Price of Fame, Chapter 6.2 – Candice Abused

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Price of Fame, Chapter 6.2

Tied

She punched and scratched the hand that squeezed her windpipe. Her thighs flapped in the air. Santiago increased the pressure on her larynx. This made her lungs burn even more. The hand squeezed until she was blue in the face, then released. Candice grabbed her throat. She coughed and sputtered. She tried to pull in as much oxygen into her lungs as possible.

Candice laid on the bed delirious. From the corner of her eye, she saw Santiago grab the rope. He started to tie loops and knots with it. She wanted to get up and run but there was no place to go. The door was locked, and the room was so small that there was no place to hide.

He flipped her onto her stomach. She fought ineffectually. He moved the small loop onto her wrist and then tightened it. She persistently tried to resist but he easily overpowered her. Santiago pulled her legs back and tied the ankles together. He then pulled the legs to where the wrists were restrained and linked them together. Candice shouted at him with her damaged voice. Her wrists and ankles were now tightly secured. They were held in such a way that her legs could not close.

Everything happened so fast. Santiago stood there and admired his rope work. He has tied many people before for different purposes. It always gave him great pleasure, whether it was to punish a traitor within the cartel, or extract information from a police officer. For Santiago, the best part was when the victim resisted. He would rough them up even more. But the rules were different in this situation. For he was not allowed to permanently damage this victim. Which was a shame he thought.

Santiago took the time and felt her all over. He rubbed her thighs. He rubbed the back of her neck. He then moved his hand between her legs and rubbed her vagina. He grabbed the body and flipped Candice on her back. He massaged her face and ran his fingers through her hair. He admired how soft each strand was. She protested loudly when he squeezed her breast forcefully, causing her great pain. He leaned down and smelled her. He loved the natural smell of her flesh.

His hand moved back down to her vagina. He parted her vagina lips with his fingers and rubbed for a while, making sure that they were covered with her juices. He then moved the fingers back up to her mouth and told her to lick it. She spat on his hand and threatened to bite his finger off if he were to put it in her mouth. He smiled and told her he loved her impudence.

Being tied in such an awkward position, Candice’s muscle began to constrict tightly. This caused her immense pain. She felt burning throughout her muscles, and her wrists and ankles felt like they were being cut. Candice’s brain knew it was futile to resist, but she still wrestled against the rope in order to try to break free. She hurled threats at him. Her hair flung left and right as she twisted her head and shoulders trying to free. Her ankles and wrists strained against the rough rope. It was picture perfect.

Santiago leaned down and took one of her exposed nipples into his mouth and started to suck. He would also lick circles around the nipple. She cursed all kinds of rude words at him. She screamed in agony when he bit down on her nipple. It felt like he tore it off. She arched her back, her face anguished, trying to break free from his mouth.

Candice swung her head back and forth against the bed. The burning in her muscles increased. She rolled left and right on the bed trying to get her breast out of his mouth. Santiago then stood up and moved his hands all over her body, playing with her tender flesh. He placed his right hand on her cunt and used his fingers to make circular movements on the lips. He then moved his fingers back up to her face. He was about to place the finger in her mouth, but she bit down as a warning to him. He got angry at her.

In a flash, he smashed his fist into her belly. She gasped for air. Her face turned red as she strained against her ropes. She gasped out loud multiple times. There was intense pain in her stomach. She looked up at Santiago as if he was the devil. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she prayed for her mom to come and help her. She cried even harder when she saw Santiago pick up a leather whip.

This was a specialized whip that Santiago had made just for this special occasion. The whip was made of soft leather, and it is designed to hurt, but not break skin. This way he would still have the joy of hearing her scream, but not permanently damaging her skin. She stared at him with fear as he ran the leather strips through his fingers.

Her Imagination ran wild on how the incoming contact would feel.