Save Riley (10 page)

I chuckled as I turned off the light in the bathroom and walked out. No scratches on my face and none on my body. Not that I would have secretly minded. Riley was the one for me; my match in every way and I knew it. I felt it so strongly when I first saw her that all I had to do was get her to see it too.

I walked down the hallway and toward the top of the steps when I saw Riley standing at the bottom with her back to me. I smiled and took a seat on the top step.

Out of all of the conquests I’d had so far, Riley was by far my favorite. She had renewed my taste for virgins but that was something I wouldn’t ever indulge in again without her.

But as I sat there staring at her, in her cutoff denim shorts, her black vest, and her hair pulled back into a sleek ponytail, I couldn’t find it inside of myself to discard her. Even if she disobeyed and failed me in the process of our arrangement, I wouldn’t get rid of her. I’d let her get rid of herself and then my conscience would be clear. The loss would be great to me, but it would be something that I would live with and move on.

“Hey,” I called down to her. She turned her body slightly and looked up at me.

“Hey yourself,” she replied with a smile.

I got to my feet and jogged down the rest of the way. Her feet were still bare because I wouldn’t give her shoes or sandals. If anything, they would serve to help her escape and I hadn’t lost one conquest yet to that, I wouldn’t start now.

“I have something for you,” I said pulling a small leather black choker out of my back pocket. Riley eyed it curiously for a moment before she turned around and lifted her ponytail out of the way.

“Thanks. Did you make this?” she asked running her fingers on it.

“I did. It’s actually one of a kind. I’ve never let anyone where it yet,” I replied.

“Then why me?” she asked curiously.

“Because you wanted to see what my hobby was, didn’t you? We have to go outside for that. That choker has a chip in it that will let me know where you are at all times. If you try to run, I will know where you are.”

I watched her become nervous and I knew in that moment that she still intended on getting away from me if she could. And for some reason, that hurt me; so deeply in fact that I snapped and slapped her across the face. How could she dare still think of leaving me?

She fell to the floor and put a hand to her left cheek. She looked startled and tears pooled in her beautiful blue eyes. I was still breathing heavily when I leaned toward the ground and pulled her up by her arm. Apparently Riley hadn’t learned shit from being in that room for only a day, so now I was going to show her how bad for her I could really make this.

She tried to pull away from me and I tightened my grip on her arm, half dragging her toward the basement door. I ignored her cries of pain and I ignored her trying to claw at my chest to get me to release her. I hoisted her over my shoulder and locked my arm around her like a vice to stop her flailing while I carried her down the stairs. I walked down the length of the narrow hallway behind the hidden panel and angrily stabbed the code into the door. I dropped Riley onto the cold concrete floor and pulled the door shut behind me.

I pulled my shirt over my head and tossed it aside. I reached down for Riley and she kicked at me. She actually
kicked at me.
I laughed and smacked her foot away, grabbed her by the other ankle, and dragged her to the center of the room. I looked around for a moment until I found the sturdiest rope I knew that I had.

“Move or attack me in anyway and I’ll break your legs. Do you understand me?” I asked her.

She nodded and the tears spilled over. I was angry at being had; Riley was a lot smarter than I had given her credit for. She seemed to have faked every emotion so far as well as the only fuck for which she was awake.

That’s fine. I’ll break her regardless;
I thought looping the rope through the metal hook I had hanging from the ceiling.
Her spirit first and then her body.
Once I was satisfied that the rope would hold, I went back to her and got to my knees. I began to rip her clothes off. Not for any sexual gratification, but to make sure she felt the full extent of humiliation. To learn that she needed to obey me at all times; to learn that I would not be had again.

I pulled her to her feet, naked and trembling. I  gripped her arm again and led her to the rope where I tied her wrists together above her head.

“The only way for you to learn is to keep you in here for a while. This time there is no reprieve for good behavior, Riley,” I said putting my hand gently around her neck. “You fooled me into thinking that I was reaching you. It won’t happen again. I’ll come back for you when I feel like it.”

She started to cry and I walked to the false panel hidden in the far left corner of the room and pushed it aside. I stepped and looked around the shelves that I had hidden in here. These, of course, were things I only reserved for the Last Day. But I didn’t want to hear her screams and I wouldn’t be able to stand looking at her tears.

I chose the black leather studded blindfold and a thin silk wrap and walked out of the room. I slid the false panel back into place and made my way back to the crying beauty.

“You need to calm down or you’re going to suck this into your throat,” I replied calmly as I stood in front of her.

“Jax, please. I’m sorry! Please don’t leave me like this,” she begged.

“Open your mouth, Riley,” I said quietly. I didn’t want to admit it but her begging, her tears, they were starting to make me hard. That had never happened before; not with a conquest.

“What do I have to do, Jax? Please? I’ll do anything,” she sobbed.

I could feel my cock wanting to burst out of my pants. I could feel the pre-cum starting to make its way out and I wanted to pull my pants off, spread her legs, and fuck her until she passed out.

“What you have to do is open your mouth,” I replied through gritted teeth.

She whimpered and opened her mouth slightly. I nodded and wrapped the silk firmly in place, knotting it underneath her ponytail. When I placed the blindfold around her eyes she started to cry harder than ever before.

“Are you afraid of the dark?” I whispered into her ear.

She nodded furiously as a sob escaped, wracking her body. I chuckled at the thought. A fear of the dark was something I could use to my advantage in the future.

“You just won’t behave Riley and I can’t have that,” I said quietly, running my hands over her bare stomach. “I need you to be a good girl and eventually my equal and you can’t follow simple rules. I know I told you that I would never hurt you physically but since you can’t follow my rules, why should I?

“You gave me a false sense of hope,” I continued, as I moved my hands to her breasts. I squeezed them tightly and pulled the nipples roughly causing her to let out a muffled cry of pain. “You won’t deceive me again. I want you to know that,” I whispered.

I raised an eyebrow for a moment, before smiling. I kissed her neck and she shivered. I could smell her excitement. Her body liked the simple pain of having her nipples pulled and twisted and the evidence was her wet opening. I reached a hand down and slid a finger gently inside of her, giving her nipple one last pull before I used my other hand to start rubbing her clit. Riley arched her back and the sensation of her ponytail rubbing gently on my back caused me to rub a little faster and slide another finger in.

Her tears were almost immediately taken over by moaning; loud intense moaning. I was intrigued at the fact that pain brought on this arousal from her. I pulled my fingers out of her tight, wet hole and moved my hand away from her pearl. I walked around to the front of her and fell to my knees. I had yet to taste her and if she was as sweet as I was expecting, maybe I would make a regular habit out of it. Turning her on with pain and pleasing her orally afterwards.

I gently used my fingers to move her lips apart and expose her beautiful wetness and gently blew on her clitoris. She inhaled sharply and I saw it become harder. I smiled. Disobedient or not, Riley was definitely my favorite.

“Are you enjoying this, Riley?” I asked.

She nodded her head and I watched her breathing become uneasy. I reached around and grabbed her immaculate ass with both of my hands tightly and gently used the tip of my tongue to begin licking her. Because her arms were tied above her head, I wasn’t going to fully please her, but I just needed a taste.

I plunged my tongue inside of her before I pulled out and shoved two fingers inside of her. I began to lick hungrily at her clit but I knew that I would have to be fast. If she pulled or bucked too much, she would dislocate her shoulders again. Her moans were enough to make me crazy. Certifiably insane; I pulled my fingers out of her and moved my mouth to cover her so that I could taste her fully and pulled my throbbing dick out of my pants. I started to tug on myself while I continued to lick her. I wanted to be inside of her again desperately, but that was a privilege she would have to earn back.

I was, however, surprised when her body started to shake. Was it this easy to make Riley come? I continued to stroke myself and lick her as her breathing began to intensify. Within a matter of mere seconds, she started to moan loudly and her juices began to flow over my tongue. I licked her dry, making sure not to spill a drop. Then I stood up, still tugging until it was my turn. I gasped loudly as I shot my semen all over her perfect belly. 

I stood there for a moment, trying to steady my breathing, before I pushed myself back into my pants. I didn’t bother to clean her up; it served to add to the humiliation and lesson. Instead, I grabbed her clothes and my shirt and walked out of the room, firmly closing the door behind me.

I
was woken up the next morning by the obnoxious sound of someone banging on the front doors. I sighed and tossed my quilt off and walked quickly down the hall and made my way down the stairs. I rubbed my face tiredly before I pulled the door open to see who even stepped foot on my property to begin with.

“Yes?” I asked the young couple that was standing outside my door.

“I’m sorry to have woken you up sir,” the raven haired male with glasses said. “We got a flat tire and I was wondering if you had a phone we could borrow?”

“Yeah,” I said stepping aside and letting them in. The girl he had with him was young, eighteen at the most, and had blonde hair and big doe green eyes. Freckles covered her face, arms, and shoulders; pretty much every square inch of her skin that I could see and I was suddenly reminded of my “test conquest.” The one my mentor had given to me before he retired so to speak from this lifestyle.

Anberlin; she looks just like Anberlin,
I thought as I led them to my study. This was one of the rooms that I didn’t have a code pad for so I just pulled the door open and waved them in.

“There’s a phone over by that table,” I said nodding to the right.

“Thank you,” he replied. I watched them both, her huddling at his side, and him lifting the receiver to make his phone call. I sat on the edge of my desk and crossed my arms over my chest watching her more so than him.

Some things in life could be considered pure coincidence, but this I just couldn’t brush off as such.

Anberlin’s twin turned slightly to glance at me over her shoulder and I felt an urge starting to rise inside of me. It wasn’t
the
urge that I had with Riley, it was more of a “how did you manage to escape” urge. I walked around the desk and sat on the chair, powering on the computer. I wanted to go through the galleries I kept on it; I was very meticulous with my record keeping and to think that this could be Anberlin and not a twin, was making me a little angry.

The young man turned to look at me, “Excuse me sir? Your phone doesn’t seem to be working.”

“I know,” I replied, pulling up the folder I was looking for. They stood there and stared at me; I knew because I felt their eyes on me as I sat intensely staring at the pictures that were now beginning to fill the screen.

“Do you have another that we can use?” he asked a bit nervously.

“No.”

The first was of a beautiful speckled girl with long straight blonde hair. Terrified big green eyes and a nose that was slightly turned up at the tip. I had a hand placed firmly around her neck as I held her down on the bed, penetrating her ass so violently that she hadn’t been able to walk for days. The added look of pain on her face was magnificent.

“Okay, well, thank you anyway,” he said taking her by the hand and leading her toward the door.

I pushed a button underneath the desk and the door swung shut, locking itself securely. I scrolled to the next photo of Anberlin suspended above the bed, chains allowing her to hover over me, and her wrists and ankles tied together; my hard cock crammed in her mouth. I turned off the computer and let my eyes wander toward where they were standing by the door; him struggling to open it and her crying.

“What’s your name, Miss?” I asked quietly.

She looked at me with those huge terrified green eyes; the same eyes in the picture and her young gentleman friend stood in front of her.

“Let us out! Please! We just want to go!” he yelled frantically.

I got to my feet and stared at him for a moment. It was almost unfair how much smaller he was than me and how simple it would be to just ...

“What’s your name?” I asked again.

“I’m Evan and this is my girlfriend, Perry,” he said pushing her against the door and damn near flattening himself on her.

I smiled and looked out the window of the study. I guess it wasn’t Anberlin after all. The sense of anger started to leave me. Now that I knew that I hadn’t let one go after all so to speak, I also knew that I had something to entertain myself with while I attempted to break my beautiful Riley in.

“How old are you Perry?” I asked curiously.

“Seventeen,” she whispered, trying to control her tears.

“And how old are you Evan?” I asked.

“I’m twenty. Please, just let us go,” he begged again.

“No,” I replied simply.