Evie stared at the gag. She wouldn’t be able to speak. Wouldn’t be able to sayanything. Wouldn’t be able to tell Natalya to stop.
The realization summoned sudden fear, but it only lingered briefly before dissipating into nervousness again. Whatever was going to happen, Natalya would stop if Evie needed it. She would know. Evie trusted her to know.
She opened her mouth.
“Look at you. Being all obedient now.” Natalya put the gag in her mouth, strapping it around her head. “Like it’s going to save you.”
The gag ball felt strange in Evie’s mouth. Hard and smooth, pressing in on her tongue. It made her salivate, and she couldn’t wipe it away as it wetted her lips.
“You may not want to giveothersa show. But you will give one to me.” Natalya held up a small silicone device. It was sleek and curvy, with bumps at one end. “Have you ever used a butterfly vibrator before?”
Evie shook her head.
“How lucky for me. I get to introduce you.” Natalya eased the butterfly into Evie’s panties, settling it so the bumps were right on her clit. The underwear kept it in place. Then Natalya eased a pillow between Evie’s legs, and its presence ensured it was pressed against her too.
When Natalya picked up a small remote and put it on a table next to a nearby chair, Evie got a horrible feeling about where this was going.
“I’m going to enjoy watching you writhe,” Natalya said. “You’ll squirm. You’ll unravel. It’ll be overwhelming, horribly so. And I’ll just watch.”
Natalya went to the bag she’d brought, pulling out yetmorethings. Lily hadn’t lied when she said Natalya would get creative, but this was terrible. Evie was already bound and gagged. How much worse did it need to be?
Evie frowned when Natalya returned, holding a click counter. She held it up, made sure Evie knew what it was, and then pressed it into her hand.
“I’m not going to touch you.” Natalya grinned wickedly. “But that doesn’t mean I won’t have fun with you. I’m going to make you come over and over again until it’s just those ropes keeping you upright.” Natalya leaned close to Evie’s face. “Are you ready to listen?”
Evie nodded slowly. Her entire body was tense from anxiousness at what the hell this was going to be. Natalya caressed the gag ball with her finger.
“Every time you come, I want you to click the counter. I want you to keep track because I will be doing the same. I’ll know. I’ll know how many times you come. And when this is over, your number better match mine.” Natalya’s smile was deadly. “Otherwise, I’ll make you scream.”
She played with a strand of Evie’s hair, pulling it back behind her ear. Never quite touching her skin. It was torture to have her that tantalizingly close.
“How long should I leave you like this? Thirty minutes?”
Evie’s eyes widened, and she shook her head desperately. Natalya’s eyes let off a faint violet glow.
“An hour then.” And then Natalya put a blindfold over her eyes.
Evie tried to move away, but the ropes kept her in place. The gag ball muffled her protests, and her attempts at speaking made saliva drip out over her lips and run down her chin.
She was blinded, gagged, and unable to move. There was a vibrator pressed against her clit. And Natalya was laughing quietly.Evilly.
“Do try to enjoy yourself, darling.” Natalya’s voice was so sweet as to be taunting. There was a creak of leather as she sat down in a chair. “I know I will.”
There was a moment of horrid silence. Of wishing it wouldn’t go further than this. Praying that Natalya was bluffing.
Then the butterfly started vibrating.
Chapter 39
Natalya eased back in the chair as she turned on the vibrator. She started on a slow setting, smiling when Evie stiffened against the sensation. She was breathing heavily, from nervousness and anticipation. As Natalya increased the power of the vibrator, it was from pleasure too.
She really was gorgeous tied up like this. Her breasts naked, chest heaving. Perspiration made her skin look shiny. The red ropes clashed wonderfully against her freckled skin and her black stockings. She wore red lipstick, almost the same shade as the gag ball in her mouth.
Saliva ran over her lips as she breathed. First her breathing was just heavy. Then noise joined her quick breaths. Soft moans, muffled by the gag ball. Quivering groans and wet gasps.
Evie tried to lean forward, but the ropes kept her upright. She tried to wriggle, but her legs being locked in a kneeling position meant she wasn’t getting anywhere. All the while, her moans were getting louder. More drawn out. More desperate sounding.
Natalya increased the intensity, and Evie started shaking. Her skin was flushed. Her lips were wet from drooling. If she wasn’t still wearing underwear, Natalya suspected she would be dripping all over the sheets.
