Chapter Six
Rian
I’d planned on taking it easy on Luna—until she told me to f**k off. Stubborn she-devil didn’t do anything half-assed. A newbie to kink, Luna deserved better than what I’d dished out, though. She didn’t deserve the welts on her a*s I’d given her and she certainly didn’t deserve the harsh f**k that had made her come so hard she blacked out.
After quickly checking her vitals, I hurried to the bathroom, ripping off the c****m and tying it off. She lay lax over the bench, head hanging, dark tresses of hair brushing against the floor when I returned a few seconds later with a wet towel to clean her up.
Luna didn’t move, didn’t utter a sound, as I wiped between her thighs, grabbed a bottle of water from the small fridge, and untied her from the bench, slipping off her heels.
