BDSM

Chapter 16.

Amelia’s heart thumped hard in her chest and she tried to not think about the terrible things her ex did to her under the influence of BDSM.

Maximo took a step closer.

“So what's your safe word?”

“Hardcore.” she pointed out trying to bury the fear and believe that Maximo was nothing like her motherfucking ex!

Hardcore groaned such a nasty mother fucker, she was going to make him think about every of this moment whenever someone referred to him at that. But anyway.

“Hardcore is then.”

Maximo gripped the whip and he saw the fear written badly in her eyes, his lips curved into a gentle smile and Amelia took it as reassurance.

“Remember this sugar. I am nothing like your ex, okay?”

She nodded her head to him trying to stay calm.

He took the whip and trailed it around her body.

Amelia arched at the ticking sensation that surged into her, he trailed it around her navel area, her lower abdomen then to her pussy area then back to her pussy.

He raised the whip up and h