I leaned against the cool façade of the skyscraper. How long had it been since the glass gleamed with light, and the whole city lighting the sky so that you couldn't see the stars? Not so long as it felt. My breathing is slow and controlled. Even now, following the breath, the slight bite from the chill spring air is noticeable as the days warmed and softened with moisture.
As her red hair whipped to the side, and her light green eyes passed over me, I knew she wouldn't see me as she checked her surroundings before entering the building. I knew from experience that my stillness would make me nearly invisible to my prey.
This building would have a generator to supply the building with electricity. Expensive and challenging to keep running, only the barest necessities would be powered. The gang holding this building wasn't the most powerful, but they were organized and careful.
My target had been busy. She'd found something of value that many of these men with some power wanted, and she created for herself some sliver of control in a world where there was little left to be had. She'd operated independently, never getting entangled with a clan that had too much reach. She'd proven herself to be very skilled and adept. She was in high demand. The way her slim, athletic, petite body moved drew my eye and radiated unmistakable sexual energy.
She was captivating and arousing, and soon I'd make her mine.
She began to regain consciousness, strung up in the building I'd claimed as my own. An old brick apartment building that never got much attention. It was easy to keep secure and not overly difficult to heat when needed.
The apartment building was mostly full now as I'd taken my own sliver of control within the city. The twelve stories of apartments populated with my people. Men and women bound to me by loyal bond.
I inspected her closely. Fair skin catching the flickering light from the candles, there were red marks on her neck and breasts that had just begun to purple. I trace my fingers along the line of her chin. Then down to her neck, circling the mark where a man has just recently been biting her with vigor. Down her shoulder, along her collar bone, and broad circles around her breasts.
Again, more marks. She'd had a rough night, and my mind wandered from the present, a rare deviation, imagining her sexy body clutched tight and his teeth biting into her skin. I could feel my own excitement rising. My finger traced slowly down past her navel, then over a tightly trimmed patch of strawberry hair.
Between the folds of her labia was a distinct glistening, more dripping down the inside of her thigh. An unconscious moan escaped her soft red lips, as my finger ever so gently brushed up the inside of her thigh, the smell of sex beginning to thicken in the air.
Her eyes fluttered, and I watched her reactions intently. Her arms were over her head, rope binding her wrists and dangling her from a hook in the ceiling. Her toes were just barely off the old wooden floor. It was only a split second before she began to struggle.
She twisted. She tried kicking with her ankles bound together.
She screamed. I smiled.
"Who the fuck are you?"
"Sir, to you."
She spit. I chuckled.
"Such a dirty mouth, and from what I hear so very skilled."
"Is that what you want? Use me or let me please you and then let me go, dammit!"
"You're mine now."
"You won't have my mind."
I looked at her with my piercing blue eyes. I'd heard they were intimidating before, intense. Eyeing her with amusement, enjoying her challenge.
"We'll see. I've heard that before. Either way, I'll have use of you."
Her eyes locked to mine, unwavering as I reached down to her thigh and scooped semen from her earlier activities onto my finger and slowly brought it to my lips. Sucking it into my mouth, I savored the sweet and savory mix of this man's semen. "You've been quite a busy woman. From now on, you'll answer to your name, Kitty."
"My name is Ally!"
"Be good, Kitty, and you'll find I can be kind, caring and fair ..."
"Do your fucking worst, you animal. Trust me, it will be nothing new."
"No doubt you've experienced abuse; to have survived as you have, you've proven yourself strong and intelligent. I don't expect you to surrender easily -- besides that wouldn't be very fun now, would it?" My voice is soft and my eyes are hungry, pulling my thoughts back to the moment as they'd begun to wander to the sounds of the screams she'd soon be making and demands to stop.
"Kitty?"
No response.
I grabbed a leather flogger from the wall, the tassels thin and long, the weight of it satisfying in my hand. It whistled in the air before the multitude of leather ends whipped against her pale ass. To her credit, she didn't give me the satisfaction of hearing her call out in pain.
I reached for her ass and gently caressed it, and moved my finger lightly across the folds of her still wet labia.
"Kitty?"
No response.
Again, I hit her with the flogger, and again. Her body sways with the impact, the leather cracking against her soft, fair flesh. Red marks quickly become visible. I repeated the whipping three more times before sliding my finger deeper inside her, noticing evidence of her arousal growing.
I chuckled, "Does Kitty need pain to experience real satisfaction? You're mine, and I'll learn all of you."
I whipped her with the flogger at a furious pace, around and around, this time eliciting a moan.
"Stop! Just fuck me and get it over with already. You can have me, I won't struggle."
"We've only made two rules, Kitty. You'll address me as Sir, and you'll answer to Kitty. When you start following the rules, you'll be rewarded."
