Alarik commanded me to walk to the corner of the hall where a chain was dangling from the ceiling. I thought he was planning on binding me with it and I was partially right.
Partially, because I was expecting him to chain my hand, but he caged my body in a way that moving an inch was out of the question, and my legs were spread in a split position, exposing both of my holes to him. I was hanging in the air, exposed, and defenseless, much like a lamb in a butcher shop.
"As expected, red suits you best, Blue," he said, roaming his fingers on my stomach, making me clench my muscles under his touch. His touch was scorching, to be honest, and oh, so exciting.
He was tempting me with his fingers, getting me all riled up so he can get me to beg, and I wanted nothing more than to submit to t
