Page 41 of Wanna Play A Game?

“What are you doing?” I ask, eyes darting all over the room, looking for an escape.

Sawyer grabs the gloves and puts one on. I try to scramble away, but he just lowers more of his weight to my hips, remaining seated inside me.

“We’re going to play with a little pain,” he says.

I gasp when Sawyer pulls pliers out from under the furnace. A million thoughts scramble through my mind. This is where I’m going to die. He’s going to torture and kill me.

“Bunny.” Sawyer taps my nose with a gloved finger. “Remember, I said you’re going to enjoy it.”

My pulse is flying. “You’re sick.”

“Thank you.” With one hand, Sawyer reaches the pliers into the furnace and pulls out a red hot metal plate.

I try to scramble away again. Sawyer grunts and uses one hand to pin me down by my throat.

“Don’t move. I don’t want to burn you by accident.” His dick swells inside me.

I freeze.

Sawyer puts the plate on a tray under the furnace. He takes the hand on my throat and rips the crop top off me. “I’m going to brand you, Cali. You can fight, but don’t buck up into me, or I’ll burn deeper than I mean to.”

“What the fuck?” I stare at the fiery red metal, then into his eyes, and scramble to get away.

Sawyer groans, thrusting a little. “Have you ever come from being hurt?”

“Let me go!”

He tsks. “You’ve wanted to, though. I’ve seen your search history.”

I did look into pain play for a bit, but I never told anyone. Especially not Ben.

I want to scream and run, which, inexplicably, makes my pussy wet. “Doesn’t fucking matter! You’re completely insane. Let me go!”

Sawyer reaches over, grabs an alcohol pad from the floor, and kisses me right below my left collarbone. He wipes the cold pad over it. “Right here, where everyone will see it. See that this beautiful little creature is mine.”

“You psycho bitch, let me go!” I swipe at his eyes. Sawyer ducks his head down, letting his soft hair brush over my nose. I scratch at his head and reach my left hand towards the pliers. His hand darts out and snatches mine up. He pins it to my stomach and then does the same with the other, holding me down with one hand. His muscles flex in the light.

I heave for breath.

With his other hand, Sawyer quickly goes for the hot metal tray. He uses the pliers to grab a scrap of glowing, hot metal and raises it over me.

I scream as he lowers it.

Sawyer gives me no time to fight. He presses the hot metal into my flesh.

Searing hot pain flashes through me. That’s all I can think about. Sawyer holds it to me, then instantly releases it. My skin is on fire, bubbling with heat. I struggle to get away.

“Good girl, you did so good.” Sawyer thrusts into me. “Give it a second.”

I arch my back, pain coursing through me. The pain gets worse, and I scream again.

“God, you’re squeezing my dick so fucking tight, little bunny.” Sawyer reaches down and starts playing with my clit.

The heat flares, and then a rush of adrenaline runs through me, and the pain starts to numb.

“Atta girl. Let the dopamine do its thing.” Sawyer continues to play with me, shooting sensation into my pussy. I try to ignore it, but as the tingling and numbing spread over my body, it feels like Sawyer's fingers get bigger and my clit more sensitive while my chest pounds in pain. Sawyer starts slowly pumping into me. “Give me your moans, pretty girl. I want to hear all your little sounds for me.”

Pleasure fills my foggy mind. I feel myself getting wetter. What is happening?