Kidnapping Casey
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Backing up, he straightened from the bed, pulling her up by the chain.
The restraints were surprisingly comfortable. They were padded with something soft.
Casey kicked at Argernon when she was jerked to her feet. He avoided her bare foot with a laugh. With a jerk her arms lifted over her head high enough that it put her on her tiptoes. He kept her at extended arm's length while he smiled down at her.
"You are willful, Casey. I like that."
"Just wait. I'll show you willful, asshole. How is that for an insult? Do you know what an asshole is?"
His eyes narrowed as his smile faded. "I do. I am not an asshole."
"It depends on who you ask. Let me go, Argernon. Now. Please. This isn't funny."
"I am not feeling amused any longer."
He moved, stepping up on the bed. Forced by the chain, she had to step up to follow him on the bed since he held her chain above her head. It was climb on the bed where he pulled her slowly or dangle from her wrists when he lifted her. They both ended up standing on the bed. He said he wouldn't hurt her and he hadn't so far but what was he going to do to her standing on a bed?
Argernon looked up to the ceiling. She followed his gaze. A thick, large hook was part of one of the ceiling beams above the bed. Realization set in as she stared at that curved metal. Her eyes flew to Argernon whose head lowered. His eyes locked with hers.
"No way are you--" She squealed as he lifted her off her feet by the chain in his fist.
"NO!"
He placed the chain on the hook. Casey kicked air. She was inches from the top of the bed where she hung from the ceiling. The restraints were padded so they didn't dig into her wrists. She wasn't in pain but it didn't feel great either to be suspended by her arms. Her eyes flew to Argernon as he stepped back to study his work with a nod. His eyes were still narrowed.
"Put me down."
He gave a shake of his head. "Zorn women are taller. Your feet should touch." He turned his head looking around the room before he looked back at her. "I don't see a solution to this problem. Your toes should touch but you won't be harmed this way either."
"Damn it, Argernon. This isn't amusing. Let me down. It hurts."
He sniffed at her with a frown. His frown deepened. "Never lie to me. I smell arousal and anger on you but not pain." He got closer to reach up. He touched her hands and examined her wrists. "You are not in pain. Now you will know punishment for your willful ways."
She tried to kick out at him. It was hard to do without traction. He easily avoided her foot. Dropping suddenly, he went to his knees in front of her on the bed as his hands gripped her calves. Casey gasped as he spread her thighs wide to put them on each of his shoulder so his face was between her legs. She stared down at him in shock. Their gazes locked.
"I will not let you come until you plead to me to bury myself inside you."
He lifted his arms, trapping her thighs between them and his neck. Both muscular limbs curled around her thighs, locking them down as his elbows bent over the top of her thighs. His fingers spread her pussy lips wide open to give him full access to her sex, leaving her exposed and vulnerable to his mouth. With her hanging like she was, she couldn't do anything but buck her hips, trying to avoid his intimate touch. It didn't work. Argernon growled deep in his throat as he moved closer. Hot breath hit an instant before his tongue was against her.
Casey stared down at him in astonishment as the man stared up at her. His mouth was open. A wet, thick tongue teased her clit. The sensation made her clench her teeth to keep from moaning as spasms started in her pussy. He flicked her with his tongue over and over again.
Pleasure shot through her at every sensation he caused. He stopped, tearing his eyes from hers.
Intense eyes gazed at her sex. Argernon's tongue entered her. He had a long, thick tongue that slowly invaded her body but then withdrew. He growled before he did it again. Then again.
Occasionally he'd withdraw from her to torment her clit.
It was torture. Casey wanted to come badly. Every time she thought she might he would back off to stop touching her, staring at her swollen, throbbing clit. He blew hot breath over her.
His tongue would enter her or he'd tease her throbbing nub again. Sweat tickled down her body.
Her throat felt dry from her moans and heavy breathing. He wanted her to beg him to fuck her.
She was ready to. She hurt with the need to get off. She knew he could make her climax and Casey needed to come more than she ever remembered needing anything. His tongue withdrew from her body.
"Do you yield to me, beautiful? Do you accept me?"
"Asshole."
He growled. His lips covered her clit, his mouth totally enclosing her nub. He sucked on her hard, his tongue lashing against her clit back and forth with firm pressure. Casey cried out.
Her body bowed on the edge of exploding. Argernon tore his mouth from her to growl at her again.
"I can do this for hours. Will you endure it well?"
Tears filled her eyes but she kept them tightly shut. No one could survive this kind of sexual torture. She didn't doubt he could tease and taunt her for hours. Her body literally hurt from need. Her clit throbbed like a painful heartbeat between her legs. She shook her head no.
Her eyes opened. She had to blink a few times to clear her tears.
"Please, Argernon. I can't take it."
Something flashed in his eyes. He eased his hold on her thighs before he gently removed each one from his shoulders until she hung with her legs closed. She fought a sob. He was going to just leave her sexually frustrated, hurting and needy. It was mean and just cold. He climbed to his feet on the bed. He reached up, his eyes locking with hers, as he gripped the chain to lift her from the hook.
She moaned softly when he eased her down until her feet touched the bed. She stared up at him. His eyes softened like he cared as he lowered her arms. She gasped as the blood flow started to return. His large hands started to gently massage her arms and hands. He lowered his body to sit on the bed and he pulled her down on her ass.