Page 52 of Sunrise

Instead, he grabs another length of rope and binds them together. The club’s music is sultry and edgy in the background. Who makes the playlists? Each one is a banger so far, and it totally helps to get my blood flowing.

Not that I needed any assistance there.

Vault lifts up my bound arms and ties them to a—

The fuck? There’s an eye-ring mounted on the headboard. Several, actually.

But of course, there is. I almost forgot where I am. The Monarch Club’s Butterfly Suite keeps surprising me. As do Sophie and Vault.

“Almost finished,” he says calmly.

What more does he have left to tie up? I’m like a half-fucked rotisserie chicken here. Wait… that didn’t come out right. Fuck it, you know what I mean.

I hope.

Anywho, here I am, wondering what the hell else he can tie up on me when Sophie grabs something out of the bag all the Shibari rope was in.

A blindfold.

That’s cool. I’m down.

“What color are you, pup?”

They need to quit asking. “I’m mint green forever. If it changes, I’ll tell you.” Fat chance of that happening. I’m a trooper who’s up for anything. I’ve never met my breaking point.

Sophie hands the blindfold over to Vault. As he runs his fingers across the silk, I can tell he’s second-guessing something. I don’t want him to back out.

“Kiss me,” I say, lifting my voice at the end like it’s a question. “Please.”

Vault carefully leans in, pressing his mouth gently to mine. I can’t believe he’s willing to give me what I want. After all these years of denial and rejection, he’s caving.

No, not caving.Returning.

He slips the blindfold over my head and covers my eyes and kisses me a second time.

I’m on cloud nine.

“Almost done,” Sophie says, suddenly much closer to me.

“What more is there?”

Strong hands clamp my right thigh, and I think he’s adding more rope to it.

“You wanted to edge yourself while listening to us fuck, didn’t you?” my Mistress asks.

“Damn straight, I did. Still do.”

“That’s not how this works, pup.” She lightly slaps my cheek and my dick strains against my pants, hard as a rock. The fucking thing has its own heartbeat.

“What did I tell you about bullying me, Mistress?”

“That it’ll make you come.”

“That’s right.” I grin like I’m not in any kind of trouble here. Everything they do is a reward. I love winning.

“The thing is… you’re going to come no matter what,” Vault says, surprising me. “And you’re not going to be able to stop.”

Sudden vibration hits my dick. I suck in air, reeling from how strong the wand feels against the fabric of my pants. I think he’s strapped it to my goddamn leg. “Fuuuuck.”

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