[smut alert, don't read if uncomfortable.]

"Welcome, Rose..."

He said, pressing against the two parallel bricks of the wall and the more he pressed the more the fake bricks turned into two doors, he made more pressure until those doors opened wider allowing John to walk inside, "Welcome Rose, to my secret world." He stretched his hand and waited for Roselyn to walk inside.

Roselyn took one step forward, and a huge room was revealed, so many shelves from where dozens of collars were hanging over the wall, lots of ropes, and a little fridge. Roselyn wondered what could a fridge do in that room? In case people got thirsty during those "activities"?

Her gaze traveled toward all the room, different types of whips from light fabric to leather, different toys similar to the one Roselyn found in her room, and many chains. it seemed like a room of torture rather than a room for pleasure. In the center of the room stood a huge bed with very long bars.

The bed was also unusual, moreover she never saw all those objects before. Roselyn wondered if he used those against supernatural creatures when he haunted them, could that be? She remained silent as she kept traveling her gaze again and again all over the room as she scrutinized every object.

"Maybe we should start with something softer unless you changed your mind had you?" John asked but Roselyn nodded no, not because she was sure but because her curiosity always got the best of her.

"I didn't change my mind," she rectified her answer probably to convince herself rather than him as he already headed toward the wall where were hanging few ropes, he took four short ropes and headed toward Roselyn who forced herself not to frown, confused why he needed those now.

He climbed over the bed toward her and kissed her softly before slipping out her dress, Roselyn leaned closer for another kiss but John smiled at her before slightly nodding no with his head. He pinned her over the bed and ran his hand across her naked body.

"Roselyn, I've been waiting for this moment for so long..." he whispered as he gazed at her exposed body for few seconds before jumping down the bed and grabbing the ropes and bandage he kept over the wall.

John unfolded the bandage, and delicately placed it over Roselyn's eyes tiding a knot over her head.

"what are you do..." Roselyn couldn't refrain herself to giggle but soon John whispered closer to her hear, "shush, now stay still, I will show you the primrose path."

Roselyn's breath quickened and she felt her sense developing as she tried to recognize every noise, every touch she felt despite her being foldblinded.

"Climb over the top of the bed," John ordered her, she liked when he ordered her things and had full control over her and over the entire situation showing how strong and determined he was.

She climbed over the bed and sat over the pillow leaning against the wall but John nodded no with his head, "no," he murmured.

He climbed nearer her and grabbed her wrist, Roselyn felt a hard grip around her hips which brought her back to a laid position.

"Stay still." He said. She heard some rumors and a few seconds later he stretched her wrist, he was soft planting sweet kisses over her skin and Roselyn smiled as she pictured him kissing her and her vision was clear although she was foldblinded.

All of a sudden his kisses paused and Roselyn felt a rough material wrapping around her wrist letting her deduce what the rope was for. She felt a bit scared, but she couldn't go back now, it was too late.

She asked for it and now she had to adequate to her choices, he tied a tight knot over her wrist and tied it to the bar's bed then cut the remaining part of the rope with his claws to do the same thing with her other wrists.

He stared at Roselyn's naked body for few seconds before bendind over her and starting peppering delicate kisses all over her neck. His kisses never felt more delicate and passionate than they were now, maybe it was for the bandage but her head was already tilted and her back slightly bent when his kisses peppered all over her breast leaving a wet wake.

While he kissed her he worked with his fingers to brush against her naked skin, over her hips, and down toward her external thighs. Roselyn whimpered and opened her mouth in search of air.

He bent his head down and stopped to touch her for few seconds intensifying the stamina inside her as she was wondering why he stopped and what was he going to do next.

Her back arched in search of his touch and she moaned out when she felt something wet tapping against her clit into circular motions just to slightly brush against her folds and slip his fingers opening her folds wider.

Roselyn's legs which were free to move unlike her wrists, unconsciously moved but John soon placed his hands over her thighs and spread them wider as they were hindering his work.

"Don't move," John ordered her, and Roselyn leaned her back over the bed. He stood up and walked away, Roselyn could hear his footsteps and she wondered where he was going. Was he going to leave her there?

She heard the mini-fridge opening the noise of his claws tapping over the glass. He removed a glass of water filled with few ice cubes. Roselyn unconsciously tried to lift her head but before John could scold her the rope already pinned her down the bed.

His gaze traveled toward her and his eyes were sparkling as his jaw tensed, only the thought of what he was going to do to her was already driving his adrenaline out of control and euphoria made his head spin.

'Control yourself John' He whispered to himself before he lifted her legs and hips to place a towel over the bed.

The excitement of not knowing what he was doing and having to wonder what each noise was just turned Roselyn on even more and she wanted to take her bandage off but her wrists were still tied to the bed as an heavenly torture that was nothing compared to what was coming next.

John smirked, and caressed her neck with his hand admiring her flinching over and breathing out intensely, he kissed her cheek before he delicately brushed the bottom of the iced glass over her neck. Roselyn whimpered and jointed as she wasn't expecting that iciness over her neck until John kept running the cold glass' bottom over her collarbones and down her neck. Goosebumps formed all over her skin as soon as the cold glass touched her exposed skin and Roselyn moaned out.. He lifted the glass and took an ice cube with his mouth and kept it still between his lips.