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His hands held her firmly against him as he guided her steps. The chill of air over her wet skin had her shivering against him, even as she felt her nipples tighten into hard peaks once more. She didn’t know what Nikos had in store for her now - for she felt certain it was far more than just the scene he had described to her moments ago - but there was no denying the shift between them. She had sparked something in him, something he hadn’t intended to bring to the surface tonight.
Now everything would change.
She found herself begging still, longing for the release he continued to leave her short of. His hand tightened slightly around her throat, but not even to silence her. It seemed she had said something that interested him though as his steps stilled. She squirmed slightly against him as his hand dipped low to tease her. Everything he said was true, she was ready and begging and so terribly needy for his touch. She didn’t care how anymore, only that he finally took her over the edge, gave her even a momentary reprieve from this maddening desire.
His words made her whimper and moan, her hips shifting to grind back against him slightly. Suddenly he put her into motion again, moving them forward and spinning her around so that she faced him - once more trapped between him and a wall. All the while his fingers continued their tease, never offering her enough and keeping the need from ebbing away to something more tolerable.
Her lips were already parting to agree when his words finally sank through the haze of lust that consumed her mind. “Wait, what?” she said instead, blinking rapidly as she tried to make sense of his request. What would that do? “Surely there has to be something else, right?” She tried to hide the note of panic in her voice, masking it instead with a sultry tone. “Something more... pleasurable for you?” One of her hands shifted to lightly caress over his length, hoping he might change his mind.
But that burning gaze of his didn’t falter. “Nikos, please. Someone could see... you know how servants talk... I can’t ruin myself for you,” she whispered, blue eyes begging him to understand why she couldn’t. She wanted what he was promising,but she couldn’t ignore the consequences. For all her indecent behavior, she took great care to keep it away from prying eyes and gossiping mouths.
“Anything else, but I... I can’t do that... please understand...”
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His hands held her firmly against him as he guided her steps. The chill of air over her wet skin had her shivering against him, even as she felt her nipples tighten into hard peaks once more. She didn’t know what Nikos had in store for her now - for she felt certain it was far more than just the scene he had described to her moments ago - but there was no denying the shift between them. She had sparked something in him, something he hadn’t intended to bring to the surface tonight.
Now everything would change.
She found herself begging still, longing for the release he continued to leave her short of. His hand tightened slightly around her throat, but not even to silence her. It seemed she had said something that interested him though as his steps stilled. She squirmed slightly against him as his hand dipped low to tease her. Everything he said was true, she was ready and begging and so terribly needy for his touch. She didn’t care how anymore, only that he finally took her over the edge, gave her even a momentary reprieve from this maddening desire.
His words made her whimper and moan, her hips shifting to grind back against him slightly. Suddenly he put her into motion again, moving them forward and spinning her around so that she faced him - once more trapped between him and a wall. All the while his fingers continued their tease, never offering her enough and keeping the need from ebbing away to something more tolerable.
Her lips were already parting to agree when his words finally sank through the haze of lust that consumed her mind. “Wait, what?” she said instead, blinking rapidly as she tried to make sense of his request. What would that do? “Surely there has to be something else, right?” She tried to hide the note of panic in her voice, masking it instead with a sultry tone. “Something more... pleasurable for you?” One of her hands shifted to lightly caress over his length, hoping he might change his mind.
But that burning gaze of his didn’t falter. “Nikos, please. Someone could see... you know how servants talk... I can’t ruin myself for you,” she whispered, blue eyes begging him to understand why she couldn’t. She wanted what he was promising,but she couldn’t ignore the consequences. For all her indecent behavior, she took great care to keep it away from prying eyes and gossiping mouths.
“Anything else, but I... I can’t do that... please understand...”
His hands held her firmly against him as he guided her steps. The chill of air over her wet skin had her shivering against him, even as she felt her nipples tighten into hard peaks once more. She didn’t know what Nikos had in store for her now - for she felt certain it was far more than just the scene he had described to her moments ago - but there was no denying the shift between them. She had sparked something in him, something he hadn’t intended to bring to the surface tonight.
Now everything would change.
She found herself begging still, longing for the release he continued to leave her short of. His hand tightened slightly around her throat, but not even to silence her. It seemed she had said something that interested him though as his steps stilled. She squirmed slightly against him as his hand dipped low to tease her. Everything he said was true, she was ready and begging and so terribly needy for his touch. She didn’t care how anymore, only that he finally took her over the edge, gave her even a momentary reprieve from this maddening desire.
His words made her whimper and moan, her hips shifting to grind back against him slightly. Suddenly he put her into motion again, moving them forward and spinning her around so that she faced him - once more trapped between him and a wall. All the while his fingers continued their tease, never offering her enough and keeping the need from ebbing away to something more tolerable.
Her lips were already parting to agree when his words finally sank through the haze of lust that consumed her mind. “Wait, what?” she said instead, blinking rapidly as she tried to make sense of his request. What would that do? “Surely there has to be something else, right?” She tried to hide the note of panic in her voice, masking it instead with a sultry tone. “Something more... pleasurable for you?” One of her hands shifted to lightly caress over his length, hoping he might change his mind.
But that burning gaze of his didn’t falter. “Nikos, please. Someone could see... you know how servants talk... I can’t ruin myself for you,” she whispered, blue eyes begging him to understand why she couldn’t. She wanted what he was promising,but she couldn’t ignore the consequences. For all her indecent behavior, she took great care to keep it away from prying eyes and gossiping mouths.
“Anything else, but I... I can’t do that... please understand...”
Nik could see it, she was about to agree, so filled with a lust that she would do anything to acquire the release she so craved in that moment. So closely was he watching her that he saw the very moment it dawned on her just what he was asking her to do. ’Wait, what?’ ”You heard me, El.”, his voice a deep, husky, whisper, daring her to deny him. ’Surely there has to be something else, right? Something more… pleasurable for you?’ ”This is pleasurable for me,” he countered without missing a beat, his hungry gaze racking over her body. ’Nikos, please. Someone could see… you know how servants talk… I can’t ruin myself for you. Anything else, but I… I can’t do that… please understand.’ ”Oh, I understand…” His sky blue blazing eyes lifted to look above them as if searching for an answer that wasn’t there, and he sucked a breath in between his teeth. ”I understand that you are denying your master,” he brought that heated gaze back down to meet her pleading one. ”For didn’t you agree that you were my plaything to do with as I pleased? Until the sun rose again, those were ethe terms were they not?” He tightened that grip on her throat, cutting off just the slightest bit of her air. ”If you will not crawl for me, then I have no choice but to punish you in the most crude and painful way.” A dark smile that belied a deeper darkness just itching to break free crossed his features even as his eyes took on the tiniest hint of the power hungry temperament she’d awakened. He had not meant to show this side of himself tonight… but now there was no stopping it. He gripped her throat tighter and brought his other hand up to brush her wet hair from her face. ”Either way, I’ll get my pleasure.” Nik pulled her from the wall and nudged her roughly towards the wrap she’d worn on the way to the bathing room. He stooped to scoop up his own. ”Cover up.” he ordered her, in a tone that matched that dark hunger on his face.
When they were both covered appropriately, he gripped her wrist roughly, jerking her along behind him as he hurried them along the corridor back to his room. He shut and locked the door behind them, shoving her towards the bed. ”Disrobe.” As he spoke he sauntered across the room to a trunk in the corner – course no one knew it was a trunk for it was covered in a cloth and statuettes of Dionysus and Aphrodite adorned the surface. He reverently knelt before the figures, whispering prayers to his patron god and goddess. That done he carefully removed the items and the cloth, reveling the ornate trunk beneath. He opened it and began fishing around for what he needed.
Within moments Nikos was crossing the room again, four lengths of braided fabric in his hands.
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Nik could see it, she was about to agree, so filled with a lust that she would do anything to acquire the release she so craved in that moment. So closely was he watching her that he saw the very moment it dawned on her just what he was asking her to do. ’Wait, what?’ ”You heard me, El.”, his voice a deep, husky, whisper, daring her to deny him. ’Surely there has to be something else, right? Something more… pleasurable for you?’ ”This is pleasurable for me,” he countered without missing a beat, his hungry gaze racking over her body. ’Nikos, please. Someone could see… you know how servants talk… I can’t ruin myself for you. Anything else, but I… I can’t do that… please understand.’ ”Oh, I understand…” His sky blue blazing eyes lifted to look above them as if searching for an answer that wasn’t there, and he sucked a breath in between his teeth. ”I understand that you are denying your master,” he brought that heated gaze back down to meet her pleading one. ”For didn’t you agree that you were my plaything to do with as I pleased? Until the sun rose again, those were ethe terms were they not?” He tightened that grip on her throat, cutting off just the slightest bit of her air. ”If you will not crawl for me, then I have no choice but to punish you in the most crude and painful way.” A dark smile that belied a deeper darkness just itching to break free crossed his features even as his eyes took on the tiniest hint of the power hungry temperament she’d awakened. He had not meant to show this side of himself tonight… but now there was no stopping it. He gripped her throat tighter and brought his other hand up to brush her wet hair from her face. ”Either way, I’ll get my pleasure.” Nik pulled her from the wall and nudged her roughly towards the wrap she’d worn on the way to the bathing room. He stooped to scoop up his own. ”Cover up.” he ordered her, in a tone that matched that dark hunger on his face.
When they were both covered appropriately, he gripped her wrist roughly, jerking her along behind him as he hurried them along the corridor back to his room. He shut and locked the door behind them, shoving her towards the bed. ”Disrobe.” As he spoke he sauntered across the room to a trunk in the corner – course no one knew it was a trunk for it was covered in a cloth and statuettes of Dionysus and Aphrodite adorned the surface. He reverently knelt before the figures, whispering prayers to his patron god and goddess. That done he carefully removed the items and the cloth, reveling the ornate trunk beneath. He opened it and began fishing around for what he needed.
Within moments Nikos was crossing the room again, four lengths of braided fabric in his hands.
Nik could see it, she was about to agree, so filled with a lust that she would do anything to acquire the release she so craved in that moment. So closely was he watching her that he saw the very moment it dawned on her just what he was asking her to do. ’Wait, what?’ ”You heard me, El.”, his voice a deep, husky, whisper, daring her to deny him. ’Surely there has to be something else, right? Something more… pleasurable for you?’ ”This is pleasurable for me,” he countered without missing a beat, his hungry gaze racking over her body. ’Nikos, please. Someone could see… you know how servants talk… I can’t ruin myself for you. Anything else, but I… I can’t do that… please understand.’ ”Oh, I understand…” His sky blue blazing eyes lifted to look above them as if searching for an answer that wasn’t there, and he sucked a breath in between his teeth. ”I understand that you are denying your master,” he brought that heated gaze back down to meet her pleading one. ”For didn’t you agree that you were my plaything to do with as I pleased? Until the sun rose again, those were ethe terms were they not?” He tightened that grip on her throat, cutting off just the slightest bit of her air. ”If you will not crawl for me, then I have no choice but to punish you in the most crude and painful way.” A dark smile that belied a deeper darkness just itching to break free crossed his features even as his eyes took on the tiniest hint of the power hungry temperament she’d awakened. He had not meant to show this side of himself tonight… but now there was no stopping it. He gripped her throat tighter and brought his other hand up to brush her wet hair from her face. ”Either way, I’ll get my pleasure.” Nik pulled her from the wall and nudged her roughly towards the wrap she’d worn on the way to the bathing room. He stooped to scoop up his own. ”Cover up.” he ordered her, in a tone that matched that dark hunger on his face.
When they were both covered appropriately, he gripped her wrist roughly, jerking her along behind him as he hurried them along the corridor back to his room. He shut and locked the door behind them, shoving her towards the bed. ”Disrobe.” As he spoke he sauntered across the room to a trunk in the corner – course no one knew it was a trunk for it was covered in a cloth and statuettes of Dionysus and Aphrodite adorned the surface. He reverently knelt before the figures, whispering prayers to his patron god and goddess. That done he carefully removed the items and the cloth, reveling the ornate trunk beneath. He opened it and began fishing around for what he needed.
Within moments Nikos was crossing the room again, four lengths of braided fabric in his hands.
’You heard me, El.’
She began to panic a little. There had to be some mistake, something she was misunderstanding. Some sort of joke he was playing on her. ”Okay, okay, you fooled me. Very funny, Nik,” she answered with a chuckle. But he didn’t laugh. What? This made no sense. What could he possibly have to gain from such a request. There had to be an alternative... Yet apparently there wasn’t.
’Oh, I understand.
For a moment, she felt a hint of relief, but that was a very brief moment. Her mouth fell open - though whether it was the shock of his words as he called himself her master or the sheer intense heat within his gaze she did not know. She couldn’t protest though as he reminded her the terms of her deal. ”Yes, but I never thought your demands would be so indiscreet as that,” she answered weakly instead. His grip on her throat tightened and she croaked slightly as it became harder to breathe. “Nik, please.”
He wouldn’t hurt her... He couldn’t. They had crossed paths for years now, ever since Sil stumbled into her life. She had seen him seduce many, but never had she seen this sort of dark hunger on his features before. It was just enough to make her wonder if he was really still the man she had always known, or if this shift in him was as dangerous as it seemed. Her lips parted in a gasp as he said he would punish her for her denial, his grip tightening even more. It was then that the tiniest hint of fear sparked in her blue eyes. “Nik!”
And then he pulled her away from the wall, shoving her forward, towards her wrap, ordering her to cover herself. She was shaken, yet that desperate need hadn’t faded either. So she pulled the cloth around herself tightly until he grabbed her wrist, tugging her along back to his room quickly. He didn’t even glance at her as he told her to disrobe. She obeyed, but she watched him carefully, standing still in the center of the room. She was trembling slightly, eyes wide as he shifted the items of his altar after a small prayer, revealing a trunk beneath it. When he turned back to her with ropes, her teeth dragged over her lower lip. He had described this very scenario to her... and the memory of what he promised sent a new wave of desire through her. Yet there was a new hesitance as she recalled that he had spoken of punishment too.
“What are you going to do, Nikos?”
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’You heard me, El.’
She began to panic a little. There had to be some mistake, something she was misunderstanding. Some sort of joke he was playing on her. ”Okay, okay, you fooled me. Very funny, Nik,” she answered with a chuckle. But he didn’t laugh. What? This made no sense. What could he possibly have to gain from such a request. There had to be an alternative... Yet apparently there wasn’t.
’Oh, I understand.
For a moment, she felt a hint of relief, but that was a very brief moment. Her mouth fell open - though whether it was the shock of his words as he called himself her master or the sheer intense heat within his gaze she did not know. She couldn’t protest though as he reminded her the terms of her deal. ”Yes, but I never thought your demands would be so indiscreet as that,” she answered weakly instead. His grip on her throat tightened and she croaked slightly as it became harder to breathe. “Nik, please.”
He wouldn’t hurt her... He couldn’t. They had crossed paths for years now, ever since Sil stumbled into her life. She had seen him seduce many, but never had she seen this sort of dark hunger on his features before. It was just enough to make her wonder if he was really still the man she had always known, or if this shift in him was as dangerous as it seemed. Her lips parted in a gasp as he said he would punish her for her denial, his grip tightening even more. It was then that the tiniest hint of fear sparked in her blue eyes. “Nik!”
And then he pulled her away from the wall, shoving her forward, towards her wrap, ordering her to cover herself. She was shaken, yet that desperate need hadn’t faded either. So she pulled the cloth around herself tightly until he grabbed her wrist, tugging her along back to his room quickly. He didn’t even glance at her as he told her to disrobe. She obeyed, but she watched him carefully, standing still in the center of the room. She was trembling slightly, eyes wide as he shifted the items of his altar after a small prayer, revealing a trunk beneath it. When he turned back to her with ropes, her teeth dragged over her lower lip. He had described this very scenario to her... and the memory of what he promised sent a new wave of desire through her. Yet there was a new hesitance as she recalled that he had spoken of punishment too.
“What are you going to do, Nikos?”
’You heard me, El.’
She began to panic a little. There had to be some mistake, something she was misunderstanding. Some sort of joke he was playing on her. ”Okay, okay, you fooled me. Very funny, Nik,” she answered with a chuckle. But he didn’t laugh. What? This made no sense. What could he possibly have to gain from such a request. There had to be an alternative... Yet apparently there wasn’t.
’Oh, I understand.
For a moment, she felt a hint of relief, but that was a very brief moment. Her mouth fell open - though whether it was the shock of his words as he called himself her master or the sheer intense heat within his gaze she did not know. She couldn’t protest though as he reminded her the terms of her deal. ”Yes, but I never thought your demands would be so indiscreet as that,” she answered weakly instead. His grip on her throat tightened and she croaked slightly as it became harder to breathe. “Nik, please.”
He wouldn’t hurt her... He couldn’t. They had crossed paths for years now, ever since Sil stumbled into her life. She had seen him seduce many, but never had she seen this sort of dark hunger on his features before. It was just enough to make her wonder if he was really still the man she had always known, or if this shift in him was as dangerous as it seemed. Her lips parted in a gasp as he said he would punish her for her denial, his grip tightening even more. It was then that the tiniest hint of fear sparked in her blue eyes. “Nik!”
And then he pulled her away from the wall, shoving her forward, towards her wrap, ordering her to cover herself. She was shaken, yet that desperate need hadn’t faded either. So she pulled the cloth around herself tightly until he grabbed her wrist, tugging her along back to his room quickly. He didn’t even glance at her as he told her to disrobe. She obeyed, but she watched him carefully, standing still in the center of the room. She was trembling slightly, eyes wide as he shifted the items of his altar after a small prayer, revealing a trunk beneath it. When he turned back to her with ropes, her teeth dragged over her lower lip. He had described this very scenario to her... and the memory of what he promised sent a new wave of desire through her. Yet there was a new hesitance as she recalled that he had spoken of punishment too.
“What are you going to do, Nikos?”
’What are you going to do, Nikos?’
Nikos approached Eleni, tossing all but one of the lengths of rope onto the bed. He took one of her hands and began wrapping the braided fabric around her wrist. He met her gaze confidently. ”I’m going to restrain you.” Her wrist wrapped firmly he led her by the remaining length of that tether, bringing her to the lushly covered bed. ”Lay down.” He didn’t sound angry, his tone didn’t even hold that edge of dangerousness he’d held in the wash room. HE was clearly still aroused however, still hungry to sate the growing needs rising within him. You’d think he’d been spent with how many rounds they’d gone already, and with how long the night had grown. But he was far from finished with her. ”Good girl,” he said with a smirk once she was settled on the bed. He pulled the length of rope over the edge of the bed, to the beam running along the bottom. He tied it off securely, leaving her arm outstretched. Then he did the same with her other arm and a second length of braided fabric.
He kept looking at her face as he worked, remembering that tiny bit of fear he’d seen flash in her eyes when he’d chocked her in the wash room. It had made his blood race and boil. It’d been adrenaline inducing. But he didn’t want her to scream in fear. He wanted her to scream in ecstasy. Nikos got off on making women scream. The louder the better.
The Condos lord moved to the end of the bed and tethered her ankles with the remaining two ropes, leaving her completely spread eagle and at his mercy.. ”There. Now… you could probably escape if you tried hard enough.” He dropped the robe he was wearing to the floor and joined her on the bed, between her fanned out legs. ”But… if you do get free, then I stop what I’m doing. Understand?” As he spoke, he dropped a hand to run his fingers through the triangle of curls between her legs, delving deeper until a single finger slid inside her.
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’What are you going to do, Nikos?’
Nikos approached Eleni, tossing all but one of the lengths of rope onto the bed. He took one of her hands and began wrapping the braided fabric around her wrist. He met her gaze confidently. ”I’m going to restrain you.” Her wrist wrapped firmly he led her by the remaining length of that tether, bringing her to the lushly covered bed. ”Lay down.” He didn’t sound angry, his tone didn’t even hold that edge of dangerousness he’d held in the wash room. HE was clearly still aroused however, still hungry to sate the growing needs rising within him. You’d think he’d been spent with how many rounds they’d gone already, and with how long the night had grown. But he was far from finished with her. ”Good girl,” he said with a smirk once she was settled on the bed. He pulled the length of rope over the edge of the bed, to the beam running along the bottom. He tied it off securely, leaving her arm outstretched. Then he did the same with her other arm and a second length of braided fabric.
He kept looking at her face as he worked, remembering that tiny bit of fear he’d seen flash in her eyes when he’d chocked her in the wash room. It had made his blood race and boil. It’d been adrenaline inducing. But he didn’t want her to scream in fear. He wanted her to scream in ecstasy. Nikos got off on making women scream. The louder the better.
The Condos lord moved to the end of the bed and tethered her ankles with the remaining two ropes, leaving her completely spread eagle and at his mercy.. ”There. Now… you could probably escape if you tried hard enough.” He dropped the robe he was wearing to the floor and joined her on the bed, between her fanned out legs. ”But… if you do get free, then I stop what I’m doing. Understand?” As he spoke, he dropped a hand to run his fingers through the triangle of curls between her legs, delving deeper until a single finger slid inside her.
’What are you going to do, Nikos?’
Nikos approached Eleni, tossing all but one of the lengths of rope onto the bed. He took one of her hands and began wrapping the braided fabric around her wrist. He met her gaze confidently. ”I’m going to restrain you.” Her wrist wrapped firmly he led her by the remaining length of that tether, bringing her to the lushly covered bed. ”Lay down.” He didn’t sound angry, his tone didn’t even hold that edge of dangerousness he’d held in the wash room. HE was clearly still aroused however, still hungry to sate the growing needs rising within him. You’d think he’d been spent with how many rounds they’d gone already, and with how long the night had grown. But he was far from finished with her. ”Good girl,” he said with a smirk once she was settled on the bed. He pulled the length of rope over the edge of the bed, to the beam running along the bottom. He tied it off securely, leaving her arm outstretched. Then he did the same with her other arm and a second length of braided fabric.
He kept looking at her face as he worked, remembering that tiny bit of fear he’d seen flash in her eyes when he’d chocked her in the wash room. It had made his blood race and boil. It’d been adrenaline inducing. But he didn’t want her to scream in fear. He wanted her to scream in ecstasy. Nikos got off on making women scream. The louder the better.
The Condos lord moved to the end of the bed and tethered her ankles with the remaining two ropes, leaving her completely spread eagle and at his mercy.. ”There. Now… you could probably escape if you tried hard enough.” He dropped the robe he was wearing to the floor and joined her on the bed, between her fanned out legs. ”But… if you do get free, then I stop what I’m doing. Understand?” As he spoke, he dropped a hand to run his fingers through the triangle of curls between her legs, delving deeper until a single finger slid inside her.
