Chapter 90 Me, Robert and his Daddy(6)

After grabbing me, he takes me to the middle of the room where their dining table is and there he ties me tightly with ropes to the column in the center of the room. He passes a rope around my chest for decoration. 'What do you like best?' His voice is somewhere behind me, an indefinite point on my back, his breathing regular and in control, mine hasn't been for a while now. His hand gives my hair another tug, pulling my head to the side. The warm breath slips into my ear with the same question, just before his tongue does.