Kyle rubs his hands over your thighs, checking that the ropes that kept you tied to the chair as he went. "What's your safe word?"
"Retail therapy." You answer automatically, which makes Kyle smile at you. The guestroom had been stripped of all furniture, the windows covered, the environment specifically designed to mentally challenge you.
"I have thirty minutes to use any of your greens to get information out of you." Kyle explains as he stands up and places a tender kiss on your forehead. "If you break, you get put in chastity for a week, and if you win, we give you whatever you want." He continues, stroking your face softly. "You ready to begin?"
"Yes, I'm ready." You lean up and kiss him softly, nuzzling your nose to his. Once the kiss ended, Kyle stepped back and grips your face.
"You want to tell me what you know?" Kyle demands, eyes hardening as he looks at you. You squirm under that cold gaze, keeping your mouth shut as he stares at you. "Oh, alright. Fine by me." Kyle walks out of the room, leaving you alone in the room. You squirm from the cold air of the room on your naked skin, acutely aware of the clock ticking behind you. The clock that you couldn't see.
It was a while before Kyle came back with a tray of ice cubes, a candle, and a blind fold. Your breath hitched slightly as he approached, slipping the blindfold over your eyes. You were plunged into darkness, the already bare room now gone from your view.
Just as soon as his hands were there, they were gone, and you could hear the flick of his lighter. The wax would take a while to start melting, but Kyle didn't start with the ice, not yet. His feather light touch on your thigh makes you jump, goosebumps blooming across your skin.
"Just tell me what I need to know, Y/N. Who ate the last of my snacks, huh? The ones I hid all the way in the back of the pantry." You knew exactly what snacks he was talking about. The chocolate panda cookies you and Johnny had stolen and split between the two of you like greedy kids. Now you were paying the price for it.
You could rat out your partner in crime, but the chastity belt threat looms over your mind. You knew he would get punished, too, but was it worth a week in chastity? Kyle's hand cups your crotch, chuckling a little at how hard you jump at the sudden contact.
It wasn't worth it, you decided, whimpering when an ice cube finally kisses your skin. He swirls it slowly across your stomach, creeping it closer to your hardened nipples. He circles the sensitive nubs slowly, pressing the cube flat for a few seconds to see you squirm. Just as you got used to the cold, the painful bite of it teasing your skin, a burning hot drop of wax splashes over your nipple.
You arch in the chair, pulling at your restraints with a gasp as several more splashes shower down onto your cold flesh. You wriggle slightly as he trails the wax down your stomach, before replacing it with the ice cube once again.
"Look at you.. This wax is perfect on your skin." He purrs, carefully peeling a portion of dried wax off of your tummy. Your muscles twitch under his hands when he rubs the ice cube around your bellybutton. "So jumpy and sensitive."
Kyle's body heat evaporates from beside you, making you whimper unconsciously as you turn to search for him. He knew how much watching him, looking at him, mattered to you in moments like this. Instead, he left you plunged into darkness and uncertainty as he grabbed a vibe and nestles it between your thighs.
Your breath hitches in surprise, whining softly when he turns the vibe on a low setting and leave it. Just teasing, slowly whirring away as he hovered the candle over you again.
Each little drip worked away at your resolve, and you wondered if a week of chastity would really be that bad. The next drop of wax lands just above your crotch, your hips jumping erratically as if that could free you.
"Do you want to tell me now? Or should I start putting some ice down here..." He presses an ice cube just above the vibe, listening to you cry out. Water gushes down his fingers as the cube melts, dribbling down his knuckles and the toy. "No? Hmm, well, I have plenty more cubes."
A sob hitches your chest as he slowly presses another cube between your legs, rubbing up and down the sensitive skin. Your hot flesh melted the cubes quickly, but not quickly enough to give you proper relief.
You sob as he drips wax across your thighs. The wax dribbles down the inner parts, teasing your crotch with the possibility of warmth. You can't keep track of each drop of wax or how many ice cubes were pushed between your legs. You can't keep track of the time. If you just gave in now, Kyle would stop... You could just tell him what he wants to hear and this would all be over -
"Kyle, that's the end. Y/N won." The blindfold is carefully slid off your face, Kyle smiling down at you with pride.
"You did it, baby. You outlasted me." He praises as he cradles your face gently. "Let's get you untied." Price comes up behind him, going to your side and starting to untying you.
"Good job, Y/N..." He coos as he kisses your neck, getting your hazy gaze. He'd give you your reward when you came back down to reality. For now, Kyle started a hot bath for you, and Price gently carries you to the bathroom.
