HIS DOE HIS DAMNATION (by Vivienne) novel Chapter 164

Meadow’s POV:

This time, I didn’t argue, I didn’t defy him. I just went straight into my room to change into my underwear just like he’d asked me to.

When I stepped into the room, my chest knotted. The bed was perfectly made as if it were waiting for me, and the closet was still filled with clothes.

It was as though I hadn’t even left.

I ended up putting on a red set–panties and a bra with a garter belt. And then I threw on a matching robe and tied my hair into a high knot.

My insides were trembling.

I was calm before, but it was as if the realization that I was about to see the tether room came crashing down on me like a large bucket of ice.

And Alaric had just told me that he had rules. Rules that I was supposed to follow.

Was this supposed to be like the red room in Christian Grey and Anna’s story?

Was he going to give me a consent form to sign? A list of kinks to choose from?

I took a few deep breaths in front of the mirror, trying to calm myself down. I was ready for this. I knew I was ready from the moment Alaric took me to his sex club and I saw… things. I knew it from the moment I saw that woman crawl on the floor toward her master–Alaric’s partner. I wanted to be her. I wanted Alaric to praise me the way he always did when I was a good girl and punish me when I was bad.

However, I knew that this was going to be different. Alaric could feel me, and now, he was slowly getting his sense of touch back after so many years of holding back.

He was going to feel everything.

Warmth rushed all the way to my core and I rubbed my thighs together unconsciously. I stepped out of the bathroom and made my way out of the room and toward Alaric’s.

My heart pounded hard against my ribcage, and just as I was about to turn the doorknob open, I felt him behind

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“You spent longer than I thought you would,” he murmured. His breath was unusually cold against my neck as he wrapped an arm around my waist, pulling me back so my back was against his front. “Are you alright?”

“Yes,” I answered almost immediately, grimacing when he froze against me. “Just a little nervous, that’s all.”

“Hmm,” Alaric hummed, fingers drifting down from my stomach toward the hem of my panties. “I might have the solution for your nerves.” And then he rocked his lower half against my ass, eliciting a gasp from me, and an even louder one when he pressed a wet kiss on the skin of my neck.

It was cold. So cold.

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“Why is your mouth so cold?” I breathed shakily.

Alaric’s only response was to let out an amused breath and turn me around to face him. That was when I noticed the cup filled with ice in his other hand.

My breath hitched. “Alaric-”

He cut me off by crashing his mouth against mine and lifting me up with one hand. I sighed in relief, wrapping my thighs around his waist as he walked us into his room. Butterflies fluttered in my stomach, and my core pulsed for him. For his touch.

For his cock.

“Fuck,” Alaric breathed huskily as he snatched his mouth away from mine. “Four, three, two, one.”

My brows drew together in confusion. “What are you talking…” I trailed off when Alaric’s eyes darkened and he looked past me for a second.

At the door that was behind me.

He just gave me the code to the tether room.

I heaved a sigh, feigning annoyance. “Should I be upset that the code is so easy and I never could figure it out?” I asked. “I thought it would be something more… mysterious.”

He only smirked in response. For a second, his eyes filled with concern. “Are you sure you’re ready for this, Meadow?”

Something thick lodged in my throat and I swallowed hard.

I was ready.

Of course, I was. And I was going to prove it to him.

I didn’t say another word to him, I just turned around and made my way to the door. It was dark and unmarked, glaring at me like it was annoyed that I was about to open it.

I pushed the keypad cover up, and then slowly, I pressed the buttons. The doors slid open, and Alaric stepped forward, taking my hand in his.

“Before we go in,” he said quietly, “You need to understand something.”

His voice changed, and went a little deeper.

“In there, you don’t have to be strong. You don’t have to pretend.” He stroked my cheek with his thumb. “The tether room isn’t about punishment or pain. It’s about surrender. About letting me see everything you’ve been holding back.”

My breath hitched, eyes fluttering. “Everything?”

He smirked, nodding. “Everything.

I hesitated. The major purpose of Alaric having a room like this was so he could get himself overstimulated

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enough to feel. The room was created for him.

But it seemed things were about to change.

“Why do you even call it the tether room?” I asked.

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