Chapter Eighty-Two: I Am Going to Drive Him Crazy

Taking Wyatt’s hand, I led him to the playroom upstairs. I was uncertain about his willingness to let me take control, though. I had a feeling that after tonight, he would take pleasure in taking it back. Despite feeling a bit nervous, I was confident that everything would spring to life. My classes had paid off.

“Do you have the key on you?” I asked.

He slipped his hand into his pocket and pulled it out, handing it to me. I smirked and grabbed it from him. I unlocked the door and, guiding him inside, dropped his hand and glanced around, finding a seat. I took it and settled into the desired spot. He kept an eye on me, brimming with curiosity.

“Take a seat,” I ordered, gesturing to the chair.

He seemed hesitant, not used to being the one told what to do. I rested my hand on my hip. “Now, or you won’t be getting your wishes fulfilled.” He wished he could do as he pleased with me right now. After a moment, he nodded.

He clenched his fists tightly by his side. Oh, he badly wanted to…

I stood in front of him. “Good boy,”

“Do not ever call me that again,” he chuckled.

Saying “good boy” to him sounded odd. I didn’t understand why. “Good girl” was a turn-on, but “good boy” didn’t seem to have the same effect.

I stepped back a few paces and finally undid the silk dressing gown’s belt. His eyes watched my every move because he had been wandering beneath the surface since he came home. I removed it from my shoulder, unveiling a red lace corset accompanied by matching stockings. It fit my figure and enhanced my cleavage, making my breasts look amazing.

His eyes devoured me as he growled and squirmed in his seat.

I smirked and stepped towards him. I pushed his legs apart with my knee and took the place between them. “Mmm,” I murmured, pressing my breasts against his face.

“Yes,” he exhaled. “I like it… handsome.”

I positioned myself on his lap and pressed my lips firmly against his. He tightly grasped my hips and reciprocated the kiss. I pulled back and climbed off. He tried to bring me back to him.

I swatted his hand away. “No touching allowed.”

“You think I’ll actually listen?” he chuckled.

“Yes, because if you don’t… I will cuff your hands to the back of the chair.”

“You wouldn’t.”

“Try me.”

He gave it another shot. He couldn’t say I didn’t warn him. I stepped back and retrieved a pair of handcuffs. He believed I wouldn’t do this, the naive fool. I do as I please. I stood behind him.

“Shirt off and hands behind your back,” I demanded.

“Make me.”

That was usually my saying! I reached down and rested my lips at his ear. “You either do as I tell you or I will put the dressing gown back on. Don’t make me tell you again.”

I’m having an excessive amount of fun with this. He groaned in annoyance. He took his shirt off, and, patting his hands behind his back, I bound them together and secured them to the chair’s wooden frame.

I walked around him to get in front of him again. I smirked at the sight. I didn’t think I would live to see the day I would have him trussed up like this. “A sexy sight,” I moaned, licking my lips.

“Don’t get used to it because this is a one-time thing,” he reminded me.

“We will see,” I replied confidently.

He shakes his head and cracks his neck. He’s probably considering the punishments he’ll impose on me once this ends. I can’t wait for it. I winked at him and walked away. I put some music on and opened the door to the podium with the pole on it.

“Wait, are you going to dance for me?”

The excitement in his voice was evident. I glanced over my shoulder. “Yes. The classes I have been attending have been pole dancing classes.”

“Fuck. Now, I need to behave.”

I stepped onto the podium, ready to share my new skills with him. I started simple, keeping my eyes on him, and dipped down low, grinding my ass against the pole as I came back up. I turned around and did the same with the front of my body, sticking my nose out to give him a perfect view. He growled and cursed behind me, his eyes burning into my ass.

I whirled around the pole, then leaped into it, wrapping my legs around and connecting my ankles. I ensured a strong grasp on it and leaned back, rocking against it. I put on the best show I know how, using every single move I’d learned, which included a lot of twirling, grinding, and showing off. He was a hot, panting mess by the time I finished. Although I was exhausted, I would not let him see any weakness in me.

I confidently made my way over to him. The first thing that caught my attention was his evident erection. It’s impossible not to notice. His cheeks were flushed. He was so turned on.

I positioned myself back on his lap. I ground against his excitement, and he hissed, trying to work his hips up against me, desperate for some sort of friction.

“Did you enjoy the show, baby?” I whispered seductively, tracing my lips along his jaw.

“Yes. My cock is so fucking hard and throbbing. It is getting painful.”

“Mmm. I think I will use this opportunity to make you beg for me for a chance.”

“Ch… but you definitely will.” I laughed.

I slipped off my feet and removed the corset, casting it aside, so now I’m left with just stockings and heels. He shifted in the chair again and explored my naked body.

He swallowed hard. “No matter what you do, it isn’t going to work,” he exclaimed.

I laughed loudly. “I wouldn’t be so sure about that.”

“Sweetness, you understand me better than anyone else. It’s hard to break me.”

I chose not to utter another word to him. I disappeared to where he kept the toys. I chose one of the vibrating rabbits.

“W-w-what are you doing with that?” he stammered as I approached him.

“What do you think I am going to do with it?”

“You wouldn’t…”

“I would, and I am going to make you watch the entire time. I commence.”

“You don’t have the guts. You know it won’t make you feel as good as…”

The thought of me pleasuring myself without him is something he despises. Even if it’s the last thing…

“There is one way to stop me. Beg for me to fuck you.”

“Never,” he growled.

I shrugged and sat up on the sex seat, the one we used the first time we were in here. I positioned myself on it, making sure he had the perfect view of my so he could see every single thing I do. He won’t last long before he breaks.