Whips And Chains Novels & Stories

Kael The whip cracked through the air and tore into his skin and he growled in pain, his head snapping back. E struggled against the chains that tethered him to the ground firmly. I stared at the mix that was by his side: Wolfsbane and Vervain swirling into an ugly purple mix before draining into his veins. He growled louder, the chains rattling wildly. Everyone watched with baited breath and I could see the fear in their eyes, good. I needed to show them who was in control here and who had the absolute power to rule and it wasn’t them.

Pera woke to the cold bite of metal around her wrists. Her head throbbed from the dart, vision blurry as she blinked against dim fluorescent lights. She was chained to a heavy wooden chair in what looked like an abandoned warehouse basement damp concrete walls, distant dripping water, and the metallic scent of blood. The oversized shirt Marcus had given her was torn further, barely covering her breasts and leaving her cum-streaked thighs exposed. His dried seed still clung to her skin, a possessive reminder that clashed violently with her new reality.

Chapter nine Laura pov “I’m gonna fuck you so hard they’ll hear you screaming my name, Jett.” His thumb dragged across my lower lip, slow and rough. His wet mouth brushed my ear, my voice low and shaking. “I’m begging you… please.” He pulled back, jaw clenched so tight I could see the muscle jumping. His eyes were black with fury and something even worse need. For a second, I thought he might lose it completely. Then, like a switch flipped, he reached up and unlocked the chains around my wrists.

I would have wrapped it up again but he just quickly overpowered me. "Listen carefully my wife" he said while staring at me. I swallowed as he opened my thigh. "You are chained into me. In our marriage my Mrs.Villa Cruz" he said as he pushed his shaft inside mine. He didn't sign our annulment papers ?!

In a matter of time, the people at the cafe broke into whispers and mumbling. "Oh my God!", Hannah whisper-yelled. " Aiden Walters is back!" I saw him exit Blossombee taking one last look at me. "Who is he?", I asked Hannah, digging into my pancakes again. She looked at me with a serious expression and spoke " He is bad news, Haven. Aiden Walters is a part of Chains and Smokes- one of the most dangerous gangs in this town. Nobody in this town dares to even cross paths with him. He has a temper and it got him into trouble so many times. He almost killed Ryder, a member of his rival group. Four months back, he fled somewhere for some unknown reason. Nobody knows where he went or why. Now that

The whip was made with a thick wooden handle, but while other whips had thongs connected to the handles, his had chains connected to it's wooden handles, but it's chains contained spikes all round. The smile on Benjamin's face, and thebwaybhe swung the whip, one could read the satisfaction and the pleasure he received from being assigned this task. This was the first time Benjamin smiled, at this point he was about to lash Martins. His smile progressed into an evil laugh, more of a roar which revealed the interior contents of his mouth, revealing his aglossal mouth. Now he understood why Benjamin had never said a word since he arrived, possibly the reason for the cruelty in his soul.

I slip my index finger through the hook at the front, jerking, very firmly. The two wrist straps are also a permanent part of my outfit, as they are also securely buckled. I could have tried to cut them apart, but there was nothing in the room that would do that. For some reason, these chains only made me feel more naked; they draw attention to the fact that I have nothing else on me. Turning around, I looked behind me as I always do, layers upon layers of fading whip marks.

“True, I don’t like the circles under her eyes. Can we take her to the medical centre? Or do you insist on keeping her here?” It surprised Cal as much as the healer with his strong emotional response to this inquiry. “No, she stays here.” Cal watched Jaxon with the chains. He was looking at them speculatively, and Cal knew his thoughts. Jaxon hadn’t witnessed Cal’s claim to her. However, Jaxon knew they weren’t the standard one-night issue chains kept for the curious to play at being a submissive. These were Cal’s personal chains. He placed on women he claimed for a time.

I turn to the side as my eyes catches the main thing. A whip. Not like some kind of toy if my eyes wants to play with me. This is a heavy braided leather. Next to it is a shiny steel handcuff and then some other types of handcuff more adjustable, all of them looking cold and unforgiving, like it was there to serve a dangerous purpose. A leash, how are all of this even here, the leash is a thick and black one, the leather worn down like it’s been used countless times. And gags, oh god, the gags, the picture of it in my imagination and that of what im seeing looks scary because it’s about to be used on me.

Swish! Suddenly, the head of the long metal whip shaped like a scorpion's tail twisted around in midair. The stinger that glowed with a strange black light was held high up and stabbed at Philip’s back! Clatter! The sound of metal chains! Boom! The head of the whip stabbed Philip who still grabbing the whip by the middle! However, only dust and flying gravel came into sight. Philip had left the whip’s attacking range and quickly retreated, standing more than ten meters away.