Dirty Affairs

CHAPTER 8 Sex Dungeon

It was morning, there was a sound which sounded like an alarm and as usual, Cynthia would wake so early from her sleep, running towards the window to admire the sunny weather and to also see and hear the birds sing.

But this very day was different. Suddenly, she got a different feeling. She tried moving but something kept pulling her back.

Everywhere suddenly went dark. At first, she thought she had gone blind but then, she felt the sun reflecting on every part of her body but realized the sun wasn't reflecting on her eyes.

"Did someone blind fold me?" She asked inwardly to herself.

That was the very moment she knew she had been blind folded with a blindfold.

Within seconds, she tried to use her hands to pull the blindfolds off her eyes but then, she realised her hands were also helpless. With the feelings she got from it, she was sure her hands had been cuffed.

"So those fools handcuffed me?" She asked herself inwardly as she continued to struggle to see if she could be a helper to herself.

Instantly, her mind flew back to yesterday's event with Charles at a hotel called "THE SATISFACTION ZONE."

She could clearly remember what happened last night. How she pleasured Charles sexually and how she took her bag, heading home and immediately, she also remembered how she was ambushed last night on her way going home.

"So those bastards are responsible for this?" She angrily said inwardly to herself as she tried moving again only to realize there was nothing she could do.

Her hands were cuffed sideways on a triangular shaped wood which looked like a cross. While her legs were tied on the food as well.

In frustration, "Damn!!!" She said loudly.

She was helpless! She knew she was but what could she do?

Shortly, she heard voices. Voices of unfamiliar people and she could dictate they were male voices.

What they were talking about wasn't clear to her but She could clearly hear them laugh out loud as she wondered why they were laughing.

She was so confused. She didn't know if they were the people who held her captive or they were people passing by. She needed help. She thought of shouting for help but instantly, she clearly heard one of the men speak.

"I think she has regained consciousness."

Cynthia was sure that man was referring to her. She was very scared but wasn't ready to show it off.

The moment she heard that man's statement, suddenly, she could no longer hear the sound of laughter any more. This convinced her so well that those men had stopped laughing and they were coming for her.

Shortly, she heard footsteps. The closer they came, the more the sound coming from those footsteps increased. She knew they were getting closer to her as she swallowed her saliva wondering what her fate could be.

Suddenly, she couldn't hear those footsteps anymore. The place became so quiet that it could be compared to a graveyard.

"Where the hell are they? Those bastards…" she said inwardly to herself and of course, she didn't dare to say it to their hearing to avoid receiving a dirty slap coming from heaven knows where.

Furthermore, she started to hear those footsteps again and this time she was sure they would get to her within 30 seconds. She wondered where they had gone earlier and what they went to do.

Within the blink of an eye, her guess seemed right. They got to her within 30 seconds and stood.

Without showing a hint of fear, Cynthia spoke.

"Who are you and why have you held me this way?" She asked, waiting to get a reply but got none.

"It is obvious you are scared of me and that is why you have refused to let me see your ugly faces." Said Cynthia.

"Do your worst, you bastards."said Cynthia angrily.

"What have I just said? Cynthia, you are such a fool. Are you aware you are helpless at this very moment?" She asked herself as she waited to know what their reaction would be but because she knew being scared wouldn't help her, she decided not to allow fear to be an embargo to her.

"Untie me now!" She ordered like a boss, not letting her fear get hold of her.

Shortly, she heard footsteps again and she could tell it was the footsteps of a single person and not a group of persons. Seemed like one of the men was walking towards her to remove the blindfold.

In a short while, she felt a hand being placed on her face as she felt the hand trying to remove the blindfolds. Shortly, the hand unblindfolded her and what her eyes saw rendered her speechless. This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

She blinked her eyes countless times just to get a better view of the images in front of her while she watched the man who unblindfolded her walk back to his standing position.

She saw 3 handsome muscular men standing in front of her with the same style of outfit as they folded their arms across in a uniform way. At this point, she knew there was an upper hand behind this. Those 3 men were bodyguards… where is their boss? She wondered.

The second thing she saw marveled her. She looked around to know where she was, only for her to realize she had been held in a BDSM dungeon.

BDSM dungeon is a room filled with weapons for sexual Satisfaction. Weapons; such as adjustable clitoral clamp, spanking bench, handcuffs, different kinds of handcuffs. Boundage tape, bed restraint, Pleasure tape, arm binders, and lots more. Cynthia had never seen some of those pleasurable weapons ever since she was born. She got so terrified as she wondered if they would use those on her.