Warning- The following chapter contains graphic s****l content. You have been warned!
Valerian finally let me drop on his desk and I tried to scurry away immediately when metal bands emerged from the table and cuffed my hands.
Holy s**t!
Is Valerian into kinky s*x? I just hoped to Heaven that he wasn't a dominant because I swear to all that is good that I will slit his throat before he uses a belt to whip me.
I hated my position endlessly,and all I wanted was to be set free. I was lying on my belly,and my hands were sprawled out in front of me,tethered. I growled angrily and propped my knees up against his desk,trying to see how I was going to be set free.
"You chauvinist pig!" I screamed in annoyance.
I could hear my heart beating so loud and so fast that I was positive I was going
