She took a sip of her hot chocolate drink. It was a little too sweet but welcomingly warm.
”I think you’ll be more comfortable in this chair” his voice low and authorities bit still with a smile.
the chair was distinctly less inviting as it was a plain wooden affair with a straight back and no arms and no cushion. She raised an eyebrow as she placed her mug on the desk and inwardly wondered it the raised eyebrow might be construed as an eye roll, something for which she’d been punished for previously..
”No, not that way” as she went to sit.. “Turn around” and she sat facing the back of the chair and very much aware that this caused her legs to be parted wide and for her dress to be now showing most if not all of her legs.
Stepping behind her he pulled her wrists together and bound them expertly with a short length of rope. Secure but not too uncomfortable. She felt the zipper at the back of her dress being inched down.
”I didn’t roll my eyes” her voice almost defiant. He didn’t respond other than to plunge her into darkness with a blindfold.
”Now then”…. He growled