“Stand up,” I say.
She struggles a little, but manages. Then turns to face me. “Give it your best shot, Elias. I can take it.”
Both of my eyebrows go up. “Are you sure about that?”
“Very,” she purrs.
I slap her face. Her head turns into it from momentum. I leave a bright pink handprint across her cheek.
“Fuck, Bric!”
“Elias,” I say. “This is me, Nadia. Elias. The real me.”
She huffs out a breath of air. Grinds her teeth for a second. Then says, “Do it. You’ve got one more, asshole. So just do it.”
“Fuck that,” I say, chuckling a little. “I think I got you good enough with one.”
“One little slap? Then why did you tie me up?”
I take off my fun apron and throw it on the ground. My dick is hard and Nadia can’t help herself. She stares at it. “We can fuck, if you want. I don’t care.”
“No,” I say. “No. I’m not gonna fuck you.”
“Then what the hell are you doing?”
“Get on your knees,” I say. “And open your legs so I can see your pussy.”
I walk over to the kitchen, pull out a note pad from a drawer and a big, fat, red marker, write five words on the pad, then rip the piece of paper off with a quick flick of my hand.
My phone is on the counter, so I grab that too, and walk back over to stand in front of Nadia. “Open your mouth,” I say.
She looks at my cock. Licks her lips. And opens her mouth. I press the piece of paper on her tongue and say, “Close.”
She obeys again. A little confused, but still not quite getting it.
I take a picture. Smile at it. At her. That haughty, defiant look plastered all over her face. “You’re pretty,” I say, taking the piece of paper out of her mouth.
“Thank you,” she says back, voice filled with mockery.
“You know what I’m gonna do with this?” I ask her, showing her the picture.
Her eyes narrow as she reads what I wrote. Considers all the possibilities as they flood her mind.
“Well, I’m not going to do anything with it if you behave,” I say. “But if you ever”—I cover the two steps between us and grab her face with my free hand—“ever fucking hit me again, Nadia Wolfe, I’ll ruin your fucking life with this picture.”
The mind fuck continues. She just hasn’t caught on yet.