The Torture

Trisha expected their surroundings to change again, but instead Kanda untied her from the chair, but not the beam from above. Her skin pebbled as his light touch brushed over her stomach before he took the chair and tossed it to the side. It vanished and Trisha swallowed.

It was good to have reassurance that this was a dream. It let Trisha's letting go make more sense to her. All of this was stuff she could never do in the waking world.

"Demon, your attention is wandering, it's time for your punishment." Kanda snapped his fingers and this time a strange object appeared in his hand.

It was a fuzzy black poof with a strange tapered end. He noticed her interest and smirked. "Your punishment, my pet."

The rope that lifted Trisha shrank and she was lifted to her tip toes, with just enough support that she wasn't in pain. Kanda walked behind her. His hand traced over her shoulder, down her back, and he stroked her ass be