She felt his hands on her waist, and then he leaned in and kissed her. She was caught off guard, and she wasn't sure how to respond.
It had been so long since anyone had shown her this kind of affection, and she wasn't sure what to do.
She closed her eyes, unsure of what to do. A thousand thoughts were racing through her head.
She knew this was wrong, but she couldn't bring herself to push him away.
She was afraid of what would happen if she did. So she stood there, frozen in place, and let him kiss her.
The kiss was soft and gentle, but she could feel the passion behind it. She could feel her heart beating fast, and she could sense the tension in her body.
He was holding her so close, and she could feel his breath on her cheek.
She tried to tell herself to push him away, but she couldn't bring herself to do it. So she just laid helplessly there, unsure of what to do.
She felt his hand move from her waist to her vagina again, and he gently tilted her head up so that their eyes met.
She could see the cold passion in his eyes, and she knew that he meant what he was doing.
But she still felt conflicted. She didn't know if she could trust him, and she was scared of what would happen next.
But she couldn't bring herself to stop him, either.
She felt his hand move inside her uterus, and massaged it slowly and sensually.
He maneuvered his way gently, and she could feel the warmth of his skin. She could feel her heart beating faster, and she tried to steady her breath. She didn't know what to do, but she knew she couldn't resist him any longer.
She felt another orgasm coming.
Now all she wanted was to be untied but not to gain freedom, but to have sex with him.
In her head she would be pleased to have her virginity broken by this demi god of a human.
Then he removed his fingers, stopped hos kiss and stood up again.
The abrupt change of pace caught her completely off guard.
One moment they were sharing a tender moment, and the next he was standing up and going back to reading as if nothing had happened.
She felt like she had whiplash, and she didn't know how to respond.
She opened her mouth to speak, but no words would come out. She felt completely lost, and she wasn't sure what to do next.
The anger she felt was too much for her to even scream... she just lay there like a potato with a straight face like someone who has been traumatized.
She stayed in that exact position for 5 minutes before she got the attention of her captor.
He put the book down and look at her with slight confusion. She saw the look on his face and was surprised that he has emotions other than cold looks.
She then removed her gaze from his body and looked at the door
He sighed, dropped the book down amd stood up again.
"Oh now he wants to manipulate my body again.." she thought with annoyance
But he went to the sides of the bed, looked in her eyes and started to untie the knots that held her in place.
As she felt the ropes loosen around her wrists and ankles, a wave of relief washed over her.
Tenderly rubbing her sore skin, she gazed up, her eyes meeting his striking face once more.
His jawline, chiseled to perfection, accentuated his features, while his eyes, like pools of molten gold, held a mysterious allure.
And those lips, so flawlessly shaped, seemed to beckon her closer, igniting a sense of intrigue within her.
Her heart pounding in her chest, she snapped back to reality, her fear overpowering any lingering curiosity.
With a surge of adrenaline, she leaped from the bed and raced towards the door, desperate to escape the confines of the room.
But as her trembling hand reached for the doorknob, a sinking feeling washed over her. It was locked, trapping her in this unfamiliar place, intensifying her terror.
Slowly, she turned back and looked at him, surprise on his face
"Punish me" he said.
"What?" She said with confusion
"I said punish me" he said again
"you can't expect me to let you just leave without allowing you punish me."
With a mischievous grin on his face, he laid on the bed, and with slow movements, he tied his legs, and he used his right hand to tie his left hand . And he just lay there and closed his eyes.
"Punish me." He said very casually
But there was something about the calmness of his voice that commanded authority, almost like he was forcing Anita to do what he says.
"I...i don't want to.." Anita stutters.
"Ok" he said.
"Ok?" She thought to herself " what the fuck does he mean by okay?"
At this point, she was confused and the confusion led to anger. She was angry about his stoic nature and how he doesn't care about anything.
She would have loved nothing more than to hit him real hard with all she's got.
She took one step after the other and walked up to him, he opened his eyes slowly.
Those eyes yet again, caught Anita off guard and as if like a magic spell, all her anger washed away. Like his whole being had a control over her without doing anything.
Her desires surged, overpowering her will, she succumbed to the irresistible pull.
With trembling hands, she approached him, her movements slow and deliberate.
Gently, she took hold of his free hand, and tied it with the rope, mirroring his restraint.
And she made it very tight so it could actually be like a punishment, but he didn't flinch. This man just keeps mesmerizing her.
Finally, she joined him on the bed, surrendering to the captivating allure that enveloped her.
With a shared understanding, their bodies entwined in a delicate dance of desire.
A symphony of sensations unfolded as she explored the depths of their connection. Time seemed to stand still as she embraced the intoxicating vulnerability that bound them together.
In that moment, the world faded away, leaving only the raw intensity of her passion.
With an undying hunger, her hands moved with purpose, delicately removing each layer that separated their bodies.
The fabric slipped away, revealing the contours of their desire.
Her touch became more urgent, fueled by the growing intensity of her passion.
As their naked forms merged, she embarked on a journey of exploration and pleasure, losing herself in the intoxicating dance of skin against skin.
In this intimate embrace, she
discovered a connection that transcended the physical, intertwining their souls in a tapestry of shared desires.
She didn't know why but she was falling in love with him. Against her will.
As her hands slid from his chest to his waist, she cusped his balls with her hands and started to caress it.
Her hands caressing every inch of his penis.
As she delicately placed his dick between her lips, a surge of fervor overcame her. With each gentle suck, she savored the flavors, her passion evident in every graceful movement.
His body surged with an overwhelming sensation, a force that seemed to defy all odds He was confused and seemed like he couldn't take it anymore. With a burst of incredible strength, he shattered the ropes that bound him, rising to his feet. As she looked on in awe, her eyes widened, astonished by his extraordinary power.
"What happened?" Anita asked.
He just nodded "no" with his head and walked fast out of the room.
With a feeling of embarrassment and confusion, her cheeks burned with a mix of embarrassment and anger, her emotions swirling within like a tempest. The intensity of her fury surged, causing her face to flush crimson with indignation.
She wore her clothes and just sat on the bed for a few minutes thinking what was wrong.
"Did he not like it?"
"Did i bite him by mistake?"
She just couldn't help but feel a sense of low self esteem. She didn't even have courage to go out..
She realized she has been thinking for ten minutes and was wondering why everywhere was so quiet and void.
With a mix of trepidation and curiosity, she slowly descended the stairs, each step creaking under her weight.
As she reached the bottom, she peered around the corner, her heart pounding in her chest.
The house was silent, but she couldn't shake the feeling that someone else was there. She crept through the kitchen, her footsteps echoing on the tile floor.
The only sound was the ticking of the clock on the wall.She ventured into the living room, her eyes darting from one corner to the next.
But no one was there... then she went to the kitchen and everywhere else but she didn't see anyone... she was confused, why would he leave me alone here? She thought.
Even the door was open, meaning she could regain freedom. As she put her hands on the door knob, she felt an unexplainable force that didn't allow her body to leave. She was confused over the fact that she cldnt control her desires anymore so she just sat down and waited for him.
Finally, after what seemed like hours, she saw the doorknob moving. She didn't know why, but her heart raced in anticipation, she was excited.
Then she remembered how he left her and she decided to put up an attitude. She made sure he was the one opening the door before quickly turning, folding her arms and pouting.
She already acted like she was in a relationship with him. Which she found funny.
He was a little amused to see that she didnt take the opportunity to leave. Meaning she likes it here. He looked at her and saw the attitude she was trying to put up and he just smirked.
Acting like nothing happened. He walked with the grocery bags in his hands to the kitchen. Seeing that he didnt even give her attention, Anita was frustrated. She wanted to keep sitting but decided it was no use to pretend for someone who didn't seem to care.
She went to where he was and saw him restocking his groceries.
"Where did you go?" She asked
He didn't answer. He just turned slowly, looked at her, and turned back
"Ok fine, you went to the store, but why?" She asked
"I remembered that i was low on food so i had to rush before the store closes" he said.
But this was clearly a lie. A lie in the sense that he didn't plan on going to the store. He wanted to clear his head so he took a night drive then later decided to buy stuff as a reason to answer any questions from Anita.
On his night drive, he couldn't help but wonder why this strange girl rushed a lot of feelings theough him with a single action. He has never been satisfied by any girl but he was almost satisfied with this strange girl. His mind was his own enemy at the time.