Christina Mandara

milehigh

Hello and welcome to SUNDAY! Lay in bed, relax, get yourself a cup of coffee… and read naughtiness!

001

DESIRING DEATH

“I’m inside your head. This isn’t real,” she said angrily.

He merely smiled in return. There was a shower of fiery, incandescent sparks and suddenly a molten line of letters were embedded into each cuff in turn. She shrieked out loud as she saw ‘Property of M. Martinet’ emblazoned on both the upper and lower curves of her restraints. “It’s real enough, pumpkin. You can think of this as the dress rehearsal, in any case. We’ll replay the whole thing through properly tomorrow. He gave her a wink and his tongue descended once more.

This time she could not move more than an inch without hurting herself. The metal held her tightly in its fierce grip and it did not bend. She, on the other hand, would have to bend…

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