"Umm," I said nervously with a small laugh. The plan was to try it on him and that was it. I would've been more inclined to do it if I felt as though he was going to go easy on me, but the look in his eyes didn't assuage any of my worries.

He was going to get payback.

"Umm?" He asked. "I'm pretty sure I asked you to do something, Princess."

As my nerves got the best of me, the red light went away and there was no longer anything dimming his grave expression. "But-"

"No buts. Lay down."

"Syn..."

"Queen," he started with a sigh as he tucked hairs behind my ear. "You threatened to spank me but spared me. I'm not as nice as you are."

I sighed and nodded. I wasn't prepared for whatever he was planning to do, but he wouldn't hurt his pregnant fiancé, right? I gulped as I looked at the item in his hand and I knew that he was going to be torturing me.

"Take off your clothes and lay down on the bed. I'm going to count down from thirty and if I reach zero before you're in bed, I'll punish you."

There was no way this man could be serious. Where was the loving Syn I knew? He turned his back to me and looked down at the box. "I-"

"Thirty."

I scoffed and crossed my arms. It wasn't possible for us to just have a complete role reversal like this. I was in complete control less than ten minutes ago.

The thought of Syn not hurting me teased my mind once again and a smile appeared on my face. Maybe I should let him get to zero...

"Twenty," he said.

I remained in my spot and took a deep breath. You got this. What's a little punishment going to do?

I heard him laugh softly and my eyes fell on the back of his head. "Tonight can be an enjoyable night for you, or it can be hell," he said. The lights in the room flickered and my eyes widened. "You choose. Fifteen."

I should have immediately taken off my clothes and hopped onto the bed but my dumb ass side took over. My feet remained planted on the spot and I even danced to his counting. He shot me a glare over his shoulders but I giggled.

Syn turned to completely face me and I saw the riding crop in his hands. Oh hell no. Everything was cool, but getting spanked? Not my cup of tea...at least not today. I rushed to take off my lingerie but the stupid laces were being complicated. Somehow I managed to unclip my bra and let out a sigh of relief.

"3."

"Shit," I muttered as I slipped out of my panties.

"2," he said slowly.

I pulled the stockings off quickly and tossed them to the side and looked back up to Syn.

"1."

"I did it!" I said happily.

He walked towards me until he was less than a few inches away and looked down at me. "I said thirty seconds to get naked and into bed. You didn't do it."

"Syn," I pouted. "That part just slipped my mind. I should still be rewarded for almost doing it."

"I should reward you for taunting me when I gave you clear instructions?" He asked.

"Yesss....?" I whispered unsurely.

He looked at me for a long moment before nodding and grinning at me. "Okay. Get in the bed."

His assurance brought no comfort to me. Instead, it terrified me. I glanced at the bed and then back to him. If I got into it, he'd definitely get me. He crossed his arms and raised his brow when I made no moves. "I don't think I was even this disobedient," he said. "Also, make the room soundproof again. It will be useful this time."

I closed my eyes and spelled the room again and the red light came back. Was Syn as intimidated as I was right now? Probably not considering he laughed. But this was embarrassing right now.

I laid down on my back on the bed and sighed as I looked at him. I could see this silhouette moving toward me and I held my breath as he sat down beside me. His knuckle grazed my cheek and he chuckled lowly. "Breathe, Princess."

I let out a relaxing breath as he said and I waited for him to tell me what else to do. I wished he would hurry up and get on with it but he seemed to be obsessed with making my heart race. "Choose a safe word."

"My safe word is harder," I teased with a laugh. He nodded and I frowned that he didn't get the joke, but I avoided pointing it out when he moved. His hand moved from my face to my neck, down my chest, and disappeared between my legs. He massaged my clit and I bit my lip to relax.

"Choose a better one," he said. I opened my mouth to speak but a moan replaced my words as he inserted a finger inside of me.

"I-..."

"Queen," he said in a warning tone.

"Pink elephant toes," I said. He paused his movements when I answered and removed his hands from between my legs. "No," I pouted.

"Tsk Tsk, you aren't allowed to speak just as I wasn't, understand?" I remained quiet as he commanded and bit the inside of my cheek. "Didn't I ask you something?" He asked. I pursed my lips and stayed silent...he was the one who told me not to talk. I was just following orders..."Queen, speak."

"Yes?" I asked innocently.

"I was asking you a question," he said in a grave tone.

"You told me not to speak."

He scoffed. "There should be a penalty for being a smart ass, shouldn't there Princess?"

"No. There should be a penalty for not making instructions clear enough," I replied slickly. I know I should've been listening to him but I couldn't stop messing with him. I was sure I was digging my grave but I didn't doubt he'd give me a pleasure-filled death.

"Hmm." His hand moved to my neck and he squeezed gently before moving his lips to mine. He held my face still with his strong hand as his tongue explored my mouth. He pulled away abruptly and grabbed the handcuffs from the bedside. I held my hands out in preparation and he immediately chained me to the bed. Why the fuck do I get myself in these situations?

"I'm going to go easy on you, Princess," he said as he pulled out a blindfold. I sighed as he placed it over my eyes. Strangely, I paid attention to everything I was now blinded to. I listened as Syn got up from the bed and walked somewhere.

A few moments later I winced as I felt a cold item being placed onto my nipple, and then the other. It must've been the clamps. The bed dipped beside me and Syn's breath was on my chest. I felt him move his arm between my legs but this time, his fingers didn't touch me. A small item was placed there and I held my breath, not having any idea what it was.

The item between my legs roared to life with a loud vibration and I moaned. He gently circled my folds with the item and when he landed on one spot I screamed out. My body shook at the sensation from the sweet spot he had found and my toes curled. The pressure building up became so strong that it was almost painful.

Syn pulled away the item and I took the chance to calm my nerves. The aching between my legs became a faint warmth. As if noticing I had finally calmed again, Syn did the most Syn-like thing and moved the vibrator back between my legs. He moved it to a different spot but somehow it was even more mind-blowing than the other.

"Are you close, Princess?" He whispered into my ear. I attempted to clench my thighs together but he stopped me by putting his leg between mine. I groaned as he continued his movements. I felt a tightening at my core that needed to be freed but before I could release it, Syn stopped once again.

"Syn," I groaned in annoyance. "Why are you doing this to me?"

"I told you that you could enjoy it, or it'd be Hell. You chose your poison, Princess. Now drink it."

He put the item back between my legs but this time his tongue trailed along my chest. I screamed as his teeth gently pushed the clamp on one of my nipples tighter but the pain was immediately gone when his tongue landed on them. He did the same to my other one and kissed a trail up my breasts to my jaw.

I felt the buildup at my core once again and I trembled and arched my back. My center clenched and unclenched as I came close...but before I could make it over the edge, Syn stopped again.

"I hate you," I cried as I breathed heavily to contain my racing heart.

"Do you?" He asked.

I groaned in frustration as I threw my head back against the pillows. From beside me, I felt the bed rise and Syn was no longer next to me. I heard his footsteps retreat further away from me and the room became eerily quiet.

Suddenly, his hands wrapped around my ankles and he pulled me lower on the bed. I groaned as my wrists tugged against the cuffs but my mind quickly let the pain go as I felt Syn's hands at my hips.

I felt his hardness between my legs and he slowly eased himself into me. I moaned at the familiar feeling I was addicted to and he gingerly thrust in and out of me. I frowned as he paused and a moment later, the vibrator was on my folds once again and I screamed out. He pumped in and out of me simultaneously and I screamed. There was no describing how I was feeling right now.

I felt tears sting my eyes as Syn stopped when I came close once again and I screamed. I was pissed before but I was beyond that point at the moment. There were no words to describe how badly I wanted to punch him in the face.

Syn repeated the entire process another three times. My body followed a pattern as he did it and I was getting tired. Flutter, buildup, no release, repeat. The cycle was getting draining, to say the least, and my body ached with a certain tiredness I had never experienced before.

"I feel like you've had enough, hmm?" He asked. I would've given him a reply if I didn't hear the cockiness in his voice, so I ignored him.

"So continue this?" He asked as he circled his hips into me.

"No! Syn please," I begged.

"Okay, Princess. You can come," he said. I felt his hand move to my chest and he tenderly one by one removed the clamps. At first, I felt nothing but as soon as I thought it was okay, I screamed out in pain.

Sore.

Aching.

Heated.

Those were just a few words to describe how they were feeling. The heat from my chest traveled down my body and I began crying actual tears. I wasn't sad, or hurt...it was something else. It felt euphoric while painful at the same time.

Before my mind could process what was happening to me, Syn began moving. He slowly thrust deep inside of me and I moaned loudly at the new intoxicating feeling he brought into the mix. Within seconds my body was shaking and I was panting.

"Come with me," he ordered softly. At his command, I let myself go and screamed as I came. It seemed to last for a long time as mini tremors followed behind it and I could barely catch my breath.

Syn slid out of me and I relaxed into the bed knowing that he was done messing with me. Keeping that in mind, I was pissed. He spent what felt like an eternity mercilessly keeping me on the edge and it was mean.

He removed the handcuffs and my arms collapsed onto the bed. In my weak state I could no longer keep up the spell and when I removed the blindfold, I winced at the light.

Syn walked to the restroom and when he returned he had a cloth in his hand and came to me. I glared at him and crawled onto the bed on the other side. "No, don't touch me."

"I'm trying to clean you," he said sweetly.

"I'll shower." I stood up onto the ground and my legs wobbled beneath me. I almost fell to the floor but in an instant Syn caught me. His help or touch was the last thing I wanted right now but I needed it.

When I finally steadied myself, I wiggled out of his hold and walked to the restroom. I was incredibly sore almost everywhere and I groaned. I walked into the restroom and flipped on the light. My eye caught my reflection in the mirror as I noticed the bruises and hickeys everywhere. Shit.

I didn't have turtlenecks that would fit me and I was sure no matter what I wore, something was bound to show. Syn walked into the restroom and his eyes hungrily looked me up and down.

Haven't you had enough?

I rolled my eyes at him and walked to the shower to turn it on. He walked behind me and wrapped his arms around me as he laid a kiss on my shoulder. "You're upset at me?" He asked.

"Yes."

"This could've all been prevented if you followed my instructions," he pointed out.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah," I replied in a dismissive tone.

"You had a safe word."

"I forgot," I admitted.

"That's your fault."

"Ugh," I groaned. I tried to move out of his hold once again but he kept me firmly in place with his arms.

"I hope you're not too mad, you're about to be my wife soon."

I couldn't help but smile at his words and my inability to stay upset at him made me roll my eyes.

He kissed my shoulder and turned me to face him. "I more than love you, Princess. Never forget that."