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."
"I won't call you Sir! Do whatever you want, but you'll get no respect from me!"
I smiled dangerously and moved closer, gripping the sides of her neck in my powerful hands. My eyes locked on hers, my other hand ever so gently caressing the sensitive nub and the top of her wet recently fucked folds. Her face changed from pale white to red, then began to darken. Just as her eyes began to droop, I released the pressure.
Her wetness was heavier, thicker. I brought my glistening finger to her lips, "You can't hide the way your body responds to me, Kitty."
"You depraved monster!"
"Your body tells me that monsters arouse you, Kitty," my voice is gentle and amused. I glide my fingertips ever so gently over her soft flesh, carefully avoiding the most erogenous and sensitive spots. She squirms from my touch, which only fuels my interest.
I lifted her small frame off the hook easily and she resumed struggling. Her body twisting, kicking and squirming hard. She challenges me to keep her in my grip, and I smile. It had been too long since I'd taken a woman with so much vigor.
Within a few long strides, I reach a raised wooden table adorned with holes at the periphery. I pin her down, straddling her and using my weight to control her, while I fasten her restrained wrists and ankles to the board with more rough rope. The rope encircles her wrists and ankles, already showing red marks that are worsening with her struggles.
Defeated. I see a lone tear escape her eye and trickle down the side of her face.
"Kitty, do you see now that this will not be over soon? It will be what you make of it, but I assure you that in surrender, you will find a new peace."
"I will not!"
I leaned down and kissed her left eye, the salty tear and the taste of her lingering on my tongue as I continued to kiss her gently, lovingly down her neck. And then across her collar bone, circling her breasts as my kisses grew harder and the circles smaller.
Reaching her left nipple, I suck it into my wet mouth hard, flicking it with my tongue against my teeth.
"Stop trying to make me enjoy this and just use me! What is wrong with you!?" She was screaming now, her composure completely gone with the feeling of hopelessness in her restrained state settling in.
I repeat with her right breast, this time licking and biting. Savoring the feeling of her flesh in my mouth, I could feel my heart rate increasing and my blood heating with desire. Keeping my breath steady and remaining in the moment, I do not rush to enjoy my own satisfaction.
Traveling down, I leave a trail of glistening saliva on her belly. I moved my mouth to the inside of her thigh, just above her knee. To show that she hadn't lost all her spunk, she swung her knee towards my face. I catch it just in time.
Taking out more rope, I spread her thighs and restrain them against the board, crushing one more hope, one more sliver of freedom.
I slowly work my way up her thigh, biting harder, kissing softly, sometimes gentler with my teeth then sucking and lingering until I was sure to leave a mark.
Then, finally, I slip my tongue between the folds of her lips. The pungent smell of her arousal and the cum from being fucked not long before filled my nostrils. My tongue found her clit, and I ever so gently and softly licked it. Enough to make her squirm, not enough to make her cum.
"What is wrong with you? Don't you know I'm still full of cum?"
