Dalliance in Darkness ( Dalliance #1) (11 page)

I nodded.

“Good,” he said before he pulled off my pants in a couple of successive tugs. He tried to spread apart my legs. But I wouldn’t let him. I wanted to feel him work for it. “Open your legs,” he said. He pulled my legs apart by the knees and smacked my pussy. “Don’t make me repeat myself darlin.”

I yelped in pain at the burst of anguish that rushed through me in a quick wave. I kicked him away from me and shut my legs.

He let out a belly laugh and approached me again, spreading my legs much more forcibly this time. In an instant his hand was on my neck and his deep brown eyes were locked on mine. “You can struggle all you want,” he said before turning me over with a vigor and pressing me down against the bed. “You can scream all that ya like as well,” he lifted up my hips in turn presenting to him my ass. “Because right now,” his hand came down against me. “You’re all mine.”

I could feel the hot sting of pain, making me cry out under a surreal sense of pain and pleasure. Shivers ran through me. But even in that moment I wondered what he would do if I screamed, and so curiosity got the better of me – the devil won the day. “Help! Please!” I pleaded as loudly as I could to anyone listening, to anything.

James’ hand covered my mouth in a quickness, but his pause in spanking me gave me reason to believe that for a moment I had taken him by surprise. Even still, I yelled into his hand. He continued to smack my ass, making me yowl with every strike.

He gave my ass a soothing rub. “If I move my hand are you going to scream?” He asked before letting go.

I said nothing.

“Speak,” he challenged.

I was as equal in my defiance as he was in his authority over me.

He covered my mouth and slapped my ass again, harder this time. “Don’t make me ask you again.”

I couldn’t resist the opportunity to object to his control over me. Couldn’t explain why, just that it felt so good. So good to have him act and react, to feel the sting of that fire. I bit down hard enough to almost draw blood on the skin of his hand.

“Ah!” He exclaimed yanking his hand away. “Bitch.” He muttered underneath his breath before getting up from the bed and dragging me off of it.

I squeaked as he did so, grabbing onto the blankets and sheets of the bed trying to keep myself from being pulled but to no avail. I splayed my arms across my chin before being knocked against the carpet, softening the blow. I could see the instruments he had brought out earlier to my side.

James then lifted me up and turned me around roughly. He forced me to my knees and stripped me of my shirt. Then he lifted my chin upwards making me look at him. “First lesson,” he said. “Act like a cunt and you’ll be treated like one.”

“Same goes for you,” I said without thinking. My entire body was expecting the harsh sting of his hand against me.

Instead, James smiled. “If I act like a cunt,” he knelt down to level with me, running his fingers across the side of my face. I admit that I may have almost imperceptibly leaned into his touch. Then his fingers crossed through my hair before he gently grabbed a fistful and pulled back lightly. “I give you permission to knock me out,” he tapped the side of his face playfully.

James then leaned in and kissed me. He moved his hand over my breasts, cupping and squeezing and kneading them; his lips pressing hot against my own. He pulled away and got up, bending down to pinch my nipples. “Up,” he commanded. “To your feet,” he pulled on my nipples hard.

I mewled in pain, quickly getting to my feet.

“On your toes now,” he instructed.

I stood up on the tips of my toes and kept myself just as he instructed, all the while he continued to torture my nipples and slap my breasts.

“If ya find yourself brave enough to so much as fucking think about biting me like that again I’ll have you stand like this ‘till you break.”

I stood on my toes, mute as one could possibly be with their nipples being pinched – only a few throaty noises escaping my closed mouth.

James tilted his heard towards me. “Tell me you understand sweetling.”

I nodded my head frantically, hoping that he would let go. “Yes sir.”

Fortunately, he did. “Good,” he said. James then pushed me back down to my knees and took off his belt, in that moment I feared what he might do with it – but did not let it show. His smirk widened a half inch.

“What’s wrong?” He asked.

“Nothing sir,” I replied, looking up at him with puppy dog eyes.

He tossed the belt to the side and took a moment to eye me over contemplating something, but seemingly decided against it and unzipped his pants. James then stepped over to the pair of nipples clamps and attached them to my nipples.

They hurt. But it was a good hurt, to put it simply.

James peeled off his boxers, revealing his cock that was thick and hard, I didn’t dare call it cute openly though I must admit I wanted to. Before he could do anything I leaned in to his crotch, but his hand stopped me. I could smell it, that strong musky smell that always managed to turn me on.

“That’s good initiative,” he complimented. It seemed weird to think, but it sent butterflies through my stomach to hear him say it. “But I want ya to express what you want,” he stroked the side of my face. “Using your manners mind you.”

I nodded quietly and bit my lower lip maintaining eye contact with him. “May I please suck your cock Sir?” I patiently waited a couple of breaths, though my eyes kept wanting to go lower and feast what I could see in my peripheral.

“You may.”

I slowly leaned in and brought my eyes back down to the length of him, wrapping my fingers around the root of his hard cock. My heart increased its pace, and I could feel those pleasant knots forming tight beneath my core. Just the thought of sucking him off, fitting him all the way inside of me. I may have been relatively inexperienced overall to the kink, but I had hopes to impress him in other ways.

I could feel him twitch under my touch as I leaned in close bringing my lips to his shaft, kissing it in an upwards motion until I reached the head. The clamps against my nipples swayed with my tits as I moved and I could feel his hand on the back of my head, not forcing me but gently guiding me. He was giving me approval.

I then flicked my tongue right against his head, listening to his quiet hums of pleasure. On the inside I was grinning from ear to ear, knowing that I could make those a lot louder if I wanted to.

With a careful approach I wrapped my lips around James and looked up at him going down on him inch by inch, getting a sweet revenge in teasing him for once. His cock was crazy fucking hard, begging to violate my pussy given the chance.

I could feel myself wetting my panties, stuck with an itch between my legs that could only be scratched by him fucking me with every inch of his hardness. I went down all the way to the base of his sex. I could picture him raping me from behind and giving me every last drop of his hot seed.

Right as I started to gag on his cock, I could hear his grunts becoming increasingly louder – much to my satisfaction. It was then that his hand against the back of my head pushed against me – forcing me to choke on him.

“Don’t fret sweetling,” James brought his hand to my nose and pinched it close. Immediately protesting I made what noise I could. Only a few seconds passed but it felt like an eternity before he unclenched my nose and pulled me off his cock.

But it did not last long, my reprieve, he shoved me back down right where I belonged – taking him inside of my mouth once again.

Quickly this time, he unsheathed himself. “Say thank you Sir for letting me suck your cock.”

I went to wipe my mouth of the drool but his hand smacked me away.

“No,” he said. “Sluts don’t need their etiquette when they’re busy suffocating on cock. Now do as you were instructed.”

I found my mind scattered, like everything was once neatly organized and a gust has blown it all into a thousand different places. But I felt good. Really good. “I’m sorry?” Was all that I could croak.
 

“Listen now darling. Say thank you.” He repeated, much to the hypocrisy of what he had said earlier.

“Thank you.”

He nodded his approval. “Thank you Sir for letting me suck your cock.”

“Thank you Sir for letting me suck your cock.” I managed with an overwhelming urge to giggle and laugh. It felt like someone was playing the piano on my heart, making my chest swell with these happy trills. He then pushed me back down on his hardness, letting me dictate the pace for a good minute, my nipples still a bit sore from before.

I could feel his balls tightening up in the palm of my hand, and his deep noises becoming more frequent. If he would just cum a little quicker, maybe my knees wouldn’t have to suffer for much longer.

As though he heard me, he grunted and grabbed me tight in his hands. He proceeded to fuck my face, thrusting into me hard and fast and steady. Without remorse he used my mouth like I were but a toy to fuck and fill his need. His groans were so fucking intense that all I could think about was how badly I needed my pussy to cum with him. It was then that he came hard and fast in my mouth, the warmth of his seed filling me in spurts.

James unsheathed himself and I stuck my tongue out, letting the warm trails of cum drift down to my chest. I promptly brought my hands to my cum laced breasts and presented them to him with a beaming smile on my face. He then rubbed his cock against me uttering in these breathy growls about how sexy I am.

Within the span of a good ten seconds his hands were on my again, bringing me up and throwing me on to the bed and immediately crawling on top of me, his hand drawn tight around my throat.

I wrapped my legs around James and could feel him popping himself inside of me, waves of satisfaction flowing through me and a hot need pounding inside my skull and between my leg. Barely did I notice the groan that escaped me, much too focused on the way his cock filled me. Tightening against his hardness I wanted to milk him for every last drop as he went root deep in my tight slit.

James thrust himself in and out of me at an unsatisfying and teasing pace. “You think you’re ready for more?” He asked.

I pushed my hips against him, trying to greedily snake every inch inside of me. “Yes!” I cried. “Please Sir fuck this pussy,” I tightened my legs around his back and took a breath. “Ra—“

Tight. So tight that I couldn’t breathe; his hand pressuring me wonderfully as he moved in so close that our noses touched. The look in his eyes one of complete dominance, he was completely lost in the moment with me.

James bucked into me hard, frantically violating me I could feel his balls smacking into me – my juices covering his cock entirely; dripping down to my ass. I could feel my body wanting to untangle, every inch of myself building and building – I reached down to play with my clit.

James let go of my throat, granting me a quick reprieve. “Don’t cum without my permission,” he reminded.