Punished Into Submission (32 page)

“Say it.” Hunter says, pinching, rolling than pulling my nipple sending shivers over my body.

I roll my head from side to side, saying, no, no, no...

His hand leaves my breast and travels down my stomach towards my sex. He rubs my clit once, and again...He takes his cock out of my cunt and pushes his fingers into my soaked core rubbing the right spot over and over. I feel my muscles clench but as soon as they do, Hunter stops moving his fingers. I stop shaking my head and look at him.

“Please, I want to come.”

“You will come around my cock, not my fingers. Now beg.” He starts moving his fingers in rhythm with the loud thuds from the bass.

I will my body to listen to my mind but it fails me, the build-up happens again and I breathe through it trying to hold it off or make it happen faster, I’m not quite sure. I want to come but I don’t want to give him the satisfaction right now. Once again my muscles start to clamp around his fingers and it’s in reach, I can feel it so close as Hunter continues to finger fuck me.

“No.” Hunter pulls his fingers out suddenly leaving me empty and wanting.

“Fuck me.” I shout.

“Excuse me?”

“Fuck me, Hunter. Fuck me hard.” I scream, the voice I call out in, I don’t recognise. “I want you to make me come. Please, make me come.”

Hunter’s cock is in me seconds later, driving wildly in and out. I moan and groan, hum and ah continuously. I grab his arms and squeeze them tight as I build up again. Its fast and I want to delay it for some fucked up reason, I want to wait... but I can’t. Hunter brings his cock all the way out before he rams into me harder and harder.

“Look at me when you come.” He shouts, as he grunts.

“No.” it’s simple.

“Look at Me.” his hand grips my neck, the same way it did before. He brings my head to meet his eyes and I’m fucking lost at the same time.

I scream my release, my muscles clenching him tight. He continues to fuck me hard, as I bring my finger to my clit and rub it hard; one orgasm rolls into another. I feel Hunter change his pace and his breathing changes too. He’s close too. He rocks hard into me a few more times.

“Watch me as I come inside you.” He groans, as he pours his release inside me.

It’s sexy watching this man cum. It’s almost dangerously addictive... and as we know, I’m and addict.

I
lay in bed for hours thinking about the next week and how I can’t wait to get back to my old life. The clock drives me insane with its tick tock, tick tock and I just want to scream, “Shut the fuck up.” Hunter made me beg like a fucking dog and only now do I feel for it. That man could possibly charm the pants of a nun with his antics and then some. I roll over and try to get comfortable for the tenth time tonight. The music has died off, but the rooms around the palace are pretty full tonight from what I heard in passing.

Several new Masters have come to try out the renovated rooms that apparently I had no idea were ready for use. Hunter forbade me to go near them and while I know he’s sound asleep next door, I also know he will find out if I sneak down and have a look. Simon is on my mind right now and I hate it. I wished the whole scenario was a bad dream, I haven’t woken up from, but I know it’s real. Everything in my life turns to shit when that wall drops enough to let the demons in.

I roll over again and throw a pillow into the darkness. I’m frustrated, agitated and kind of content all in one. I want to hide these feelings that seem to boil at the worst times and now that I know that Simon is back, I have no choice but to run again. The moment I walk out these doors, I’m going to get my shit and fuck right off until he catches me again. I close my eyes and think of the next place to run. I know it’s got to be somewhere he will never find me.

I relax as the thought of sandy white beaches comes to mind. The sound as the waves hit the shore echo in my mind. It’s beautiful. It’s secluded. It’s paradise.

“Come on Kat, the water won’t hurt you.” He says kicking the salty water at my half naked body.

“It’s too cold, I’ll freeze.” I say, running towards the sand and out of the water.

I hear the sound of feet thumping on wet sand. He’s catching me and I laugh as I try to run faster but he catches me, picking me and swinging me around. When he puts me down I run again, but he tackles me into the sand. I roll onto my back when I hit the sand and he lies on top of me; we both are laughing hysterically. His smile fades into something more serious and so does mine. His hand cups my face as he brings his lips to mine, licking as he asks me to open for him.

“You are so beautiful, do you know that?” he whispers against my mouth.

“You tell me every day.” I smile as he kisses me gently.

Everything in my life has changed. Who I was, and who I have become now. I never thought I could be happy with anyone else, but I was wrong. He makes me happier than anyone ever has and I have learnt to love. My heart feels full instead of empty. I crave the pain that he delivers but it’s not the bad pain I want anymore, it’s the heart stopping, toe curling, nail biting pain you get before you get relief. It’s explosive, it’s aggressive...it’s fucking love.

The waves continue to hit the shore as he continues to kiss me. With gentle coaxing and rubbing from his tongue to mine, I’m feeling the moisture build between my legs. His free hand cups my breast before he pulls the thin material down. I feel the breeze on my damp skin and it sends tiny tingles all over my body. He brushes his thumb against my hardened nipple and I moan gently. He goes from gentle to dominating in a matter of seconds, when he wraps his hand around my neck to hold me still while his mouth moves from mine. I lie still as he bites my nipple then sucks on it; I can feel the blood pooling to the surface. He smiles against my skin before he blows gently turning those tiny shivers into bigger ones.

He sucks on my collarbone as he works his way back up my body. His grip loosens when he releases his hand so he can bite into my flesh. He loves to mark me like that; it lets him know I’m his and only his. I close my eyes briefly and enjoy the feel of him. I always have enjoyed the way his body feels against mine. I open my eyes when his face meets mine again. The face I see staring back at me isn’t the face I started with.

I run down the hallway and into Hunter’s room as fast as I can. The sound of him snoring becomes louder, as I drift down the halls and get closer. I open the door, and slam it closed behind me before running and jumping on the bed next to him.

“What the fuck.” Hunter says, sitting up in fast forward mode.

“I had a bad dream, please just let me sleep here,” I say, climbing under the sheet as Hunter leans over to the turn the bedside lamp on.

“Kat, look at me.” he commands softly.

I turn a little and look up at his sleepy face.

“Are you okay?” he reaches over and wipes the stray tear that runs down my cheek.

“Fine.” I pull my face away and roll onto my side.

Hunter leaves the light on but lies down beside me. He pulls me tight against his body, my back to his front. I feel secure and safe in this moment and god knows, I shouldn’t be here or thinking what I am. My pulse starts to race and my heart starts to fill with feeling. I need a distraction and I need it now.

“How many sins do I have left?” I ask, slightly rolling to see his face.

“Three.”

“I want one now.” I basically demand it.

Hunter laughs and kisses my hair. He thinks I’m kidding and I don’t like it. I roll over in his arms and face him. Bringing my hands up to his face, I grip it and bring it closer to mine.

“Please?” I say, kissing the corner of his mouth.

I linger a little longer than I wanted, trying to tempt him to give in or kiss me back. I actually hoped he would kiss me back, because damn, I wanted that too.

“Patience.” Hunter growls.

“No, I want it now.” I demand, growling low in my throat when I do.

“Last warning, behave and have patience.” Hunter grabs my hands from his face and holds them in his.

I pull them out of his grip and start to run my fingers over his bare chest. I can feel the skin turn to bumps under my touch and I giggle. This time Hunter growls, but before I can stop laughing he has me pinned beneath him, hands above my head, his legs separate mine.

“You.Are.Testing.My.Patience.” He growls again, as he rubs his hardening cock against me.

“Good.”

I hear a rattle of something as Hunter reaches towards the bedside table. Next, I feel cold metal wrap around one wrist than the other. I go to pull my hand forward but can’t. That motherfucker has cuffed me to the bed. I open my mouth to give him a piece of my mind but his mouth is on mine. I try to be stubborn and not kiss him in return, but I can’t help when he coaxes his tongue with mine. It’s when I start to really enjoy the feeling that he pulls away and gets off the bed.

“Where are you going?” I shout, watching him put on a shirt and jeans.

“I remembered I had something to do, you just stay there.” Hunter says, laughing as he walks to the door.

I pull against the restraints as I curse. Hunter opens the door, the sound of the continuing party flows through the room.

“Don’t you fucking leave me here?” I shout, pulling at the restraints again.

“Patience, Kat.” Hunter yells, leaving the room.

I continue to scream and shout for god knows how long. I try the nasty way, then the sweet way where I suck it up a little and say how sorry I am. Of course I even beg. But he doesn’t return. I look around for something; anything to try and pick the locks on my cuffs but nothing is in close reach. Right now, I regret asking him to punish me...

I will say it again...motherfucker!

I admired Hunter’s creativity. Seriously; punishment involving each sin. Fucking sadist in the finest! I committed sins on a daily basis and didn't know until now. I mean, I did, but didn't know it would be this much fun or this fucking painful. While I was having fun, I was also ready to flip the fuck out and kill Hunter when I got my hands on him again.

It was moments like this I hated him. He was testing my fucking patience just as much. The clock on the wall ticks and the sounds adds to my already agitated state. I call out a few more times yelling out the simple, “hello” and “help me” but nobody comes. I rattle the cuffs and kick my legs screaming into the air in frustration in the end.

“I’m going to fucking kill you, Hunter.” I scream.

I close my eyes and the only sound I hear is my breathing. My pulse is steady but strong. I realise his game now and I hate it, patience...I relax a little. My mind is racing and I want those thoughts to calm the fuck down, even for a little bit. My mind fills with the girls at Sailor’s house and what they are doing right now. I miss them all, especially Shiloh. Our last shopping adventure was fun, and I must remember to call her when I get time. I smile to myself at the thought of her take on everything that’s happening right now. She would lose her mind with laughter and think it’s “crazy sexy,” or some stupid shit.

Dreams take me to Sailor’s house and the slumber parties that await me when I arrive home in due time.

~*~*~*~*~*~

I
tense slightly as something hot drips onto my stomach. The burning feeling lasts mere seconds before it turns warm. I try to move my arms, but remember the cuffs. My eyes spring open immediately. Hunter is shirtless holding a candle and as the wax melts as he turns the candle upside down allowing the wax to drip onto my skin.

“Ah.” I suck in a breath when the heat touches me first.

“Hush,” he coos.

I count the drips to ten before he turns the candle upright. Hunter leans behind him and places the candle on the holder.

"Patience is defined as the state of endurance under difficult circumstances," Hunter runs his finger through the not yet melted wax as he speaks. "Which can mean persevering in the face of delay or provocation without acting on annoyance or wrath in a negative way."

Fuck, patience...

My patience level these days was pretty much non-existent.

“I have a feeling it’s going to be a long night for you, Kat.” Hunter says, obviously humouring the idea of me tied to the bed, and having to learn patience...

His finger traces each nipple in turn. I was melting, literally. I hated what this man did to my body, mind, and my sex drive. It was like all of a sudden my body was tuned into everything about him. I hear him during a morning working out and suddenly I find myself wanting him. I hate it. But I love it also. These feelings he brings out in me are fucking animal, feral, hurtful, powerful...Hunter makes me feel like I can do anything, I can stand any torture he puts me through. He makes me feel like I can fight those demons that haunt my dreams.

He makes me shiver when he touches me. He makes my world stop when he strokes me. He makes my control turn into nothing when he licks me, sucks me and fucks me.

“Are you listening to me?” Hunter’s voice breaks through my thoughts.

“No,” I say, a little too breathless.

Silence forms.

I can feel his eyes burning into my body, but I can’t bring myself to look at him. I take my lip between my teeth as Hunter’s hands work over my breasts. My subconscious is screaming for some sort of relief, a firmer touch, more pain...anything.

“What are you thinking, Kat?”

His hands stop touching me and the bed moves. Dark shadows cover my face and I squeeze my eyes shut, as tight as I can.
Don’t open your eyes; don’t open your eyes
I repeat over and over again. My poker face has been shot to shit lately.

“Open your eyes.” his voice is soft, touching.

Hunter’s thumb pulls on my bottom lip, until it slips through my teeth. Instantly I lick my lip, and graze my tongue along the pad of his thumb. Slowly, he pushes it into my mouth and I suck gently. I can feel his breathing accelerate as I work my tongue around the tip. Hunter withdraws his thumb, running the moisture along my top than bottom lip. I can feel his breath on me.

“Open.Your.Eyes.” he repeats.