Deepest Shadows Pt3/?-Last part for today:)
At this he rose and as if no time had passed from rising from the bed to where he now stood , his sweet breath was heavy on my face . Without warning he slammed me against the wall, pinning my hands above my head, fangs bared. I flinched at the pressure on my injured wrist.
“What have I told you before, sweetie?” he mocked, “Now its time you learn.”
I was frightened again , remembering all to clearly with the sting in my wrist what he did last time I was so foolish.
“I-I'm sorry!” I broke down feeling my aggressive confidents being yanked out from underneath me like a rug, “Master, I-I promise I’ll..”
“That’s not good enough,” he sneered lips against my topless flesh, then biting into my collar bone. I cried out weakly in a mixture of pleasure and horrible pain, which gave way to a rapture of sobs. He pushed into me, crushing his barely clothed pelvis into mine deliciously. I hated being used every time, but my body was loving it...and I was obvious by my now obvious need growing against the confines of my trousers.
“Stop it!” I cried, not able to break free of my Masters grip “I..” Ville smiled. Something in him changed.
“Did you miss being the focus of my attention?” He smirked withdrawing from the flesh wound in my collar, swollen lips glittering with my liquid redness. To very much my surprise and horror he slipped his hand between my legs, freeing my injured limb-
“I think you missed me very much, sweetie.” He grinned charmingly, my colour beading in the corners of what I longed to kiss.
I just moaned quietly feeling the heat resonating from within my isolated groin.
Stop it, Ville now please, no more. My eyes rolled back into my head against my will as I pushed to break away from the wall, trying to get away even with my hand now free. I knew that I didn’t truly want to escape from this, but in fact yearned for a release more sensual than from this wall.
He slipped into my garments to grip me and a sudden rush became be. My snowy cheeks flushed and my lips parted in a desire ridden sigh. I knew exactly what was to unfold. He touched me so I was powerless to resist him; he could do whatever he willed with my body and I wouldn’t have want to care.
"Do you want me to stop?” he cooed, almost dove like in contrast to his frightening bloody visage. He must have noticed the look across my face. I sucked for air hard .
“No,” rang my reply. I was at the alter of his mercy completely.
Never in my life could I have ever expected my Master to do what he proceeded to. He slithered his hand from its arousing position and unbuttoned my leathery trousers slowly with his delicate fingers.
The descending lines of my pale lean muscle lay exposed, coloured by a blossom of ink to my pelvis. His perfect nails scratched at my flesh teasingly, tracing over my tattoo with a crystal white index finger and then slid serpent like to his knees before me. He pressed his lips against that tattoo, sucking the flesh there, letting his tongue lap at my exposed skin creating heat wherever he went. Now I was a little more than aroused by this, for lack of better words. He kissed me, undressed me with his piercing eyes and caressed my hips until I couldn’t bear it any longer, and I burned for him to ignite me.
----<3 thus ends my posts for todayxx
*cookies for all*
“What have I told you before, sweetie?” he mocked, “Now its time you learn.”
I was frightened again , remembering all to clearly with the sting in my wrist what he did last time I was so foolish.
“I-I'm sorry!” I broke down feeling my aggressive confidents being yanked out from underneath me like a rug, “Master, I-I promise I’ll..”
“That’s not good enough,” he sneered lips against my topless flesh, then biting into my collar bone. I cried out weakly in a mixture of pleasure and horrible pain, which gave way to a rapture of sobs. He pushed into me, crushing his barely clothed pelvis into mine deliciously. I hated being used every time, but my body was loving it...and I was obvious by my now obvious need growing against the confines of my trousers.
“Stop it!” I cried, not able to break free of my Masters grip “I..” Ville smiled. Something in him changed.
“Did you miss being the focus of my attention?” He smirked withdrawing from the flesh wound in my collar, swollen lips glittering with my liquid redness. To very much my surprise and horror he slipped his hand between my legs, freeing my injured limb-
“I think you missed me very much, sweetie.” He grinned charmingly, my colour beading in the corners of what I longed to kiss.
I just moaned quietly feeling the heat resonating from within my isolated groin.
Stop it, Ville now please, no more. My eyes rolled back into my head against my will as I pushed to break away from the wall, trying to get away even with my hand now free. I knew that I didn’t truly want to escape from this, but in fact yearned for a release more sensual than from this wall.
He slipped into my garments to grip me and a sudden rush became be. My snowy cheeks flushed and my lips parted in a desire ridden sigh. I knew exactly what was to unfold. He touched me so I was powerless to resist him; he could do whatever he willed with my body and I wouldn’t have want to care.
"Do you want me to stop?” he cooed, almost dove like in contrast to his frightening bloody visage. He must have noticed the look across my face. I sucked for air hard .
“No,” rang my reply. I was at the alter of his mercy completely.
Never in my life could I have ever expected my Master to do what he proceeded to. He slithered his hand from its arousing position and unbuttoned my leathery trousers slowly with his delicate fingers.
The descending lines of my pale lean muscle lay exposed, coloured by a blossom of ink to my pelvis. His perfect nails scratched at my flesh teasingly, tracing over my tattoo with a crystal white index finger and then slid serpent like to his knees before me. He pressed his lips against that tattoo, sucking the flesh there, letting his tongue lap at my exposed skin creating heat wherever he went. Now I was a little more than aroused by this, for lack of better words. He kissed me, undressed me with his piercing eyes and caressed my hips until I couldn’t bear it any longer, and I burned for him to ignite me.
----<3 thus ends my posts for todayxx
*cookies for all*