CHAPTER 43: SARAH
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Sarah hung, arms extended over her head and breasts bare. She was completely vulnerable. Nick could do anything he wanted. She should be scared and she was a little, but she was more excited. Part of her wanted to tell him to f**k her right now. He’d be in complete control. She’d be at the mercy of his thrusts, his pace. She squeezed her legs together. She was so ready for him, but she wanted this fantasy. She’d imagined it for some time
The snap made her jump. She hadn’t considered the belt. It’d just been part of the costume. It wasn’t supposed to be part of the game. She didn’t want him to really hurt her, not too much. A little pain before pleasure was good. Great actually. He’d taught her that, but not too much.
He walked around her and snapped the belt
