Chapter 4: Climax
It gave her an almost unimaginable amount of control over him, which she savored every moment of. Without warning, she brought her foot crashing down onto his chest, grinding her heel into his flesh mercilessly. "How does that feel, Alex?" she taunted him cruelly. "Does it turn you on? Does it make you want more?"
He couldn't speak; his heart raced too fast in his chest for coherent thought. All he knew was that he needed her to continue - craved her domination as though it were air itself.
So when she took another stunningly beautiful boot off and dangled it above his head, offering him only silence in response to his pleading whispers, he felt lost without her touch. His entire world revolved around her whims now; nothing else mattered anymore except being close to her sexy feet. That simple fact filled him with both excitement and dread simultaneously because although he loved what she did to him (and wanted desperately to be her willing slave), there remained the terrifying possibility that she might stop anytime soon - leaving him utterly broken once again.