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it up. “The man’s dick is inserted through these three rings before he is erect. Feel the surface.” He took her hand so that she could run her fingers over the pointy nodules that stuck out from the underside of the rings.
“The clasp is fastened and locked with a key. When he gets erect, the device bites into his skin. He is unable to take it off, so he has to either find a way to douse his arousal or else face the painful sensation of a thousand sharp needles pricking down on his most sensitive part.”
Anthony’s voice trailed off as he took in the expression on her face. Time to reign her in.
“I know what you’re thinking,” he growled suddenly, making her jump guiltily. “I keep an extra copy of the key on me at all times. In case you were thinking of anything funny, this particular collection ought to dissuade you.”
Leading her roughly over to the far end of the room, he saw her eyes widen.
“I call this my wall of pain,” Anthony smirked. He pointed to a series of wooden canes in increasing thickness. “Those are willow canes. The thick ones are pretty painful, but it’s the thin ones that really raise welts on the skin.” Putting his hands on her shoulders as she recoiled, he turned her slightly to the left.
“Horsetail whips.”
“And these,” he continued, “are Japanese shibari rope. Perfect for restraining a disobedient wife who has committed an infraction.”
Gianna was silent for a long while before she spoke.
“And using these things to inflict pain … it gives you … joy ?” She spat the word as though it was an expletive.
Anthony ran his hands through his hair.
“It gives me control, so yes, I do enjoy that. But these are all for your pleasure.”
“How can any of that give me pleasure?” she shot back at him. Looking at him with thinly veiled hostility, she shook her head.
“The canes and whips, in fact, spanking in general,” Anthony explained, “can inflict a lot of hurt if I will them to. You’ll remember that, from your experience yesterday.” He leered at her as she cringed away from him.
“But when I’m not using them to discipline you, you’d be amazed at the new heights of sensation that they can bring you, the thrill you can get from submitting yourself to me.”
“I seriously doubt that,” Gianna grimaced.
Anthony quirked up the corner of his mouth.
“Choose a toy from this room, and I’ll show you how pleasurable it can be for you.”
Gianna’s eyes shone, but before she could take that notion any further, Anthony warningly growled at her. “I will use the canes on you.”
Hissing at him, Gianna folded her arms over her chest.
“I refuse,” she haughtily declared. “I refuse to choose, because none of them interest me.”
“Oh Gianna,” Anthony laughed. “You seem to think that you have a choice. Choose something, or I’ll discipline you for your bad behavior.”
Tugging her to him, he held her close as he nibbled at her earlobe. She stomped on his foot in retaliation and he bit her shoulder hard, causing her to cry out in pain. Bending her elbow behind her back, he growled at her.
“You are my wife, and you will obey me. Now choose.”
He released her and pushed her forward. Staring daggers at him, Gianna walked around the room before going to the first chest. Retrieving the dildo, she passed it to him, keeping her eyes fiercely on the ground.
“Good choice,” Anthony smirked.
“Are you sure it’s clean?” she grumbled as he lifted the skirt of her dress up. He ran his hands up her inner thighs, parting her legs.
“I keep everything in this room sterilized, Gianna. Now, kneel.”
Rolling her eyes, Gianna dropped into a mocking curtsy before kneeling. Anthony was amazed by her bravado. Many of the other women he had brought into this room had quaked with fear but Gianna just met everything head-on despite her obvious distaste. He felt his groin awaken at the sight of her in such a submissive position.
He bent
“The clasp is fastened and locked with a key. When he gets erect, the device bites into his skin. He is unable to take it off, so he has to either find a way to douse his arousal or else face the painful sensation of a thousand sharp needles pricking down on his most sensitive part.”
Anthony’s voice trailed off as he took in the expression on her face. Time to reign her in.
“I know what you’re thinking,” he growled suddenly, making her jump guiltily. “I keep an extra copy of the key on me at all times. In case you were thinking of anything funny, this particular collection ought to dissuade you.”
Leading her roughly over to the far end of the room, he saw her eyes widen.
“I call this my wall of pain,” Anthony smirked. He pointed to a series of wooden canes in increasing thickness. “Those are willow canes. The thick ones are pretty painful, but it’s the thin ones that really raise welts on the skin.” Putting his hands on her shoulders as she recoiled, he turned her slightly to the left.
“Horsetail whips.”
“And these,” he continued, “are Japanese shibari rope. Perfect for restraining a disobedient wife who has committed an infraction.”
Gianna was silent for a long while before she spoke.
“And using these things to inflict pain … it gives you … joy ?” She spat the word as though it was an expletive.
Anthony ran his hands through his hair.
“It gives me control, so yes, I do enjoy that. But these are all for your pleasure.”
“How can any of that give me pleasure?” she shot back at him. Looking at him with thinly veiled hostility, she shook her head.
“The canes and whips, in fact, spanking in general,” Anthony explained, “can inflict a lot of hurt if I will them to. You’ll remember that, from your experience yesterday.” He leered at her as she cringed away from him.
“But when I’m not using them to discipline you, you’d be amazed at the new heights of sensation that they can bring you, the thrill you can get from submitting yourself to me.”
“I seriously doubt that,” Gianna grimaced.
Anthony quirked up the corner of his mouth.
“Choose a toy from this room, and I’ll show you how pleasurable it can be for you.”
Gianna’s eyes shone, but before she could take that notion any further, Anthony warningly growled at her. “I will use the canes on you.”
Hissing at him, Gianna folded her arms over her chest.
“I refuse,” she haughtily declared. “I refuse to choose, because none of them interest me.”
“Oh Gianna,” Anthony laughed. “You seem to think that you have a choice. Choose something, or I’ll discipline you for your bad behavior.”
Tugging her to him, he held her close as he nibbled at her earlobe. She stomped on his foot in retaliation and he bit her shoulder hard, causing her to cry out in pain. Bending her elbow behind her back, he growled at her.
“You are my wife, and you will obey me. Now choose.”
He released her and pushed her forward. Staring daggers at him, Gianna walked around the room before going to the first chest. Retrieving the dildo, she passed it to him, keeping her eyes fiercely on the ground.
“Good choice,” Anthony smirked.
“Are you sure it’s clean?” she grumbled as he lifted the skirt of her dress up. He ran his hands up her inner thighs, parting her legs.
“I keep everything in this room sterilized, Gianna. Now, kneel.”
Rolling her eyes, Gianna dropped into a mocking curtsy before kneeling. Anthony was amazed by her bravado. Many of the other women he had brought into this room had quaked with fear but Gianna just met everything head-on despite her obvious distaste. He felt his groin awaken at the sight of her in such a submissive position.
He bent
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