Lahat ng Kabanata ng Their Slave: Kabanata 81 - Kabanata 90

Nathan’s P.O.V.I lie on the floor of the dark room in the small house in the mountains, lost in deep thoughts. My guitar rests right beside me.It’s been a month of living entirely alone, far away from her, far away from Hunter, and completely severed from the rest of the world. A whole month of trying to find myself back in the middle of this silence.To clear the stain on my soul, I’ve been giving away my wealth, donating my money to orphanages and various charitable organisations. I need to do something good. I desperately need to feel better, to become better than the monster I let myself grow into.Every single day my heart aches just to catch a glimpse of Amber’s face, to know how she's doing, to know if she's really okay. I trust Hunter that he is protecting her and giving her everything she needs, but the crave inside me never stops. I just want to witness it with my own eyes, even from afar, that she is safe, whole, and fine without me.Some nights, the beautiful memories wi

Hunter’s P.O.V.Standing beneath her, watching her sway gently in mid-air, a surge of power hits me straight in the gut.My eyes scan every inch of her floating, naked body. The rough jute rope bites deeply into her skin, lifting her chest, pulling her shoulders back, and holding her completely open to the room. The crotch line sits taut against her dripping centre. She looks utterly breathtaking. A living, breathing piece of art created by my hands, hanging helpless at my mercy.The sight makes me hard. She looks so fucking hot, and I already know this is just the beginning. I can't wait to learn every single technique, to bind and suspend her in dozens of different positions every night. I want to rip open my pants and fuck her hard right here in front of everyone, making every couple in this basement listen to her cry out my name while she sways from the ceiling beam.Right on cue, the instructor’s voice echoes through the hall. “Now that your submissives are fully secured.” He pi

Hunter’s P.O.V.I drive back home with a genuine smile on my face, my hands resting on the steering wheel.Ever since Amber texted me earlier today to tell me that her writer's block is officially gone, a huge weight has lifted off my chest. For the past month, seeing her sit quietly with her tablet, looking so utterly lost and helpless because she couldn't write a single word, was killing me from the inside out. I tried everything to bring her peace, but knowing that the Shibari workshop finally sparked her creativity back to life makes me feel immensely proud. My Big Heart is finally thriving again.And because she is feeling so inspired, I have already planned something special for tonight. Something that will push her writing to a whole new level and give her even more delicious material for her books.When I park the car in the driveway and step out, the cool evening air greets me. I walk straight toward the backyard, expecting to find her in her favourite spot.And there she is.

One Month LaterAmber’s P.O.V.The cool morning breeze brushes over every inch of my exposed skin, making my goosebumps rise as the chill hits my bare, dripping pussy.I’m bound in a completely degrading, uncomfortable position on the balcony. My upper body is bent forward and forced upside down over the balcony railing, leaving my torso hanging low while my hips are thrust high in the air. My arms are pulled apart and my wrists are strapped tightly to the bars. The rope bites into my thighs and ankles, forcing my legs wide apart so that my wet entrance is entirely exposed to the open air.It is excruciatingly uncomfortable, yet the sheer humiliation of hanging here in the open morning light is turning me on so much.I don't even know how many minutes, or hours, have passed since Hunter left me trapped like this. When he bound me earlier, he was wearing only his shorts with his chest bare. He made it very clear that today was not about my pleasure. This was a strict punishment. Last n

Amber’s P.O.V.The next evening, I’m sitting on the wooden swing in the backyard, my headphones resting over my ears and my fingers gliding smoothly across the tablet screen.Day after tomorrow is my birthday, and Hunter has planned a huge surprise for me. Tonight, he is taking me away on a birthday trip in his private jet. He refuses to tell me where we are going. The destination is a complete secret, and he keeps teasing that he has a dozen different surprises lined up for me once we land.I’m so excited for this trip. It is our first vacation together, and just thinking about spending uninterrupted days with him makes my heart flutter.I’m really living my best life with Hunter. He gives me so much love, unending happiness, and fulfils every single one of my dark, wild desires. Yet, despite how perfect everything seems, there is still a missing piece in my heart.Nathan.I try so hard not to think about him, especially because I have Hunter by my side and I know how deeply he loves