by Shandi Boyes
The walls of her vagina ripple around me, silently begging me to lose control. I push into her so deep, I hit the little nerve inside her that drives her wild. Cleo braces against the restraints holding her tightly as a throaty purr simpers through her lips.
I pump my finger in and out of her as I gather one of the instruments she left out in offering off the silver cart. With her mind stuck in a lusty haze, the air leaves Cleo’s body in a hankering grunt when the unexpected intrusion of latex replaces my finger. She stills for the quickest moment before her husky growl advises me she is aware of the instrument I am priming. For a woman who had never experienced anal play before me, my wife has become obsessed.
After coating the anal plug with Cleo’s arousal, I move it to the crevice only I have claimed. I circle the plug around her puckered hole before slowly inching it inside.
“Stop squirming,” I demand, using my voice that only belongs in this room.
I swivel the anal plug, stretching her more, as I sink it deep inside her. Cleo moans when I flick on the switch at the end, sending a pleasing vibration over every inch of her body. When I slide my fingers back into her pussy, she squeezes around me. She is even tighter now—clenched with arousal. Her soaked sex is hot and begging to be consumed. Unable to deny myself for a moment longer, I lower my mouth to her clit.
“Oh. . .yes. . .” Cleo hisses when my tongue circles her throbbing bud before I suckle it into my mouth.
She quivers against me as her delicious arousal engulfs my taste buds. I roll my tongue down her pulsating sex before plunging it inside. Her pussy clenches around my tongue as she fights to stave off her orgasm. She has trained well the past three years, learning that orgasms released after an immense battle are often the most rewarding.
“Do not come until I say,” I warn, ensuring she is aware of the rules. My domain. My say. “If you come, I’ll punish you.”
Her frustrated grunt thickens my cock even more.
After driving her to the brink of climax three times, I pull my mouth away from her aching-with-need pussy. She whines softly. She isn’t the only one disappointed. I could eat her greedy cunt all night long.
Her disappointed moan switches to an animalistic grunt when the leather tassels on my favorite flogger run over the taut skin on her stomach. I flick the handle of the flogger slowly, preparing her skin for the sting of its touch before increasing the pressure of my taps.
Her nipples harden to the point of cutting diamonds when the leather cracks against her puckered buds. Her nipples have always been responsive and nursing our daughter hasn’t altered that fact.
I work the cat o’ nine tales over the skin on her stomach, breasts, and inner thighs until they are covered with gorgeous pink welts and her cries of ecstasy have reached a stage of begging. “Please, Master Chains. I can’t hold it back much longer.”
“Not yet,” I reply, placing the flogger down to secure another instrument.
I continue working through each of the items until the desires of my body can no longer be ignored. Watching Cleo orgasm three times ensures I’ve played my role of Master well, so there is no need for me to continue depriving myself. The paddle I’m grasping drops to the floor with a clatter as I line my engorged knob with the entrance of my wife’s saturated pussy.
“Wait, please,” Cleo demands softly.
Our chests compete against one another when I’m stilled by her request. Usually, Cleo follows the rules of the room to a T, trusting my ability to read her needs; she’s never had to voice her desires before. I tug her blindfold off her forthright eyes, fearful I’ve misread the signals of her body. I did have her gagged until mere minutes ago, so maybe she wanted to safeword but couldn’t.
She blinks several times in a row as her eyes adjust to the brightness of the room. “Hey,” she greets me with a grin, her lips curving upwards.
“Hi,” I reply, shocked by her carefree response.
Although her eyes reveal her exhaustion, they’re brimming with so much love, I’m tempted to re-cover them.
I secure my first full breath in over a minute when she says, “Sorry for stopping you. I know it’s against the rules. I just. . .”
She lowers her eyes, fearful she’ll be punished for disobedience. Her glossy black hair falls from her face when I lift her chin to its original position.
“What is it?” I ask, reminding both myself and her that she isn’t my sub—she is my wife.
Her throat works hard to swallow before she whispers, “I just really want to touch you. I haven’t touched you in a week, so I’m dying to feel your skin against my hands.” She swivels her restrained wrists to enhance her request. “Please,” she frailly begs, equally turned on and panicked by the idea of being punished.
Her deep exhalation of air fans my sweat-drenched face when I say, “Okay.” It's quickly redrawn when I add on, “But first we’re going to negotiate.”
Cleo stares into my eyes, her gaze unreserved and without fear as she replies, “I do not need to negotiate. I’m willing to accept any terms my Master sees fit.”
See—the perfect submissive.
One I’ll happily command for the rest of my life.
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The End. . .
Afterword
I hope you enjoyed Restrain as much as I enjoyed writing it. I am planning on writing a book from Marcus’s POV. He has so much to tell.
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For now, if you haven’t read the Perception Series it is based on Marcus’s bandmates, Noah, Nick & Slater. Or if you want even more steam and suspense, the Enigma Series or Russian Mob Chronicles are great starters.
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Dexter also has his own book. It is called Psycho.
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Cheers Shandi xx
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Also by Shandi Boyes
Perception Series:
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Saving Noah
Fighting Jacob
Taming Nick
Redeeming Slater
Saving Emily (Novella)
Wrapped up with Rise Up (Novella - should be read after Bound)
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Enigma:
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Enigma of Life
Unraveling an Enigma
Enigma: The Mystery Unmasked
Enigma: The Final Chapter
Beneath the Secrets
Beneath the Sheets
Spy Thy Neighbor
The Opposite Effect
I Married a Mob Boss
Second Shot
The Way We Are
The Way We Were
Sugar and Spice
Lady in Waiting
Man in Queue
Couple on Hold
Enigma: The Wedding
Silent Vigilante
Hushed Guardian
Quiet Protector
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Bound Series:
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Chains
Links
Bound
Restrained
Psycho
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Russian Mob Chronicles:
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Nikolai: A Mafia Prince Romance
Nikolai: Taking Back What's Mine
Nikolai: What's Left of Me
Nikolai: Mine to Protect
Asher: My Russian Revenge
Nikolai: Through the Devil's Eyes
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RomCom Standalones:
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Just Playin'
The Drop Zone
Ain't Happenin'
Christmas Trio
Falling fo
r a Stranger
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Coming Soon:
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Skitzo
Trey
Acknowledgments
Thank you to all the wonderful people who have supported me in my new endeavor. I’m incredibly grateful to have been blessed with such wonderful family and friends.
The time and effort it takes in writing a book are immense. You sacrifice your family, your hobbies, and yourself to produce a book that you hope your readers will enjoy. If you have enjoyed this book, please leave a review. A review is the only way you can truly thank an author for all the effort they put in.
Not many people are aware, but I’m a mother of five. I have four boys and one little daughter. I’d never be able to produce these books without the support of my husband. He comes home from working ten hour plus days to shower the children and get them ready for bed, never once saying a negative word. He is my rock, my inspiration, and my everything.
Also thanks to my mum Carolyn, for reading and assisting me when I call you crazily saying a scene isn’t working. I appreciate everything you do. And last, but not at all least, my editor, Krista. Thank you for making my manuscripts extra sparkly. I appreciate everything you do!
Once again, thank you for your support and messages. I read every single one received. Please leave a review, and I’ll see you on the flip side.
Cheers Shandi xx