CHAPTER 70

(Annabel POV)

My orgasm was approaching like a runaway train until he withdrew the head of the toy from my

pussy. The waves of pleasure stopped instantly and I was left gasping and panting for breath.

"You seemed to like that," he said tauntingly.

I was so consumed with trying to catch my breath from the pain of the flogger and the intense

pleasure from the powerful vibrating toy that I couldn't speak.

"I'm betting you'd like another dimension of sensations added to the feeling of that Hitachi,

though.”

Seconds later, I heard him click the Hitachi back on and push it up against my clit, causing my knees

to go weak again. Then, almost immediately, I heard the swishing sound of the flogger making

painful contact with my ass again

It was sensory overload and it was as if my body didn't know which powerful sensation to react to.

In my front, the Hitachi, put directly on my clit, was causing my knees to buckle as the pleasurable

shockwaves coursed through my body. In my back, the numb, dull, stinging sensation of the flogger

was causing intense charges of pain to shoot through my body.

I gasped and cried out as my orgasm was rapidly approaching. Seconds before my release, he threw

the flogger to the floor and pulled the chain between my breasts, ripping the clamps off my nipples.

The blood rushing back into my hyper-sensitive nubs intensified the orgasm that wracked my body.

The powerful shock waves were just too much and I passed out for a few seconds until I could

regain control.

Just as I was gaining my senses, I felt his breath on my face. I felt his tongue lick over my cheek as

he used his teeth to pull the blindfold off of me, returning my sight. My mouth dropped open in

shock as I looked at my body. My normally pink nipples were red and swollen from the clamps,

sweat was dripping from my head, and there was a heavy coat of perspiration on my entire body.

Kaden had removed his boxers and his large erection was proudly on display in front of him. I

watched as he slid in behind me. Then he used the remote control to loosen the cables holding my

arms and legs and lower me on top of him as he sat on the edge of the bed underneath me.

I could feel him rub the head of his penis up and down my wet slit. I pulled at my restraints again as

he easily pushed himself into my soaked vagina. In one hard thrust he opened and filled me,

causing me to gasp and cry out. He immediately began to push himself in and out of me from

behind in long solid thrusts, and each time his thighs made contact with my ass I winced in pain

Because I was still restrained, I couldn't get the right angle to see my bottom, but from the intense

pain I was feeling I knew his spanking with that flogger must have had a dramatic effect on my ass.

It was such a different feeling as he pounded me hard while I was being restrained. I felt so helpless

and I had absolutely no control over anything he did. I couldn't control the angle, the pace, the

position; I controlled nothing. I was his, he had total dominion over me, and I knew that was exactly

how he wanted it.

While feeling his powerful thrusts, I felt him start to work his thumb into my rectum. It felt greasy

and slippery, so I knew he must have been using lube to help open me like he had done previously.

He was pounding me so hard and fast that I barely felt his hand slip around to my breasts. I cried

out and winced in pain as he ran my incredibly sensitive nipples through his fingertips. I had never

felt anything like it before; those clamps had made my nipples almost raw to the touch.

He continued to powerfully plunge in and out of me, and I could feel another orgasm building deep

inside me. He could tell I was getting close from the change in my breathing and his hand moved

down from my breast to my vagina. He gently began rubbing his fingertips in a slow circular motion

over my clit, causing me to cry out as another powerful orgasm washed over me.

Just as I was getting my senses back again, I felt him withdraw his cock from my vagina. Almost

immediately after, he picked up the remote control and used it to pull the restraints on my arms

tight, which raised me up and off of him and allowed him to move behind me easier.

He was rubbing his cock through my wet lips and slit, lubricating the head. I wanted so much to see

what he was doing, but the restraints were preventing me from making any such observation. I

gasped and tensed up when I felt one of his fingers rub along my anus.

"Relax," he growled into my ear.

I inhaled deeply, willing my body to settle down as much as possible. Being restrained seemed to

add another dimension to everything that we did. I was amazed at how not being able to move

changed everything. There was no pulling away from him or changing to a different position if

something was uncomfortable. It changed the whole sexual dynamic between us, because he was in

control of everything we did and I either had to accept it or use a safe word to 'tap out". I vowed to

myself that my safe words were going to be a last resort.

His finger pushed inside my ass rather easily and with little discomfort due to the large amount of

lube that he used. It still felt so forbidden and naughty to feel him touch me in this way, especially

while being restrained.

He always made me feel so many contradictions, and it was like the yellow club dress all over again.

I loved dressing up and wearing sexy clothes, but not to a place where it would be considered

inappropriate. Similarly, I'd loved the intense orgasm I had when we had anal sex previously, but

feeling him probe me while restrained just felt so wrong and inappropriate. I found it very difficult

adjusting to that part of the process of giving myself to him in the ways that he wanted.

Once his finger moved in and out of me smoothly, he added a second, opening me up further.

There was a bit of increased discomfort and a little pain, but after everything I had just been

through with the flogger it didn't really compare. Once he had two fingers moving in and out of me

easily, he withdrew them and I felt him press his body into me.

I took another deep breath and tried to relax my body for what I knew was coming. I felt him press

the head of his cock gently inside my rectum. There was a bit of pain, but nothing as bad as what it

had felt like the day before. He had me, as well as himself, very well lubricated, and while there was

some discomfort I could tell that slowly my body was adjusting to anal sex.

He moved at an incredibly slow pace, inching himself into me gradually and giving me plenty of

time to adjust to the feeling of being opened and filled. He felt so big inside me, and the erotic

nature of the act itself felt magnified exponentially by the restraints. As he pushed forward into me, I

felt the cables tighten until I could no longer move forward and I was compelled to accept him

inside.

After only a minute or so, I felt his torso push up against my bottom and I knew he had completely

impaled me. He stayed motionless for a few seconds and let me adjust to the feeling of having him

inside me. It was such an amazing feeling; I felt so full, so sated, so aroused by this man. He placed

his hands on my hips and very slowly began moving in and out of me. There was just a bit of

discomfort and slight pain for a few seconds, but that quickly passed, and what was left was such an

intense, pleasurable feeling that completely seemed to consume my body.

Kaden knew from my loud moans and grunts that I wasn't in any type of peril, and I felt him begin

to pick up the pace. I pulled hard against the restraints as his thrusts increased in intensity. After

only about a minute, the gloves were off and he used my body for leverage, which allowed him to

hammer into me harder.

Being in the restraints made me feel like an animal in a trap, pinned and helpless. However, that just

seemed to multiply every erotic sensation that was going through my body. I longed to be able to

reach down and touch my clit, but I couldn't, which made it more difficult to reach orgasm. I knew

that if my hand had been free to reach my clit, I would have come instantly. Because I couldn't, I had

to concentrate on him being inside me, thrusting into me, and the feeling of the restraints as they

limited my movement.

I heard his breathing start to change, and I knew his orgasm was upon him, and I wanted to release

with him. I squeezed the muscles in my rectum slightly, which caused a groan to escape his lips and

an intense feeling of pleasure to explode through my body as the waves of my orgasm washed over

me. Almost simultaneously, I heard him gasp and felt his semen squirt deep inside my bowels.

Once we had both recovered, he moved from behind me and pressed the button on the remote

control; the cable restraints loosened so I was able to sit down on the bed. I was totally spent and

didn't even feel that I had the strength to hold myself up in a sitting position. Carefully, he knelt in

front of me and loosened the four Velcro cuffs around my wrists and ankles. Once I was free, he

lifted me into his arms.

"Do you want to take a shower or bath?" he said softly.

"No...please... just put me into the bed.”

I felt so sore, so exhausted, so totally spent. I didn't even feel like I had the energy to hold my eyes

open. He lay me down in bed and then snuggled up against me, spooning me tight against him.

"You did so well, Anny, and I'm so proud of you," he said softly into my ear.

Those were the last words I heard as I drifted off into a deep, restful sleep.

In my deep, dark dreams, a phone was ringing somewhere in the distance. I searched desperately to

locate the source of the irritating noise that was reverberating in my head, but I couldn't find it.

Suddenly, the ringing stopped and I heard a voice... the voice of Kaden. Slowly, I opened one eye

and realized I wasn't dreaming after all; Kaden's cell phone had sounded and he'd answered it. It

was early, way too early to be awake given the late hour that we'd gone to bed.

Slowly, I came into consciousness and listened as he spoke into the phone

"Is he okay?"

"Does he need an ambulance?”

"Of course, I'll be there.”

"As soon as I get off the phone with the airline and have changed my flight, I'll text you the

information; I shouldn't be more than a couple of hours at most.”

I watched as he pressed more buttons on his phone. I was awake enough now that I started to feel

guilty about eavesdropping on his conversation. As I started to slide out of bed, I instantly felt pain

all over my body. My joints, my muscles... God... everything hurt. As I slid out of bed and the sheets

made contact with my ass, a searing pain shot through me and I quickly lifted my bottom up off the

mattress. I knew this feeling from when he had spanked me before. But this pain, this felt much,

much worse.

I crept into the bathroom and used the toilet, trying to be as quiet as I could. From what little of the

conversation I could hear, he was on the phone with the airlines, changing his flight schedule. He

wasn't supposed to leave until tomorrow, Monday morning. Obviously, that had changed.

I stood up from the toilet and looked into the mirror, and my jaw dropped. My normally pink

nipples were still red and swollen from the nipple clamps.

Fuck!

My eyes started to well up with tears as I examined the repercussions of that damn flogger.

There were red marks on my breasts, stomach, and thighs. When I turned around, I also noticed a

few red marks on my back as well. That, unfortunately, wasn't my primary concern. What took the

prize was my ass. There were also red marks on it, in addition to some striped welts that I knew were

going to take much longer to heal. I also noticed the remnants of some type of white cream on the

portions of my ass that had welts, so obviously he had already begun treating my war wounds last

night after I fell asleep.

I felt like such a disgusting mess. My whole body felt sticky from the profuse sweating of the

previous evening's, do I call it, activities? His dried semen was in places it didn't need to be, and

what made matters worse it sounded as though he was going to be leaving for Los Angeles as

quickly as he could.

I sat back down on the toilet. I had no idea how to process any of this.