22

Cressida

"Get up and strip." He ordered, not doubting for a second that I would actually get up and do as he asked. He knew me more than I knew myself.

I got up from the bed on shaky legs and pulled off my jacket and bra and after a few attempts with trembling fingers, I unbuttoned my shorts and let them slide down my body then stepped out of them.

I was about to get rid of my panties when Savaş ripped them a part, earning a sherik out of me but I was still understanding what happened when Savaş reached behind me and I heard the click of his belt before he took both my wrists in one hand and placed them behind my back.

Savaş then wrapped his belt around my wrists and made sure that the grip was good enough before he let them go and placed his hand on my shoulder, pushing me down until I was sitting on the white sheets of the bed again.

Even though my hands were tied behind my back by Savaş's belt, I would never understand the excitement I always felt when I got tied up, as if no lon