Chapter 60: Ritual? [+18]
As Kyle slowly lost consciousness, he deeply regretted signing whatever that document she had drawn up had been.
Kyle wasn’t sure what her plans were, but this situation was unacceptable—it left him feeling vulnerable. Slowly, his eyes fluttered open, adjusting to his surroundings.
The first thing Kyle noticed was the strange sensation around his wrists and hands, but something even more alarming caught his attention: he had no clothes on.
As his vision sharpened, Kyle began to take in his environment, but Calista was nowhere to be seen. A wave of realization washed over him. If she decided to record this, it could become potent blackmail material in the future, especially if Kyle became someone of significance.
He cursed himself for letting his guard down. This was his mistake, no doubt, but at least the paper he’d signed earlier provided him some legal leverage. If things went south, he could take action.
Still, the document worked in his favor for another reason—though that provided little comfort in his current predicament. Kyle was bound tightly to the bed: his wrists cuffed and secured above his head, while his legs were tied with rope. He was also naked.
This obviously some sort of roleplay and Kyle had little to no experience with these things so he didn’t know how he was supposed to respond here. Drugging him was a bit much though.
"Calista...?" Kyle called and only then did she come into sight wearing an odd mask. He still recognized her, thanks to the temple that was her body.
She was no longer dressed in the sheer lacy lingerie she had worn to greet him at the door.
She had swapped that out for a latex microskirt and a tied-in button down shirt that revealed
her taut torso.
Calista didn’t say a word but the mischievous look in her eyes told Kyle he wouldn’t like where this was going. He tried to break free from the cuffs but he couldn’t, and the ropes around his legs didn’t loosen as well.
"What’s wrong with my body? I can barely think," Kyle thought, trying to control his throbbing erection. It felt like all the blood in his body was being redirected to his dick.
Apparently, Calista had not only given him something to knock him out but also to boost his libido.
Kyle was beginning to question if that was truly Calista behind that mask.
Was this some sort of weird ritual?
He looked around and saw there was no one else in the room.
"This isn’t funny, Calista!" Kyle barked but once again, his words fell on deaf ears.
Calista grabbed his hardened cock but the sensation that shot through his body wasn’t pleasure, it was pain.
Blood had accumulated there for too long so it was tender and it felt like the veins around his cock would implode. Kyle was slowly realising this wasn’t a session for pleasure but torture. He noticed that some sort of cock ring had been used to keep the blood trapped.
Kyle jerked his head back in pain but there was nothing he could do at this point.
Calista began to stroke it gently to make sure it was at its maximum hardness, stopping after she had confirmed it.
"This bitch...! What the fuck is she doing!?" Kyle thought to himself.
If this was what it took to get the 1% then it wasn’t worth it.
There was nothing pleasurable about this experience and if Calista enjoyed this as much as she was letting on, she might be a certified sadist.
That might actually explain everything including why she went to those lengths to ruin his life by getting him fired.
She simply enjoyed human suffering.
Kyle knew that struggling would only hurt more and chose to talk to Calista.
" You know, a safe word is usually given for times like-!" Calista shoved her panties down his throat without saying a word.
Even if Kyle wanted to suggest a safe word, he couldn’t.
He watched Calista take out a long needle, roughly the length of his cock from the bedside drawer with paralyzing fear.
"This bitch is nuts!" Kyle concluded. He began to thrash around and at that moment, he realized that he made a mistake getting her this comfortable with him.
It was no wonder she was single.
He expected her to stick the needle in his body or worse, his cock but she straddled him and used it to make a small slice on her chest.
The blood dripped down her ample bosom, covered her nipple and ultimately onto Kyle’s lips.
She slowly placed her finger over her mouth to gesture for him to be quiet before removing the gag.
"S-She wants me to drink her blood?" Kyle was confused.
This was beginning to look like some satanic ritual and he wanted no part in it.
She made another cut but it was on her areola this time, slowly lowering her chest for Kyle to suck on it.
Kyle flicked her nipple with his tongue, surprised by the coppery, metallic taste of her blood.
"Mmhhmm~"
That was the only confirmation he needed to know this was Calista, that familiar moan he had heard so many times.
She began to touch herself with her nipple in Kyle’s mouth, her fingers stroking her clit.
The taste of iron lingered on his tongue but it was almost like this awakened something primal in him.
Kyle couldn’t explain it but he wanted more blood, one would think he was Dracula Tepes because he sunk his teeth into her nipple.
"... N-Not so hard~" Calista had done well not to talk until now but had broken character.
Kyle’s tongue, danced around her nipple before he sucked it like a vacuum.
She reached for his balls and began to massage them, Kyle felt her juices dripping onto his torso.
Whatever she gave him, she either took it herself or this was doing something to her.
"I-I knew you were the one... I knew I was ri~" She couldn’t complete her sentence because the pleasure that shot up her spine made her mind go blank.
Kyle was sucking her tit like he wanted to rip it off her chest and it must have been the adrenaline but he managed to break free from the handcuffs.
Thankfully they weren’t the kind they used in police stations, she’d bought them from a sex toy store.
"You fucking bitch...!" Kyle cussed, grabbing her by the neck and dragging her off him.
He quickly used his free hand to loosen the handcuff that bound his other hand.
Calista was confused by his reaction and quickly tried to gain some distance between them but Kyle grabbed her by the ankle to trip her.
"Where do you think you’re going? We’re just getting started!" Kyle warned with a sinister grin.
