Total pages in book: 126
Estimated words: 121696 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 608(@200wpm)___ 487(@250wpm)___ 406(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 121696 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 608(@200wpm)___ 487(@250wpm)___ 406(@300wpm)
Looking in her direction with disinterest, the man said, “You wanted to see me, Juan?”
“This is Rod,” Juan said to Asia. “He’s a doctor.” He turned to the older man. “Check her vitals. She had a shock. Electric charge.”
Rod sat down on the bed and rolled up his sleeves. He clipped open the case and took out a stethoscope. After listening to her heart, he turned her on her side and repeated the exercise on her back while she inhaled and exhaled on his instruction. He took her blood pressure and shone a light into her eyes.
Finally, he pulled on a medical glove. “Open your mouth.”
She clenched her jaw. It was tempting to defy him, but she’d never risk Matt.
“Come on,” the doctor said. “I don’t have all day.”
She parted her lips.
“Bigger.”
Her jaw ached when she stretched it. The doctor probed around in her mouth with his finger. It was a pity she couldn’t bite it off. He withdrew his hand with a satisfied nod and tested the joints of her jaw. Juan watched passively as Rod straightened her arm at the elbow and bent her knee.
Rod removed the glove and dumped it in the trashcan. “She’ll be fine.”
Juan gave a curt nod. “Thank you.”
“Anything else?”
“That’s all. For now.”
Rod gathered his bag and left without a word. When he was gone, Juan advanced on her.
Asia tensed when he reached for the clasp of her pants. “What … are you doing?”
“What do you think I’m doing?”
He pulled down the zipper, slipped his hand into the elastic of her pants and panties, and pulled down both. Shrieking, she kicked, but her efforts were meek. Leaving the clothes around her calves, he effectively trapped her legs. He opened a cupboard, took out a white hotel robe, and retrieved the belt. She twisted her body away from him when he approached, but he easily tied her ankles to the foot of the bed.
With the task done, he disappeared down the hall and returned several nerve-wrecking seconds later with a white device in his hands.
Her heart threatened to explode from her chest. “What are you doing?”
He put the device on the bed. “It’s an electro-stimulator.” He lifted a wire connected to the box with a silver clasp at the end. “This conveys a small electric current.”
“No, please.” She tried to move away from him. “No more shocks.”
“Do you think I enjoy hurting you? I’m not a sadist. I don’t derive pleasure from disciplining you. The quicker you learn to obey me, the happier you’ll be. This,” he tapped the box, “is your punishment for lying to yourself. You did lie when you said I’m keeping you here against your will. You came to me, not the other way around, and you want to stay.”
He rested his hand gently on her abdomen, just above her sex. “If we were sleeping together, I would’ve punished you with my hand. Believe me, my sweet, you would’ve sported bruises in the shape of my fingers on your ass and cunt for days. I would’ve spanked you until you begged me to make you come. I can’t spank you, not without breaking my promise to myself, because if I spank you, I won’t resist fucking you.” His gaze hardened. “But I will make you beg.”
“Juan, don’t.” She didn’t know what he intended, but she’d beg if it would get her out of this situation.
Stroking down, he pulled his fingers through her curls and opened her sex with his fingers. She squirmed in his hold as he opened the drawer of the nightstand and took out a tube of lubricant.
The breath caught in her throat. “What—?”
Her sentence was cut short when he squeezed a blob onto her clit before pressing the clamp to open the metal clasps. Understanding his intention, she bucked her hips and fought him harder. He pushed down on her mound, anchoring her to the mattress, and clipped the clamp onto her clit. She strained her neck to see what he was doing, anxiety eating a hole into her gut.
“Ready?” He gave her a cold smile. “I guess ready or not, it won’t make a difference.”
Without caring for her answer, he flipped the switched on the white box.
A low humming noise filled the room, and a pleasant vibration penetrated her clit.
“For now it doesn’t seem like much,” he said, “but given a couple of hours, you’ll want to come so badly you’ll beg me for it.” He moved to the dresser and returned with a cravat and scarf. “You may feel like screaming in an hour or so.” He bundled up the cravat, pushed it into her mouth, and secured it with a tight knot of the scarf at the back of her head. Straightening to study his work, he said, “I’ll be back tonight. Be a good girl.”