slapped her pussy with something. She cried out more from surprise than from it actually hurting.