I Like it When it Hurts

Lance loves playing with Sadie. Her sharp mouth and her taste for punishment make the game worth it. She’ll risk a little trouble just to see if she can slip past him, and every time she does, it only amuses him more. He lets her think she’s winning for a minute, then he closes in. Sadie ends up right where she started: wrists bound tight, mouth stretched around him, the wooden chair scraping across the floor as she twists. Her lean body strains against the ropes, muscles tight, but the fight is what she wants. She fights until the sting makes her moan around him, until he grips her hair and pushes deeper, and the punishment she earned tastes exactly like the one she craved.