Chilled Metal Chapter Three

So I won’t be escaping? This woman keeps exceeding my expectations, it’s driving me completely mad. Before I made my way to the room, she gave me a kiss. The door swung open and revealed a new bed with its frame. It was enormous—definitely at least king size—with a backboard and frame crafted from thick metal that looked like steel, fitting perfectly with today’s theme.

Four posts on the frame had chains attached to their tops, all arranged so they pointed toward the center. I lay down on the mattress, discovering it offered the perfect mix of softness and firm support, then she secured three handcuffs to three of those posts. There wasn’t quite enough slack left for the last one securing my free hand. It seems Rose was serious about breaking me; both my heart in my chest and my cock were beating harder.

I couldn’t wait to begin, eager to see how much of this side of Rose there would be shown. That’s when she walked in, causing my mouth to start drooling. She dressed in black lace lingerie with matching stockings, her makeup done up to look absolutely stunning, especially that rose-red lipstick… I felt like I was in heaven.

“I see you’ve saved me some effort, good boy,” she said as she locked the remaining handcuff onto the last post, then asked, “Are you ready?” “Yes.” “Good, now squirm for me” she commanded while pulling out a worn leather whip and delivering a solid strike to my inner thigh. Waves of ecstasy washed over me; I’ve said it once, but I’ll say it again: I am in heaven. To be continued