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eyeing him in choler. “You know that.”
    “Do I? You make it sound like you’re not sure.”
    He crawled on top of the bed, coming closer, until he pinned his body against hers, enjoying the hovering sensation. “I can do anything I want to you right now. How does that make you feel?”
    “Mmmm, sexy.”
    “No, no it doesn’t. You’re lying. Your face tells a different story. Tell me how you really feel,” he said, gently squeezing her jaw.
    “I feel…nervous.”
    “The lack of movement makes you nervous?”
    “Yes.”
    “Why?”
    “Because…I don’t know what you’re going to do.”
    “Ah, I see. Yes, that is unfortunate. Because he owns you?”
    “You do, sir.”
                  He nodded. “I do. I tied you up. Didn’t I? But the night is still young. Tying you up doesn’t really hurt. It just heightens your senses. Because what I’m going to do to you next…that’s going to hurt. That’s going to really hurt.”
                  Bella flinched at the idea and shifted again.
                  “The first time I saw you, Arabella, I was intoxicated with your curvy body. Your full breasts. Your big butt. Your whole body. I wanted to take you to my bed and use your body as a pillow. Squeeze you and feel your nipples against my mouth. The first time I saw you. How does that make you feel?”
                  “Like you don’t really love me.”
                  “Why would that be?” he asked caressing her curves and enjoying her shudder in defense.
                  “Because…you don’t love me.”
                  He blinked at the statement and frowned hard. “I am incapable of love, Arabella. But I know how to please a woman, don’t I?”
    “Yes…”
    Bastien pulled down both cups of her purple lace bra, exposing her thick nipples. Her nipples were erect. He took his time and played with one nipple, caressing it with two fingers and making it twice as engorged and stiff than it was.
    “Mmmmm…” Bella sighed.
    “You like that?”
    “Mmmm…” she replied, not quite sure what she was feeling. Yes, it felt good to have her pleasure centers toyed with, but the loss of control filled her with a palpable sense of dread.
    He toyed with her other nipple, rubbing his fingertips on it until it puffed up.
    “Are your nipples sensitive?”
    “Yes, sir…” she said squirming around but still unable to move.
    “Tell me to stop. Tell me that they’re too sensitive. That you want to stop.”
    “Sssstop…ungghhh!” she said, just as he squeezed both of her taut nipples.
    “Too sensitive?”
    “Yessss…ohhhh!” she groaned, as he squeezed them harder this time, making her watch as he violated her senses.
    “You want me to stop?” he asked. “Tell me they’re too sensitive.”
    “Mmmm…stop.”
    “Stop what?” he asked, squeezing her again and sending her body into a squirm, right and left, but still nowhere to go but bouncing back into position.
    “Aaaahhh! My nipples are sensitive. Stop…”
    “Why would I stop? I own your body. Not you.”
    “I know…”
    “You know what? Do you want me to hurt you?”
    “Y-Yes…”
    “I know you do. You know what your owner wants. Don’t you?”
    “Yes.”
    “What is it?” he said, reaching over to the side of the bed and picking up a small bag.
    “Mmm to hurt me…”
    “No, but what’s he going to do next?”
    “I don’t know…”
    “Yes, you do. You do know. Say it.”
    “What…”
    “Say what you think. What you’re afraid of. What your body is afraid of.”
    “Mmmm…my nipples,” she said rolling back and forth but hardly getting an inch off the bed.
    “How did you know? Good intuition.”
    He pulled out a chain with two clamping ends. He made sure she saw it first, before pulling the clamps apart.
    “No…no…” she said, shifting her legs, as if she had a prayer to escape.
    “That’s right. I’m going to hurt you. The way