**Trigger warning** Reason: Knife Play
He watches the tears fill her eyes as she runs for the door not realizing he's already barred it shut, forcing her to turn and face him as he walks towards her ***ied knife in hand with the dark red liquid dripping down my chest as she submits to the *** and Read more…pleasure she knows will soon follow. Just less than 4 months ago she was an innocent, smart and upstanding woman. Holding her head high in glamor and intelligence. Now she's dropping her head in obedience knowing that she is now owned and soon to be used..
“Don't be scared pretty flower” he whispers as he walks up to her slowly, softly brushing her hair out of the way of her frightened eyes, reassuring her not to *** him and only to obey. “I promise to take care of you, as long as you don't try and run” he says staring deep past the tears and sweat into her brown widened eyes. Her hands pressed firmly on the wall behind her trying to support herself back onto her legs to stand In Front of him. He walks closer now standing right in front of her looking down as her legs shake in *** as she can feel the warm *** from his chest drip down her neck and the cold steel of the knife gently graze her hip. Lowering his head smiling he softly whispers in her ear for her to follow him as he turns and walks back into the dark and up the stairs of the old Victorian house that he lives in. The walls tattered and old with ***tings of people whose faces are distorted and worn with age. She follows him up the dark stairs watching him stand at the top leaning on the post in his loose shirt and dark hair covering the top half of his face, *** still dripping down his chest and down the cross pendent he is wearing. As she reaches the top of the stairs she looks around and out of the large window looking out onto the garden before she feels a warm touch on her sharp waist. With a sharp gasp and sudden chills she turns to see her capture standing tall above her, a slight smile growing across his face as his other hand b lines for her neck, the roughness of his hands almost grazing the skin of her beautiful body as he pushed her to the wall and holds her there with content she was both ready for.. and yet ***ing.
The heavy thud as her body hits the wall shakes the house and the gasp of air that leaves her body blows the dark hair just out of his eyes so she can see his dark brown almost blackened eyes fill with devilish temptation as he raises the knife to her neck and lowers his other hand down to her underwear. “Be good for me and don't scream.”
His warm *** covered hand slides down past her underwear as the knife he firmly grips pressed against her neck cutting the amount of air she can take. The *** fills her heart but her brain doesn't want her to move, almost as though she wants this to happen. His fingers steadily making their way down onto her already soaking clit, she tries to hide the slight whimpers as his fingers run small circles around her wet clit focusing on making sure she can't fight it.
She grows louder and louder as he gains s***d and leans in and kisses her. She wants to fight it but doesn't and without thinking kisses him back, he leans back confused as he wasn't expecting her to do the same. Before she has a chance to catch her breath he lunges back in kissing her again and pushing his fingers deep into her wet pussy, her body jolting as she moans out loud and he tells her “be quiet or my grip on this knife might get tighter” as he pushed the knife harder down onto her neck, she nods obediently feeling his cock grow hard against her. It almost makes her grow a smile but she fights it so as not to cause any problems, but it's too late, he's seen her tight skin stretch into a smile.
She looks down trying to avoid eye contact but he moves his hand away from her pussy and lifts her chin to make eye contact. He held the contact for a few seconds to take in her beautiful face before turning her around and ripping her clothes off like some sort of wild dog. She gasps and cries out as he grabs the back of her neck and bends her over the handrail of the old stairs and picks up the knife.
She cries out as he carves the word ‘slut’ across her lower back and his name across her waiting ass. “Give me your fucking arms” he says grabbing both her wrists and tying them around the rail so she can't escape him. The *** grows as she hears his belt buckle drop and the bottoms of his black shirt come undone behind her, with nothing she can do.. she submits and takes a deep breathe knowing what follows will be nothing short of sexual ***.
She feels him drop and bury his face into her behind and stick his tongue deep into her pulsing pussy still covered in *** from his fingers as he swirls her clit with his tongue. She gasps and moans in pleasure and *** as he repeatedly slaps her ass while he digs her tight hole out with his tongue making sure she feels every movement and swirl of his warm wet tongue.
It doesn't take long before she feels a warm flush come over her body and her eyes light up, her tone raises and he feels her start to shake starting from the bottom of her legs moving up her body as if a sharp cold breeze had moved up her body “cum for me slut” he says in a deep croaky voice “ye-yes” she whimpers as her hands the handrail and her head throws back. She screams out as she starts shaking and thrashing about, knowing she can't escape makes the erotica of it all so much sweeter. He tastes the sweet taste of her precious cum drip down his throat and chin as he licks the last of her nectar from her warm thighs before standing up and undoing her restraints, he grabs her hand and pulls her up the next flight of stairs but with her legs not being able to support she falls. “Ugh fine” he says before picking her up in his arms, his *** covered chest now mixed with sweat and her cum.
He takes her to a room at the end of the long hallway with a dark red door. She ***s what may be on the other side but she does not fight. On the other side of the door she sees a dark desk and large black bed with dark red sheets, large posts and d***s making it look like the bed of a king from long ago. He walks her over and throws her down onto the bed before walking back to the door and closing it, locking it as it closes. She crawls back into the bed as he turns around pulling his shirt off revealing the sweat and *** dripping down his abs and vline and finally going down past his dick to his thighs. She feels the same familiar feeling of *** and excitement come over her as he crawls onto the bed and is now hovering over her. They do nothing but stare at each other for a moment before he again kisses her soft warm lips as his chains dangle down onto her chest, his rings cold on her cheek as he holds her head in his hands. his hands slowly separating her legs so he can slide his way between them, his hard throbbing cock brushing against her wet pussy through his boxers. “Please” she whispers, and with a smile he leans up revealing that he had chained her hands above her head while kissing her but she was to taken over by the feelings to realize.
He slowly pulls out his thick veiny dick dripping with excitement as he reaches for the knife and used it to cut what clothes she still has on off her body not caring if it hurts her. She flinches as the sharp blade catches her skin drawing *** but he does not blink an eye. He then sticks the knife deep into the wooden frame of the bed shaking the whole thing and looking her deep in the eyes before getting his belt and putting it around her neck choking her slightly but not enough to make her pass out “I want you to hurt, and also fall in love with the feeling of me inside you, for demons are the only ones who can hate and hurt, but I am no angel so I will meet in the middle” hearing this only fuels her body with writhe and excitement as he leans up and rubs the tip of his dick on her warm pussy feeling the warm liquid lubricate his cock. She moans as loud as she can with the belt restricting her ability to make sound, the realization that she can't moan to her extent and just has to sit and watch as he uses her tight body as his toy.
She stares into his eyes as he thrusts into her, whimpering with each movement, every slight twitch and flinch only fueling his body, his hands run all over her body as he picks up the pace and fucks deeper and deeper making her squirm and her eyes roll back, his hands grabbing every inch of her body before slapping her pretty face leaving a nice hand print across her face, tears forming in her eyes only push him to go harder.
She feels him loosen the restraints and turn her over and raise her ass up as tho she's presenting herself to him “beg.” He says “wha-what?” She whimpers ***fully “beg for my dick like the dirty little slut you know you are, or I'll keep you here and use you again and again” “please” she says “do better.” He says “please baby fuck me” she cries out “that's a good girl” he says as he slowly sticks his cock back into her watching her gasp and lunge forward as his thick dick pushes into her. He removes the belt as to hear her sweet moans fill the halls of the house, she moans louder and louder as he fucks her senseless. Each time his body hits hers she forgets more and more of why she was here in the first place and soon her mind is flooded with his voice and the feelings of his body on hers. Slowly he's turning her into the perfect fuck toy.
He reaches around and grabs her race putting one finger in her mouth and pulling her head back to kiss her and saying “moan into my mouth, your moans belong to me” he starts to fuck her harder as he feels her start to shake again this time stronger than before. Her sweet moans getting louder and louder as his grip on her her tightens and with the other hand rubbing her clit from underneath while he rails her from behind. Before long her head throws back again screaming out this time “FUCK IM CUMMING” she shouts out as her whole body is taken over with pure pleasure as her pussy fulls with cum and leaks down onto the bed. Her head drops but she hears him start laughing “why do you laugh?” She asks, “it's funny that you think just because you're done I am.” He says, after hearing that her eyes widen with *** before his hand pushes her face down into the pillow and he pushes himself into her again. This time more aggressive than last time, her hands still chained to the bedframe rocking the bed as he wrecks her perfect hole. His breathing picking up pace in her ear. His sweaty hair brushing against her neck and the sweat from his neck dripping down her back.
His whimpers and groans growing louder as she prepares herself for his warm cum. “Fuuuck” he groans out as her eyes clench shut as he pushes himself all the way in this time moaning out loud as his hot load fills her tight pussy overflowing it and dripping out of her mixing with her own cum on the bed. She falls down as though lifeless on the bed as he laughs and gets down and licks the cum off her pussy making her flinch and moan again but this time he doesn't keep going, he cleans the cum out of the corner of his mouth and walks out the room “sleep well princess, and get used to this. Because you belong to me now” before closing the door and leaving.
The next morning she wakes up to the hard warm feeling of his body pressed against hers with his arms wrapped around her asleep, his head resting on her shoulder as she feels a sudden relaxation come over her looking at him so at peace. When she should hate and *** him she can't help but feel a sudden and curious attraction to the dark haired man holding her in his warm embrace. She knows she should take this chance to try and escape but instead she just.. doesn't. She lays into his body and closes her eyes forgetting the things he done to her, forgetting the strange place she's in, and the knife still sat on the side table.
She wakes up yet again in bed with the man but this time she wakes up to find him sat at the edge of the bed just staring at the floor, she notices the scars on his back. Her Shaky hand reaches forward towards his back trying to run her hand along his scars “don't.” He says as he turns and grabs her hand. “Don't touch them” he says as he gets up and walks to the dresser. She sits up and watches as he starts to get dressed reminding her that she is also still naked. “Oh of course I'm sorry my dear” he says before reaching into the wardrobe and pulling out a dark red flared dress with lace straps and a frilled outline, “this should fit”.
“Thank you, it's beautiful” she says to him while he says nothing and keeps getting dressed, “it belonged to the only women in my life that made me feel like I belonged, but she's gone now. And you'll do good to not talk about her, or make me talk about her again.” She nods quietly and puts the dress on standing in front of the mirror admiring the dress. She turns to see him staring at her from the dresser “you look.. beautiful.” Her cheeks warm up as he walks up to her and brushes the back of his knuckles on her cheek “stunning” he states as he stares into her eyes. “You know you're not leaving me or this place don't you?” He asks her “yes” she says “that's my girl” he says back. Walking back to the dresser he senses something is wrong and turns back to face her. “You're not thinking of running are you?” He says “no. Never.” She replied, he walks back over to her brushing her hair with his hand leaning in and biting her neck sinking his teeth in before leaning up and whispering in her ears “lier” a cold shiver shoots down her spine as she freezes and can do nothing but sit and wait ***ing what he may do.
“ I'm sorry” she pleads as he just stares. Quietly, not saying anything as he walks over too the door and locks it. “Prove it” he says “ too stunned to speak she simply sits back onto the bed and waits for him to come over. Slowly he walks over and stand In Front of her towering above and looking down on her eager face. “You want it?” He asks staring into her hypnotized eyes. “Mhm” she whimpers back. “Then take it” he tells her “for as you are mine I am yours” he claims. She slowly takes off his belt and pulls down his trousers “good girl” he says as she stares up at him pulling his boxers down watching his hard cock throb as it brushes against her lips. Pre cum now dripping from his dick as she slowly jerks him off, still looking into his eyes as he leans against the wall next to the bed while she makes his cock throb. She starts to jerk him faster, his moans growing more and more intense as the sweet pleasure of her warm hands wrapped around his dick grows tighter. “Fuck baby that feels so good. Keep going just like that” her mouth getting sloppier and sloppier as she gags on his thick cock