He plucked and twisted her nipples for another minute, until her hips worked involuntarily. Her pussy felt empty. She ached to be filled.
Bells chimed softly, the notes high and delicate compared to the sounds coming from her wrists.
There was soft pressure on either side of her left nipple. The compression increased until she was aware of it, but it didn’t hurt. When he was done, a slight weight tugged on her, and when she took a deep breath, bells chimed.
He applied the second clamp to her other nipple before taking several steps back.
“Come to me, Cessie.”
She hesitated, reaching out with one hand, expecting him to take it.
“Follow my voice. Trust that I’ve made sure there’s nothing in the way, nothing between us.”
That statement certainly had multiple levels to it, but need and trepidation prevented her from dwelling.
Cessie took a step toward his voice.
The bells on her ankles, wrists, and nipples all chimed softly. Each was a slightly different pitch and tone, so together it was almost harmonious.
She took another step but stopped. “What if I can’t hear you, because of the bells?”
“You’ll hear me. Take another step, beautiful. That’s right, you’re almost here. Can you take one more step? Just like that, baby.”
He talked her in, until her next step had her stepping on his foot. He grabbed her, holding her steady as she found her footing.
“Good girl.” He flicked the bells on her nipples, tweaking the clamps which it turn twisted her nipples.
Cessie moaned, pressing her forehead against his shoulder. He let her rest there for a moment, then took her hands in his.
“Ready for the cage?”
CHAPTER 11
The cage door was open.
That was the first thing Cessie saw when Leon removed the hood. He’d brought her into the cage and turned her around so she was inside, but facing the open cage door, his large, warm body at her back.
He didn’t touch her or speak to her, though he was standing close enough she could feel his presence. She didn’t know if it was a test or if he was giving her space to decide if she wanted to walk out that open door.
It was a relief not to have the hood on. On a surface level, being in the cage was less restrictive. She could see what was going on, and though there wasn’t a huge amount of walking around room, there was a nice big bed.
On the other hand, with the hood on she could, in theory, go anywhere in the cabin. She just might need some help.
He placed no restrictions on her body posture or actions while wearing the hood. She didn't think it would be that way inside the cage.
Cessie took a quick step, the bells chiming wildly. She reached out, grabbed the cage door and pulled it closed. It closed with a click, locking them both inside.
His hands came around her from behind, fingers spread over her abdomen. He kissed her shoulder.
“It would be kind of funny if I told you that I didn't have the keys with me.”
Cessie spun. “It auto locks?” Her voice rose. “And you don't have the keys?”
Leon’s lips twitched and his eyes sparkled. “I can open it.”
“You butthead.”
He laughed at the mild rebuke.
