He told her to be dressed and ready in five minutes. He had laid out the exact set of lingerie he wanted to see on her, and instructions on specific preparations he expected to see. They both knew he enjoyed the sick reality of setting her up to be late, and she craved his reality.
She walked into the room with her head down, afraid to look in his eyes. She wasn’t afraid because she feared him, or her pending punishment, but because the very room they were in together may burst into flames.
Standing there, looking at her, his breathing had already changed but there was no way in hell he’d let on. His breathing was a short and quick cadence, turning that feeling of wanting to go weak in the knees into a hardened jawline; gritting his teeth with his passion. Sliding the tails of the whip off from around his neck, he took slow steps towards her, stroking the tails in his other hand…
Walking around… Admiring her body…. Past her left arm…. Around her backside…. Taking his time…. His eyes feasting on every beautiful and feminine curve. Brushing past her right arm, their skin coming in contact…. He heard her inhale sharply. He dragged the cat-o-nine tips up her back slowly…. then up and over her right shoulder as he walked around to face her, letting them begin to fall one-by-one…. Watching her agony harden and grow, pressing against the delicate fabric that held her breasts.
Suddenly, their eyes locked, and he tightened his grip on the whip.
Then, with a snap of his wrist, . . .
Mood: Rihanna – Skin
<K&S> ~Guy~ Pose 2
BRODERICK is wearing:
Schadenfreude Corax Mask @ Thereafter: the SL Post Apocalypse until August 27
[ hoorenbeek ] Leather Cuff
Gabriel ::GB:: Cat’s tail whip Black
[ContraptioN] Decor: Highway Tribe Trophy large @ Thereafter: the SL Post Apocalypse until August 27
Artisan Fantasy *AF* Capturado Cross
LISP – Mesh – Artemis Fireplace – (modified)