Chapitre 28: Chapter Twenty Seven: Wild Sexual Fantasy: Such A Good Girl

Ciara's POV

It would have looked normal if he didn't have a black leash wrapped around his wrist and arm, and an unworn watch on the other, and the middle part of the floor surrounded by candles. He was naked, standing right in front of me.

"You're late," he said sternly, glancing at the watch he held in his grasp. "Five minutes late. Don't you think you deserve a punishment?"

I was still taken aback by the sight and scared for my life, and managed to shake my head negatively.

"Strip," he commanded, and I flinched, my trembling hands immediately beginning to undress.

"Do it slowly," he instructed, his gaze flickering and watching my every move.

He emitted a sinister chuckle and gestured with his eyes for me to go down on my knees before he uttered, "Kneel."

I immediately knelt on my clothes, but he clicked his teeth, shaking his finger in disapproval. "On the floor."