Abigail
His cum was still warm in my mouth when I reached into the black box.
I should have hesitated. The bastard had just whipped my ass raw and it stung so bad. I should curse at him and walk out of there but I needed to cum so bad.
I pulled a black card out of the box. Oh, oh shit.
Thalia came closer to read the dare written on it aloud. "I dare you to… let your partner use ice on your body however he pleases and NOT CUM? Oh my gosh, you're so screwed."
"I have to see that," Perseus said, already moving toward the bar to fetch some ice from the cooler. "You two are the most interesting folks we've played this game with, right, Thalia?"
Ares said nothing.
He just looked at me with those scorching green eyes, a stupid smirk on his lips. I was in serious trouble. He crossed to the nearest station in the room and returned with the leather restraint straps, running them through his fingers.
Then he nodded toward the padded bench in the center of the room.
