Page 105 of Cruel Delights
These look vicious. The teeth sharper, the metal encasing like its own cage. The chain unfurls until it slips over the edge of his palm and dangles midair. This one is several inches longer than the ones we’ve used in the past.
I gulp staring at them. “I’m sure I know where this is going.”
“I’m sure you don’t. Tell me what the mask is for.”
“Kaden…”
“I won’t be asking again.”
I breathe out slowly, meeting his dark, cold eyes.
The jig is up. Time to tell him about my side gig.
“Sometimes… sometimes I do cam shows. I have some subscribers that pay to watch me.”
“Where?”
“Cyber Fans.”
“What’s your name?”
“KuteKitty96… but I’m guessing you already know that.”
Kaden shifts until he’s behind me again. His hands grip my hips, and he presses himself against me. “I did. I saw one of your shows.”
My eyes widen. I haven’t done a show in over a week. How long has he known?
Kaden knew who I was before we ever bumped into each other at Urban Greenery. He knew who I was almost from the moment he saw me on stage. Not long after his crazy fuck buddy Celeste confronted me at the Midnight Society party.
“W-what did you think?” I stutter out.
He squeezes my hip and pulls me tighter against him. He’s hard. His large erection pokes into my tailbone.
“I think no other man should get to see your beautiful tits except me,” he growls. His fingers tweak my nipples and I whine in response. He opens the first clamp and scrapes the teeth along my achy nipple. I hold in my next breath and wait for him to let it close.
But Kaden’s all about taking his time. He drags the teeth across my hardening nipple, circling my wider areola. My eyes close and I focus on the scraping sensation. Though fear dwells inside me, a greater impulse of desire overtakes it.
Desire that grows and makes me crave whatever he has planned next.
Close it. Clamp it. Do it.
I almost ask. My lips part to beg, though I bite my tongue.
Kaden must sense my anticipation. He kisses my cheek and then says, “You’re not supposed to enjoy this, little lamb. It is a punishment for a reason. Thiswillhurt.”
I gasp as he shuts the clamp on my first nipple. The intense pressure and sharp squeeze are immediate. I’m not yet oriented when he does the second. It clamps down on my other nipple and I sway in place at the sudden shock of pain.
Kaden’s there to hold me steady. He keeps me where I am, a pillar in the flesh. I’ve lost my breath thanks to the pain throbbing from my breasts. My lungs shudder and I gasp trying to intake air, though it seems I can only focus on the sharp teeth squeezing my nipples.
It’s only the beginning.
Kaden’s hands sensuously cup my breasts. He gives them a gentle knead, which contrasts cruelly with the clamps, and then he grabs the long chain that dangles in between.
“Now, for the fun part,” he whispers against my cheek. “Open your mouth.”
I do what he says, but not without first making a whine noise.
He smacks my ass in quick reprimand. “Did I tell you to open your mouth, or did I tell you to whine like a little brat?”