Chapter 47. Suspicions

Bruno adjusted the lace of his silk robe walked barefoot to the bed in the center of the room. A naked woman, lying face down on that bed, her hands trapped together with her ankles, had her mouth covered by a piece of black tape. Her tears were streaming down her reddish cheeks, and the blonde was being punished.

-If you keep moving, the spikes will bury themselves in your skin. -He sat back on his heels and, with his hand, lifted the hair that covered part of her face. - By breaking my condom, you won't be able to tie me up. -Before his session with the blonde woman, he had seen the scene. She closed her eyes and kept crying, her hands were stretched back with chains that went to her ankles, every movement she made, there were tiny steel spikes that were buried against her skin, it could make her bleed, but Bruno didn't care about that, her intentions pissed him off.

He stood up and loosened the cord of his robe. He dropped it at his feet, leaving his nakedness in fu