Page 109 of Cruel Pleasures

Completely naked right down to the little patch of fuzz above her pussy, she’s obediently waiting for Ryu’s instruction.

He’s gathered the rope off the floor and takes his position behind her. “Do you remember what design I tied you up in last time?”

“Yes.”

“What was it?”

“A star.”

“We’ll do something a little different tonight.”

I watch firsthand as Ryu sets to work. He’s fast utilizing the rope, demonstrably comfortable in how he twines it around Imani’s curvy body. The rope’s positioned in meticulous fashion around her breasts and crisscrossed over her stomach in diamond shapes. It comes around her thighs and then travels up her back.

Practical in how its arranged but erotic decoration for my viewing pleasure.

My cock agrees, throbbing inside my pants.

Imani holds still though her breath’s shallowed. Her eyelids flutter closed and her pouty lips roll together as if she’s locked into the same struggle I am—trying her damnedest not to derive pleasure from what’s about to happen.

Ryu secures her arms behind her back and then allows his hands to free roam her naked curves. Her breasts and belly. Her fat ass.

He tips her chin up ’til his mouth hovers over hers. “Do you know what happens now, bunny?”

“N-no…” she gusts out, breathless.

“You’ve broken another rule.” His eyes meet mine from behind his mask as he runs his tongue along the seam of her lips.

My hands clench into fists at my side, aware of how precarious this situation is. The fire we’re playing with in even attempting to share her.

“What did I tell you about behaving yourself? Do you think you behaved yourself tonight?”

An uncertain breath rattles out of her. Her shoulders push back and her breasts jiggle from the expulsion. Reluctantly, she shakes her head side to side.

Ryu grips her face and snarls, “Answer me like I’ve instructed you to do so.”

“No, Warden.”

“You’ve been bad. Now you’ll be punished for it.”

Ryu grabs hold of the knotted rope decorating her torso, then connects it with the contraption rigged to the ceiling. He finishes securing her thighs to her sides and hoists her up until she’s off the ground entirely.

Arms trapped behind her back and thighs pinned, she dangles sensuously in the binds like some erotic art piece in motion.

I’ve given up pretending I’m not hard as fuck. I rub the crotch of my pants and breathe raggedly through my hardening erection.

Ryu does a three-hundred-and-sixty degree walk around her, inspecting his work. When he’s satisfied, he takes position at her head. His hands slide over her roped breasts and knead them like he’s seeking to soothe. He presses his cheek to hers and says, “Do you know how bad bunnies are punished?”

“No,” she warbles out, swaying in the ropes.

“They’re fucked.”

Ryu looks over at me and I understand immediately.

The mood tinges to a shade even darker than the black it already is. I don’t wait on the moment. There’s no use for it.

I’m pissed and I’m hard and I’m ready to fuck Imani’s sweet pussy ’til I’m satisfied. I stride forward, undoing my belt and freeing my cock.

The shock that bursts onto her beautiful face is priceless. All as Ryu massages her breasts and tweaks her nipples. As he presses his cheek against hers and tells her what a disobedient, bad fucking bunny she’s been.