“THE SUB’S REVENGE”
CHAPTER 21
JULIAN
The leather cuffs bit into my wrists.
I've been on my knees for forty-seven minutes, the clock on the wall ticking each second into my skull. My thighs burned, my back ached, my c**k has been locked in a cage for the last three hours, and the pressure was unbearable.
Mistress Raven circled me like a vulture.
"Look at you," she said, her heels clicking against the concrete floor. "Forty years old hedge fund manager with millions in the bank. And here you are, on your knees, begging for my attention."
I didn't answer. I knew better.
She stopped in front of me, her silver-streaked hair pulled so tight it stretched her skin. Her hand shot out, grabbing my chin and forcing my gaze upward.
"I can't hear a response, Julian."
"Yes, Mistress."
"Yes,
