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The room was in darkness, as thick satin curtains blocked out the sun. In the red glow of the tinted lights, two bodies splayed themselves across silk sheets and velvet covers. Leather straps bound him to the bed as she laid between his legs, her pink hair in two curled pigtail that bobbed with her motions. Sanji moaned as she sucked him. He did not imagine that getting a flat tire in the middle of nowhere would have led him to get a ride from a dark princess in an old-fashioned carriage. And then ending up in a hotel room.
Perona popped off and giggled, "Mmm, you seem to be very sensitive."
Sanji's warmed face could not handle seeing her in her black lace and so he swooned, sending blood rushing everywhere. "For you, Mistress Perona, I'll be whatever you want."
Perona played with the chains and straps that bound Sanji to the bed. She moved the hair from his eye and looked into the clear blue irises, "You keep talking like that, Teddy Bear, and I might just have to keep you."
She was about to tease him a bit more when she saw the most disgusting thing from the corner of her eye, "Ah! Cockroach! I hate cockroach!"
Sanji did not miss a beat as he ripped himself free from the chains and leather straps, and swiftly crushed the bug under his shoe. Perona could not believe he had that much strength, but as his back muscles rippled, Perona grew warm again.
When she met him, he seemed head over heels in love with her and Perona was bored. So, one thing led to another, and she found some use for his submissiveness. He was ready for anything and everything she commanded of him, which was Perona's favorite kind of lover. Sanji was certainly attractive and a sincere gentleman, never asking anything of her at all but her utter satisfaction. However, now he quickly went to put his shirt and pants on. He straightened his tie, and Perona threw a silken robe on, "Wait, Sanji, where are you going-"
He quickly collected her into his arms, carrying her bridal style out of the hotel room and down towards reception. His eyes were shadowed, but Perona recognized the fierce look and once again, her attraction grew.
Sanji placed her gingerly on her feet in the lobby and spoke softly, "Forgive me for being so rushed, my Princess. Just give me a moment with this gentleman, and we'll go back to our game."
Perona nodded in confusion, and Sanji quickly turned to the reception who started to speak but Sanji pulled the man by the collar out from his seat and across the table to the floor where he put his foot on the man's screaming face.
"You see my shoe? That is a cockroach. In my lady's room. I will not tolerate such shabby service and demand a full refund and a free upgrade."
"Sir, please!" the man cried, but Sanji lit a cigarette and exhaled.
"Listen, that bug was nothing to me, and until you satisfy my Princess with what she desires, I will crush you just like I did that bug."
The rest of the staff quickly recognized the deathly nature of the well-tailored man crushing a receptionist under his feet and went to work with servicing Perona like they would have the Queen.
All the while, Perona clutched herself in awe at such ferocity. She knew he was a kind man with a lot of foolish passion. At first, it was comical the way he would go on one knee and magically appear with a rose as if he kept a stash in his suit. Then, when she knew how quickly he melted in her hands, Perona was not one to give up a free, healthy fuck. To choke this love till the veins start to shiver and one last breath till the tears start to wither, but this level of passion was new to Perona.
She often found herself drained with the mundane nature of her previous lovers. Sex was great, but never once did any of them treat her like the ground she walked on was gold. In the bedroom, she could be the commander-in-chief but beyond that, she was very often treated like a disposable person. It was why Perona worked where she did because if she could gain control in one area, her sex life would be it. If she could offer that control to others, she was more than willing to be called a "vile woman" or degraded for her passions.
However, before her stood a man that wore his heart on his sleeve and crawled on his knees for love. Then he would with the same feet, stomp out any egregious thing before her, no matter how small. It was seductive and captivating, and it made Perona want to see how far they could do. He was a force, and Perona wanted to see how he could carve out a new path in her soul, but, for now...her body would do just fine.
"Sanji…" she began quietly and he quickly directed his attention back to her, a broad smile on his face at her address. She grabbed his tie and brought his smoke-stained lips to her mouth. She had never tasted something so devilishly delicious. "Shut your mouth, and Teddy, you better stand and deliver. Cause right now, I want you to run me like a river."
Sanji wiggled under her grip, "Yes, my dark Princess!"
Music Inspiration/Theme: "River" (Bishop Briggs)
Just a little break from all the heart ache, and to give me a glimpse of what's going on with Sanji. Haha, at least someone is getting laid;) At first I was going to use "Burn It Up" (Obscene Remix) but I recently listed to this song and I felt like this was the kind of high-class BDSM song Perona & Sanji would have. Haha. #healthybdsm #betterthan50shade #50shadesofpink
Lol to the reviewer who said Sanji would barge in, haha...he's a bit busy at the moment. LOL! But, a barge in will happen;D
XoXo shipfiend