I hate you

I feel a little uncomfortable with this position. My bound hands were heavy on my tailbone, the soles of my feet touching the sides of my buttocks. I struggled a bit, but managed to pull my legs out from below to close them.

“Do you know how sexy that pose is?” he said. I gritted my teeth and looked away. “White suits you so well, I have to make a note of this. Seeing her in clothes made me think of stripping her naked. Anyway, I think this is a very good opportunity to make you more comfortable getting naked in front of me, and that would give me a nice sight to watch while eating.”

I pressed my knees together but then had to swerve when he pulled me. I still remember the beating very well and didn't want to upset him. The whole room was quiet except for my labored breathing. I have never felt so exposed.

“Lovely,” he breathed in suddenly, and when he spoke again, his voice was low, a little hoarse. “The pink color is just right. Now…keep your legs extended. Don't irritate me."

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