"Ferocious little bitch, aren't you?" He whispered in her ear. Her breathing becoming deeper. Her head turned. He didn't like that her eyes were closed, "Open your eyes, you filth." When she ignored the command, he hit her thigh, with the rod. She whimpered and opened her eyes. "That's right, now, you WILL keep them open." She stared at him with hate, and something else, laid beneath. "Oh, I see it in your eyes, bitch. You want this." He smiled sadistically.
She spit in his face. "Fuck you." She said, though her voice was laced with want.
"You'll pay for that one, my pet." She wriggled against her restraints. She was helpless. He was going to have his way with her, whether she wanted it or not. Moreover, what was creepy to her, was that she did
want
it. "You're a piece of shit." She growled.
"Yes, yes." He dismissed her comment with a wave of his hand. He was preoccupied with trailing the rod up her inner thigh. It had a cold touch, but then again, heat
was
radiating off her body, from the want. He hit her inner thigh lightly, but hard enough to receive a growl from this woman that he wanted to take. She was fully naked, and tied up. '
Helpless
, just how I imagined it.' He smirked to himself. He loved her. In addition, he finally had her, after all these years. Her hazel eyes boring into his own dark chocolate ones. He could see every imperfection on her body, but it was beautiful. Every scar, every mark. Oh how he loved scars. Her body was betraying her. Her clit swollen, her nipples hard, and her juices a-flowing. He took his belt, and ran it across her stomach. She felt the studs, and goose bumps formed all over her olive toned skin.
She closed her eyes, as if to think. He hit her pussy repeatedly with the studded belt; her screams could be heard throughout the house as he hit her hardened nipples. "Bastard." She screeched, with her teeth clenched.
He grabbed her throat, "I've had enough of your talk, Samera." She spit in his face once more. Wiping it away, he shoved the rod in her vagina. Tears started to spill from her eyes because of the pain. Her breasts rose and fell.
"Please, I'm sorry, take it out. I won't do it again." She begged. However, he didn't listen, for he was mesmerised by her beautiful breasts.
When he finally came to, he took it out and said, "Maybe you'll think twice before spitting on me, now won't you?"
She nodded a frightened nod. "Yes." She said in a small voice barely audible. He held the rod up to her face, against her cheek.
"You see this? This is from you. You're body is betraying you, my sweet." He licked the rod. She turned her head. "Just give in, and it will be easier." He said as he walked away from his bed, to find something else within his room to torture her. "Ah, how about this? Hmm?" She looked in his direction. "Would you like this, Samera?"
She looked on in shock. "No, please no. I beg of you." Her eyes wide with fear.
"Beg of me, do you?" He put the device down and went to her. "You will be begging
for
me, by the time I'm done with you."
Her lips were parted, and he made the mistake of trailing a finger from her nose to her bottom lip. He let it linger too long and in her mouth, he was. She bit down as hard as she could. His eyes grew wide. Snarling he said, "Now, you've done it." However, the weird thing was, was that she was now sucking on his finger. He pulled it out of her mouth to realise that it was bleeding. "You made me bleed." She was smirking, probably the only smirk she would have this night. Consequently, he struck her across the face.
Her lip was busted and now bleeding. "Happy, now you made
me
bleed." She said before she sucked on her bottom lip, closing her eyes. Only for them to be ripped open because of the siring pain that was at her core. Ramming the rod in her further, made her cry out and her back arched.
"What did I tell you about closing your eyes?" He grabbed her jaw, "Huh!" He took out the rod. "I was lost."
"Lost in what? The feeling of being pleasured, by me?" He smiled, because he knew he was right. "I never knew you liked blood." She stared hard at the ceiling. "Imagine my surprise. You can be a devious one, can't you, my love?" He said after twisting one of her already hardened nipples.
"
Don't
call me
your love
. I am no where
near
your love
." She howled. "Oh, but you are."
Her knees were bent and her leg restraints were a bit looser just in case he needed more room. He climbed on top of her. Thinking fast, she kneed him in his balls. He keeled over. After he recovered, there was a fire in his eyes. Her breathing becoming thin and heavy. She knew she had made a mistake; he choked her, to the point of her passing out. Smacking her made her come out of this little,
'
Coma.
'
He captured her mouth with his own. However, she didn't respond. He had to get her to open her mouth so he, seeing, as his mouth was bigger than hers was, covered her mouth and nose with his, and sucked all the air out of her lungs, making her open her mouth wider. "That's better, my pet."
Exploring her mouth with his tongue, she bit down. Anything to make him stop. Though, it only made him moan into her mouth. And she let out a growl. That's when he turned, into... this, this beast. He started biting her all over her body. She was giving in, and that wasn't supposed to happen, she was stronger than... "Oooh." She moaned. He was sucking on her inner thigh, while fingering her, with his pointer and middle finger. He couldn't see, but her eyes were rolling in the back of her head, with pleasure.
Then, he attached his mouth to her clit, sucking, nibbling and biting. Her breathing becoming more rapid, eyes hooded. He hit her stomach, "Keep those eyes open, sugar." He said as he noticed how she was reacting.
She could feel him smirking, and he had a reason to. He knew what he was doing to her. This was how it was supposed to work out, or so... That's what
he
thought. She was fighting, again. "How can you keep fighting, my love?" His interest peeked.
"Because, this isn't how it's supposed to work out. This isn't how you're supposed to be treating me." She said, calmly.
"Ah, but look, my sweet. Look what it's doing to you. As I've said, you WILL beg for me." He reflected as he pinched her clit, just right. He was now making love bites all over her legs and untied one arm. "If you make a move to do anything remotely resembling escape, there will be hell for you, my pet." He said as he caressed her cheek. He took her arm in his hands, and sucked on her wrist.
She tried not to give in, but damn, it was hard. Especially with him knowing what to do to her, wasn't helping. She was staring at his posters, averting her eyes, not to look at him, because if she did, she would come unlaced.
And
, she was still fighting. He bit down hard on her wrist. And she cried out. "That fucking hurt, you prick!" She looked fiercely at his mouth.
Watching his lips mouth to form words, but not hearing them. "You fucking cunt!" He spit with bane. He took his knife from his pant leg pocket and cut her wrist, sucking the blood. Her wrist already torn from her trying to get out of the restraints, the blood wasn't making it better. He yet again, bit into her flesh, like a cannibal feeding on the human body. All very arousing to her, but she tried her best not to show it. "I know what you're trying to do, my sweet and it's not working very well." He said.
"You fucking sadistic piece of shit!" She screamed the best she could, her vocals giving out on her.
