Alice Pov::
He had left the door slightly open, as if teasing me to jump out of bed and run to freedom. He was showing he had control, but I didn’t need to move an inch to remember that the chain would hold me there if I tried to move at all. I just stared at it, empty and processing what he said.Pain. Pleasure. The idea was something new. I wanted to recoil from it. Before this, my life had been dull and simple. I went to work. Went home. I didn’t have anyone to talk to. A few online friends that wouldn’t think twice about me going missing. I wanted to recoil. I wanted to run, but I was always smarter than that.You didn’t grow up where I grew up with the looks I had without being smart. I was sure that was something he didn’t know. I had to grow up running, and I learned to find ways out of sticky situations. I was snapped out of my thoughts, looking at him with head still pounding as he carried two bags. Fear rose up in me, but so did curiosity.If he wanted to hurt me, then he would have already. I reasoned, allowing curiosity to take over. There was no expression on his face, but those dark, piercing eyes promised mischief still. I had ached to see what mischief they held, but I had never expected this. He sat them down at the small table with its chair.It was the only other furniture in the room. I scooted back closer to the headboard that was chaining me so that I had more room to move, and my hand brushed a thin pillow. I gave him an odd look. It was a comfort he hadn’t a need to give me. He pulled out a bottle of water and popped open some Tylenol, handing them to me.“For that pounding head of yours. It had to be done, but no reason for you to suffer.” He said, and I wanted to scoff at him.This mysterious man had brought me here to ‘train me’, and it was ludicrous to think that he didn’t want me to suffer. He popped the water bottle, cracking the lid for me as he gave it to me. I took the medicine and water almost greedily, gulping half of it down before I came to my senses. My stomach growled, and he smiled at me. He went to the bag, opening it up and the smell made my stomach growl louder. He started to pull out Chinese food. It was almost comical, but my growling stomach wouldn’t let me find it humorous for long.“I thought you’d like take out.” He said, and he went to me, pulling a key from his breast pocket and unclicking the chain from the collar. I noticed the leather collar stayed on. He sat on the bed.“Don’t get up yet.” He said. I looked at the door, and his gaze slid to where mine was. There was a small, arrogant smile curving his lips.“You think you can outrun me, Alice?” He said softly and with more familiarity than I would have liked him to have with me. I bristled instantly. I couldn’t run with him having that much warning. I knew I wouldn’t get far.“No.” I said simply.“Sir.” He corrected. “No, sir.” He said, and I said nothing.He moved quicker than I expected, pulling me to him, and I started to fall from the kneeling position that I was into, falling into his lap. He had me bent over his knees in no time, and to my surprise I felt something hard against my naval. He’s hard. It slammed into me so hard it made my eyes widen, making me squirm on his lap. I don’t know what I expected, but it hit deep to think that he was getting off seeing me like this. Of course he’s getting off. I thought bitterly before my thoughts were interrupted.Thwack. It echoed in the room, and my ass burned as I jumped on his lap, but he had me easily pinned down with his other hand resting on the small of my back. What he had just did sunk in slowly.“You will learn respect, and if I must treat you like a child before I treat you like a woman to do so, then you will be treated as such.” He said before his hand rose again to hit my other ass cheek, and pain sprung up in the shape of his hand.I was sure that there were red handprints marring my pale bottom by now, and I couldn’t help it. I hadn’t been spanked in years. I had never let a lover touch me like this, and even so they would have been gentler than his calloused hands raining down smack after smack on me despite my cries. I could feel him twitching against my stomach, obviously taking great joy in my situation. There wasn’t a part of my ass that wasn’t burning by the time I settled down and he stopped.“Now, say it again.” He said softly, but there was almost a growl in his voice. I realized then that this man certainly was a devil. He couldn’t be reasoned with, and I tried to remember what had caused this in the first place. All I could do was concentrate on the burning of my ass.“Alice, answer me or it will be with my belt next time.” He hissed, and the idea startled me. I couldn’t imagine a belt after what his hand could do.“No, Sir.” I cried out, as if I couldn’t get the words out fast enough. Still his hand held me down, but the pressure eased away.“Would you like food, Alice?” He asked me, almost taunting. I could tell that he was aching for me to disobey again, but I wasn’t going to let it happen.“Yes, Sir.” I said, and my voice cracked more than I would have liked. He let me up, gently helping me stand as he crossed over to the table to give me the food. Chicken and broccoli. Fried rice. Vegetable not pork. A shrimp egg roll. It was my favorite. I had a feeling that wasn’t a coincidence. My heart sunk. How long were you watching me? I thought without daring to voice the question.☆☆☆☆☆Damon Pov:::I knew in those first weeks she would see me as a demon, and I felt like one. What she caught onto quicker than some of the rest was that I liked being the demon. That first night, I could tell she caught on quickly. The way she had squirmed against me was something I relished. I ached to plunge deep inside of her, teaching her the pleasures that only a woman could feel. I knew she wasn’t a virgin, but when I had researched, I knew it was unlikely she had many partners at all.By the way she had looked at me the first time she saw me, I knew that they had been boys. Not men. They w
What she didn’t know was that even there I had cameras watching her. I had seen her masturbate herself to orgasm with her fingers trying desperately to do what mine could to her. I had seen the frustration in her face and body as it slumped against the shower walls, and I could see it now. I didn’t need to tell her I was watching. I think we both knew by now, and Alice didn’t ever stop doing what she did. She desperately sought release from the buildup of sexual tension she seemed to get every time I entered the room.☆☆☆☆☆Alice Pov:::I hated what this had become. It was routine. That wasn’t how it was supposed to go. I wasn’t supposed to ache in the shower, fingers sliding betweenmy sexes, trying to copy what he had done to me. I shouldn’t let my eyes linger on his pants a little too long, wanting to feel that hard bulge deep inside of me. That wasn’t what was supposed to happen. I was supposed to hate him. The police were supposed to come. I was supposed to be free, but I was lea
I ached for her now. My cock strained at my pants, begging for me to wrap my fingers in her hair and force her pouty lips to the head before feeling her tongue slide down my length as I forced her to swallow every last inch. I groaned, trying to chase the thoughts away. I didn’t want to see Alice just yet. The dinner I had made would take another thirty minutes, and it was the longest thirty minutes I experienced in quite some time.Alice jumped when I walked in the room. For the past two days, I had been sliding food in and locking the door. I didn’t even enter the room, but now she looked at me, waiting to see if I’d either chain her back to the bed or if perhaps I’d walk her to the shower. She gave me an odd look when I sat the lasagna down, smiling at her. There were two plates, as if we were having dinner together on a date.“Eat. You must be hungry. I made this myself.” I said, as she approached with an odd look. It was as if she didn’t trust what I had to offer. I couldn’t help
“Sir.” I said instead. It was almost pleading, and it seemed to be enough. His thumb went to my clit, and I came. My pussy clenched onto his fingers, not wanting to let go as I rode out that orgasm before he slowly pulled them from my body anyways.“See. Already a step closer.” He taunted, but I had nothing to say back. I was at his mercy if I liked it or not, and I was tired of not liking it.“Fuck me. Please.” I said, forcing out the last word with both lust and a bit of venom. He looked down at me. He was more controlled than I thought. I thought he’d gladly take the opportunity, but it didn’t seem like he’d just get between my legs just yet. Instead, he smirked down at me, playing with my nipples as I arched my back, forcing a little more pressure on the collar around my neck.“I like when you say please.” He teased me as he massaged one breast and then the next.His other hand went back to playing with my clit, making me squirm underneath him. He kneeled between my legs, and I cl
I cleaned him off of me, and the smell of sex washed from my skin. He had brought me lilac shampoo and conditioner. The scent washed over me, and he didn’t say anything about it being in here before I stepped in. I didn’t say thank you, but I knew he saw the small smile when I saw it. He saw everything I did in here, and that’s why I took my time soaping up my body. My fingers massaged my breasts tenderly, and I looked around to see if there was any camera I could see. Of course, he was better than that. I could tell nothing.My fingers trailed down my body smoothly after I played with my nipples, tweaking and tugging in just the right way. My mouth fell into a soft ‘oh’, making me moan. I let my head fall back, as my hand glided down between my pussy lips. My finger softly, slowly ran around my clit before I played with it, eyes wide and bucking my hips softly. I slid my fingers down lower between my slit, starting to push two fingers into myself, pretending it was him fucking me ag
Damon Pov::I watched her as she moaned, feeling her tighten around me as she came. I knew then and there that I wanted to keep her. I wanted to hear her moan louder. I wanted to hear her moan my name. I rammed into her harder, slipping a second finger up to her puckered asshole, pushing and prodding until she opened up to allow me to slip it inside. Alice cried out in a mix of pain and pleasure, but I just curled my fingers inside of her as I picked up the pace.There was no way that I was going to let her go. Not now. She’d behave, and that’s all I needed. I couldn’t hold back much longer, and so I continued in short, hard thrusts until my cock started to throb inside of her. Alice tried to stay relaxed around my fingers, but both her pussy and asshole continued to clench around me, milking every last drop of come from me as I came deep inside of her.“Alice.” I groaned softly, hoping she wouldn’t hear as I came. I don’t think she did with the way she threw her head back in pleasure,
It was like that every time he looked at me. He’d utter some false compliment, some empty line of praise. Yet he was aware I knew he was full of bullshit. It became a game. How many times could he get me to roll my eyes?“You look like you belong running on the Swiss Alps,” he told me one day when I wore my hair in braids, wrapped around the crown of my head.Another day I wore a red dress to go out to dinner with friends. He kept pulling on the hem as I ran around, getting ready.“If you go out in that, every man is going to try and tackle you down.”“What are you talking about?” I asked, distracted as I slipped my feet into some black heels.He blocked my way to the front door and gave me a long look that made my toes curl. “You look like a naughty schoolgirl personified. You’re every sick man’s daydream come to life and out at night.”I swallowed and stepped back from him. He lifted his eyebrows, like “see?”, and disappeared upstairs.I changed my dress after that.And then wheneve
Except one thing. I smirked as I pushed my body up with my arms. Thousands of droplets skipped down my skin, and I could feel Alexander’s eyes following each one’s path. The newspaper was lowered onto his lap. His sunglass-covered face was looking in my direction and I knew he was watching.I stood and grabbed my towel, running it over my hair. My breasts lifted with the effort, bouncing with each rigorous rub. I shivered as a nice breeze swept across my goosebumps. My nipples hardened automatically, a combination of the wind’s doing and the illicit excitement from trying to tease my stepdad. I knew my nipples were popping out against the pink material of my bikini. The fabric’s color might just have been light enough to slightly make out the darkness of the nipples underneath.He deliberately put his newspaper down. He wasn’t even hiding the fact that he was drinking in my every movement.I couldn’t hold my smile in anymore, so I sat in the lounge chair next to him. I eyed my suntan