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understand?”
    “Yes.”
    “If you want to stop and go home, say it now,” he says with light eyes. “I will untie you and no feelings will be hurt.” He speaks with such even tones, the immortal master of his domain, in total control of everything he holds.
    “I don’t want to leave,” I say, screaming inside.
    The ends of his lips curl into a delicious smile and he leans forward to take a kiss from me. I give it to him to enjoy another taste of him, traces of my scent still lingering on his lips. When he pulls away, he raises the blindfold over my eyes and ties it off behind my head.
    The mattress moves back into place as his weight rises off. I hear soft footsteps gliding away across the carpet and then… pure silence amid total darkness.
    I quickly lose track of time. Has it been ten minutes , I think, or an hour?
    I’m on edge, listening closely. I try to find him again in the darkness, but I hear no sound and sense no movement. My body throbs with tingling nerves, making it increasingly difficult to hone my senses. I feel the brush of a finger against my arm, but I can’t decide whether or not it’s just my mind playing a cruel trick. I feel it again on my legs. A gust of air strikes my cheek and I jerk my head in its direction.
    Click.
    A familiar sound.
    Click.
    I hear it again.
    Click.
    Charles is taking photos of me.
    I pull at my restraints, but I remember his words. I’m not going anywhere until he’s finished. I listen closely for the next click to break the silence and tell me where he is.
    Click.
    I flinch, hearing it just inches away from my face.
    “Charles…” I mutter.
    Click.
    “Stop.”
    I receive no reply. Three more photos strike in rapid succession, almost as if he’s mocking me.
    “Charles!” I shout.
    Click.
    We had an agreement. He’s not going to stop until he’s finished, this I know, but it doesn’t stop my struggle. He has my consent. I signed that dotted line and I might as well have done so in my own blood.
    Click.
    I take a breath to shake the fear away. My nether throbs even more with delicious pain, begging to feel him inside of me again. I sink lower into despair until I feel his hand against my face. The weight of him sinks onto the bed next to me.
    “Chin up, Alice.”
    I obey like a playful pet and raise my head.
    He kisses me, soft and true, and every harsh word I thought of him since I became blindfolded disappears into the air. His face lingers against mine and he leaves a kiss upon my forehead.
    “You have the most beautiful face…” he whispers. His breath grazes my cheeks and I burn with fire for him. He grasps me and speaks directly to my soul. “You’re perfect, Alice. Do you hear me?”
    I nod, believing every word. I push forward to claim his lips and he lets me taste him again. Our tongues meet in a whirlwind of lust and desire until I can no longer breathe. I pull away and fill my lungs with the sweet air they crave before diving back into my love. “Untie me,” I beg of him.
    “I have to have you,” he gasps. He moves quickly to position himself between my legs once more, his hands endlessly exploring my body for lost treasure.
    “Untie me, Charles!”
    He ignores my plight and holds me steady against him. I feel his cock, still rigid with greed, press against my dripping folds and make contact with my throbbing clitoris. I moan with sweet satisfaction, but it’s instantly taken from me. He lets out a grunt from deep inside his core and pulls away from me, dropping me in place and leaving my side.
    “Charles…” I moan. “Don’t stop.”
    I want to see him. I curse the blindfold, flicking my head from side-to-side, but it won’t budge. I elongate my fingers, but it’s just out of reach.
    “Charles, please!” I hear him pacing the floor around me. “Come back to me, please!”
    He jumps back onto the bed and his hands immediately find my flesh once more. His hands slide beneath me to cup my rear and he lifts me up.
    “Let me see