Page 39 of Clawed
“You’ll be warmer soon, at least.”He ran his hand along the smooth skin of her back.“This place has radiators in every room, including the bathroom.”
“The bathroom, Mr.Lawes, sir?”Her brow rose.
“That’s where we’re headed now.”He swooped before she’d had time to consider his words, lowering to collect her knees before he hoisted her over his shoulder.She went with a yelp, panting as they squashed the length of chain between their bodies.
“You could learn to crawl up the stairs,” he considered as he left the kitchen and started the steps one at a time.“But this is faster.”
She whimpered at his verdict, her fingers clinging to the back of his shirt as he reached the landing.Hope burgeoned at the intimate act.He knew it was probably born of fear that she’d fall, but he chose to imagine it really spoke of her desire for him.She wanted him, but as yet, she was too fearful, to be honest.She’d missed him but was too ashamed to say.
Turning left at the top of the staircase, he headed into the archaic family bathroom, patting her enticing backside when she mewled again.A part of him wished he could have treated her to a more indulgent experience, to have whisked her into a huge rainfall shower and watched the hot water cascading over her shapely form before he slid his hard dick into her cunt, but as he lowered her to her feet on the small tatty mat in the center of the room, he remembered why she was there in the first place.
Hannah had taken the stand against him and encouraged the other women he’d harbored to do the same.She was the reason he’d served so many long, arduous years inside the crumbling Victorian prison.The rundown facilities in the tired old house were better than he’d enjoyed, and more than she warranted.Thanks to his foresight and the hours of preparation he’d already put in, the room also contained everything they needed.
Shutting the door behind him, he ensured the end of the leash was still in place around his wrist before he closed the distance between them.“I want you washed and shaved, little girl.”
Her eyes widened as he held her against him.
“And because I don’t trust you with a blade, I’ll be taking care of those tasks myself.”
“But I’ll be good, Mr.Lawes, sir.”Her tone was imploring.
“Oh, I know you will be.”His response was dismissive.“Because you won’t have a choice, Hannah.”
Planting a chaste kiss on her forehead, he walked the short distance to the closet, opening the door to reveal the provisions he’d collected for that exact moment.The chain between them tightened as he collected the cuffs he wanted, and by the time his focus was on her again, her brow was creased with concern.
“You don’t have to use those, Mr.Lawes.”Her words were short, breathy pleas.“I’ll be good.”
“You’ll be quiet,” he corrected.“Unless you want another gag in that pretty mouth of yours.”
She hadn’t tried to struggle since the last time he’d shoved a plastic ball between her teeth, but still, Lawes recalled just how bad his little girl could be.
“But please...”She backed away until her calves skimmed the edge of the bathtub.“I don’t want to be bound again.”
“I won’t repeat myself.”He was calm as he neared, waving the ends of the leather straps of the first cuff in front of her.“Give me your wrist like a good girl, and I won’t add strikes to your upcoming punishment.”
Panic gleamed in her eyes, her attention darting from his face to the door as she watched her options running out in front of her.Naturally, she could try to run, but the leash meant she wouldn’t get far, and she surely knew she had no chance of out-maneuvering him.Prison had been a laborious endurance, but the one thing it had granted Lawes was endless hours where exercise was his only outlet.That meant he’d not only walked more around the yard than he’d ever felt inclined to do on the outside, but he’d pushed more weights than ever before.Incarcerated for far too long, the one silver lining was how much stronger and fitter he’d become.
Staring into her eyes, he sensed the prospect of more bondage terrified her, but he also suspected the logical part of her brain was whirring into action.She knew Lawes and how he’d respond if she pushed him too far.He’d already promised her one penance.How much worse would it be if she pissed him off at that juncture?
“Now.”
He added just enough emphasis to fire her into life, her arm trembling as she lifted it between them.
“Please.”She mouthed the word as he tugged the first bracelet into place, her breaths shaky as he ordered her to present her second wrist behind her back.
Ensuring the leather wrapped snugly around her delicate limbs, he allowed her bound hands to fall against her ass before he yanked at her leash and sent her surging against him again.
“No more begging now.”His tone was soft, but it was the only part of him that was.“There’ll be plenty of time for that later.”
