Chapter 22

• “I doubt that, slave. I have half a mind to fuck you all over again, but I have other things to attend to. If I catch you acting like a crazy bitch to anyone you see fit to again I'll have to bring you back here and discipline you again, and you don't want that do you?”
• I made a face like I didn't care, but I secretly hoped he would bring me back. I had never been so sexually stimulated or dominated before in my life. I think I found myself a new fetish, seemed like the perfect fit since I liked to be fucked hard and dominated, the pain was a little much, but I could work around that. I heard him walk away from me then he came back in front of me and knelt down.
• He wiped the cum off of me and untied my arms, then he picked me up over his shoulder and carried me back up the stairs. Once we got out of the basement he sat me down on a chair in what I knew had to be the kitchen, and took the blindfold off me. Once my eyes readjusted to the sudden light after being in the dark so long, I looked at Harry to see him grinning back at me, apparently back to his normal self.