Chapter 19 Olivia
Olivia
I walk behind Kade obediently, even though he’s leading me to my punishment. I can hardly breathe, my chest hurts so much.
Kade stops at a door to the right of the stairs. His hand rests on the knob as he turns to me. “I understand why you did that, Olivia. I do. But you know it was bad, don’t you?”
My stomach churns as I nod my head and answer, “Yes, Master K.”
No, no it wasn’t. I had to. He grips my chin in his hand and forces me to look into his narrowed eyes. He looks pissed. My heart stops in my chest.
“Don’t lie to me, angel.” His words are hard and unforgiving. “I’m thankful it happened in that company. Had it been different…” he trails off as he opens the door and takes in a slow inhale. He doesn’t finish what he was saying, leaving me to imagine the worst, but instead walks down the steps.
I take a peek into the basement. It’s different down here.
It’s not luxurious at all. The walls are cinderblocks that have been painted grey.
The steps are wooden and also painted, although they’re black and have texture to them.
My heart races as Kade descends the stairs.
I look to my right and I know the front doors are close.
They’re just down the hall. I could try to run. A very large part of me wants to.
I take an uneasy step toward the basement door and grip the handle. I could close the door and try to run.
My heart races and thuds in my chest.
“Don’t make me wait for you, angel.” Although Kade’s voice is low and laced with a threat, it eases something inside of me.
I let go of the door and walk slowly down the wooden stairs.
When I look to my left I can see the room for what it is.
It’s mostly empty. The floor is painted black, and the walls are the same grey-painted cinders.
There’s a drain in the center of the room, and nothing else. It’s empty.
My heart slows as I think of what this room could be used for. I nearly trip on the last stair as my heart tries to leap out of my throat.
Murder, death. The drain is for blood. That must be it. My hand grips the railing, but my feet are bolted to the ground.
“Olivia, calm down. It’s okay.” Kade puts his hands up and his eyes soften. “It’s alright, angel.” His voice is meant to calm me, but it’s not working.
He walks to me with even steps, and it takes everything in me not to move away from him. “I’m not going to hurt you.” He sounds so sincere. I lift my eyes to meet his, and he slowly drops his lips to mine. His hand cups the back of my head.
His comforting touch feels so welcoming. I lean into him and deepen the kiss. I'll be good. I can be good. My heart swells in my chest. I want to make this right.
He pulls away from me and wraps his hand lightly around my throat. “Olivia,” he begins and pauses to take in a deep breath. “You weren’t supposed to do that.” Sadness clouds his eyes.
“I’m sorry.” I really feel like I betrayed him. I remember what he said, and his promise to free me. I’m so fucking stupid. I take in a ragged breath.
“Please, Kade,” I say and place my hand on his hard chest as I beg him. “I won’t do it again. I promise.”
“Angel, I wish it were that easy.” He takes my hand in both of his and leads me across the room. Under the stairs is a bench covered in a wipeable material and on either side of it are two storage containers.
“I want you to lie down on the bench.” Kade doesn’t even look at me as he gives me his order. I walk slowly to the bench and lie down on my back. The bench is wide enough to easily fit me, and long enough so that there’s plenty of seating left over.
My heart races as Kade opens a box and then the other. I want to look at what he’s getting, but I don’t. I’m terrified. I close my eyes tight and clench my fists.
Just obey, and soon I’ll be free. I can do this.
My eyes pop open as I hear chains above my head.
I look up, and sure enough, two chains with shackles are now dangling from the stairs.
Kade adjusts them so he can easily lock the shackles around my ankles, then he raises and spreads them wide.
Each side of the staircase has a chain affixed.
The thin dress I'm wearing slides up, and the cool air breathes against my bared pussy. I swallow thickly, knowing I’m completely vulnerable like this.
“Kade,” I breathe out.
“Yes, Olivia?”
“What are you going to do to me?” I ask. I need to know.
“I’m going to deny you, angel.”
“Deny me what?” I ask as he places a thick strip of cloth over my torso before wrapping and locking a chain around it. Now I’m chained to the bench with my legs in the air, completely spread wide open for him.
He gives me a soft smile and pushes the hair out of my face, but he doesn’t answer me.
“You don’t have to chain me,” I say as he reaches into one of the boxes. He looks at me with a cocked brow. “The chain around my stomach,” I say and clear my dry throat. “I promise I won’t move.” I won't. I'm going to be good for him.
He smirks at me and shakes his head. “You won’t intend to move, but you will. That chain is for your safety. I don’t want you to fall.” He closes the box and looks to the stairs as he takes something out of his pocket. My eyes widen. It's the egg from earlier.
I breathe out as he slips the egg into place. He has to pump it in and out before it’s fully in place. I'm not at all aroused.
“I’m not used to you not being wet for me,” Kade remarks as he reaches back into his pocket and grabs the controller. “You must really dislike being punished.”
No shit. Nothing like thinking you’re going to die to turn you off.
I hold onto my snarky remark and try to forget everything. Just obey. I can do this.
Kade flips the switch and a gentle hum fills the room.
It doesn’t feel the same as earlier. It’s on a low speed, and I’m not anywhere near on edge.
My fingers twitch at my sides, and Kade sees. He’s quick to cuff my wrists to the chain around my stomach.
“Are you comfortable?” Kade asks. The shackles on my ankle bite a bit into my skin, but other than that I am, yeah. I nod my head and search Kade’s eyes for answers.
The humming seems to get louder and the vibrations more intense. It's just enough that my pussy heats, and desire spikes, but then it's gone. I try to readjust, feeling off-balance, but I can't. I can't move anything.
“I have to blindfold you now,” Kade says, and I shake my head out of instinct. I don’t want that. Not being able to see terrifies me.
“You don’t have a say in this, angel,” Kade says as he slips a black blindfold over my eyes. I hold in a moan as the vibrations increase again and my forehead scrunches. I try to twist my hips, but I’m limited, and it only makes my ankles hurt from putting pressure on them.
In an instant, the sensation is gone again and I feel on edge. I can tell there’s light, but other than that, I’m blind.
“Kade,” I whisper. There’s no response. “Kade?” I call for him with desperation.
“I’m here, angel.” I wish he’d hold me.
I scream out as the vibrations pick up again and I try to buck my hips to get away, but I can’t. My body heats as I get closer to my heightened orgasm, but then it dies.
My heart races, and my pussy clenches.
I breathe out slowly.
I swallow and attempt to ignore it. I try to ignore the arousal pooling in my core, the heated tingles along my stomach and legs. My nipples have hardened, and every small movement against the dress seems to elicit a shock of electricity straight to my clit.
The vibrations intensify again, and this time I try to rock my hips. I just need a bit more. It’s so close, yet so far away. I whimper a small moan as they die down, leaving me feeling needy and helpless.
When it doesn’t come, I lie limp and try to remember to breathe.
And then again, and again.
I clench my teeth as each time my orgasm approaches, I almost fear the moment I fall off the edge. My toes and extremities tingle with need. My body feels as though it’s going to explode, each time greater than the last… yet nothing happens.
My arousal drips down my ass and onto the seat. I want to move. I pull against the chains, but I can’t do anything. I’m forced to scream out as the next one comes and goes. Leaving my body to fight against both the upcoming release, and the inevitable denial of it.
“Kade!” I cry out for him. But I hear nothing. “I’m sorry!” I scream as it comes again.
I buck my hips and try desperately to find my release.
My body heats and cools as a thin sheen of sweat covers every inch.
And then nothing.
My head thrashes, and my heart beats up my throat as I try to both fight and conquer the heated sensation.
The faint hum of the vibrator is the only noise in the room.
And it’s the only sound other than my own moans and screams for god knows how long.
It feels like hours.
Tears leak down my face as it comes again, with the relentless sensation, but this time there’s more. A strangled cry leaves my mouth as I get closer than I ever have before.
Relief blooms in my chest. The intensity picks up and just as I begin to fall, the vibrations stop completely.
I scream out in both anger and frustration. I feel delirious.
The room is quiet other than my frantic breathing. Even the hum I’ve listened to the entire time has left me.
I try to calm down, thinking maybe it’s over. My punishment is finally done with. But then the faint hum comes back with the soft vibrations, and I lose all sense of composure.
I scream out for Kade until my throat hurts. Sweat covers my heated body and I pull against the chains and thrash on the bench as my punishment seems to last and last.
I don't know how long it's been. But each time it hurts more and more to be teased and denied.
I focus on trying to accept it won't come. This is my punishment.
I’m only distracted by the small sounds of footprints coming down the stairs.
“Kade?” I call out for him in a choked voice. “Please!”
“Shh!” a soft feminine voice says as the egg is pulled away from me.