You tapped your leg nervously, bouncing it up and down. You checked on the road again, having only just looked about three seconds ago and saw the traffic had barely moved. Dammit, why did there have to be a traffic jam today. You should have been home twenty minutes ago and every minute passing, you grew more nervous.
Ever since yesterday, your mind had been non-stop thinking about the winter soldier. You couldn't believe yourself, allowing him to do that to you. Any sane person would have yelled for help but to be honest, he was the most dangerous assassin. His threats about hurting everyone in the white house and your family were deadly serious and you couldn't allow that to happen. And now you were his pawn, his plaything almost.
Never had you been made to feel like you did yesterday. The pleasure he was giving you, the teasing, the touching. It was all so new and exciting and scary at the same time. You were embarrassed to admit that you liked it. not that part of him threatening to hurt your family, but the pleasure he gave you. But now you were in deeper than you had expected. His demands for information on your father's strategies to end hydra were also serious and he was expecting the information today. In fact, he was expecting it twenty minutes ago. That's why you were so tense. You remembered what he said before he left… don't be late.
You hadn't even begun to think about how you were going to get the information. It was stored away in your father's office; the oval and it wasn't like you could just walk in there and grab the files without the security team noticing. You'd think of something, and you had time to anyway. The traffic didn't seem to be going anywhere and you huffed in frustration.
You couldn't believe you were going through with this. But it was clear that if you told your father what happened, Hydra and The Winter Soldier would find out and you didn't want anyone to get hurt, especially you. It wasn't that you wanted to betray your father and give Hydra information, but you had no choice.
After another few minutes of not going anywhere, you sighed and leaned forward, tapping Michael on the shoulder.
"Can we not go another way?" you asked.
"The traffic should be clearing soon Miss, it shouldn't be too long" he assured but you didn't have time, you were now thirty minutes late.
"I really need to get home Michael so if we could turn around that would be great" you said seriously and Michael turned to look at you, eyebrows furrowed with concern.
"Is everything okay Miss?" he asked, and you sighed.
"Yeah, it's fine I just need to get home, I have something to do" she urged, and he looked to Bruno beside him who shrugged.
"Alright Miss" Michael switched the indicator on and turned the car around, making a detour. You relaxed in the leather, staring out the window, finally glad to be moving now but the nerves hadn't gone away yet.
Finally, you reached the white house and you sprinted from the car before Bruno or Michael could even say a word or open the door. You raced inside the house, bouncing up the stairs. Again, you were pretty much home alone, your parents out and brother as well and you checked the hallway for any security. It seemed to be empty for once and you made a dash for the oval.
Katherine, your father's personal security was on the phone at her desk, typing on her keyboard at the same time and you hid behind the wall, watching and waiting. Ideally you needed to get in the office without her knowing otherwise she'd tell your father. it wasn't a big deal, it wasn't like you were banned from ever entering but then there'd be questions of why you were in there, what did you need and right now you didn't have the time or patience for that.
But luckily for you, Katherine finished her call and stood, walking out with her high heels clicking on the wooden floor and you hid further away so when she passed the wall, she didn't notice you. Now was your chance. Jogging over the oval door, you slowly opened it, the click of the door handle cracking and the door squeaking open slightly as you peeked inside. Empty. You sighed in relief, wiping a bead of sweat running down your forehead and sneaked inside.
You searched every draw and cabinet for some files on Hydra until you found a manila folder with everything inside. You had a quick peak inside, eyes moving from the folder to the door every single second to check no one was coming and you sighed. This is it, everything on Hydra and what your father was planning to do to take them down.
You felt like a betrayer, a disgrace to your country and family. But if you didn't do as told people were going to get hurt including you. As soon as The Winter Soldier leaves, you were going to tell your dad everything. He'd understand. you were being forced to do this, under no free will.
You managed to sneak back out of the oval before Katherine arrived back and slipped the folder under your shirt as you made your way to your bedroom, smiling stiffly at a security guard passing you only the way.
Don't draw attention to yourself
You reached your bedroom door and swiftly entered in, slamming the door a little too hard and you sighed heavily, resting your head against the door.
"You're late" his voice spoke, and your eyes snapped open, turning around slowly to face him. He was sat in the plush chair in the corner of the room, metal arm resting on the arm rest, gun tangled in his fingers. He was dressed in the same gear as yesterday, his mask already taken off and his face on show. His eyes were slightly narrowed, hard looking and intimidating, his lips pressed in a hard line. He wasn't happy.
You swallowed the hard lump building in the back of your throat, and you took a little step forward.
"I know… there was traffic and- "he cut you before you could explain any further.
"Did I say you could speak" he caught you off guard and you felt the same tingle in your body from yesterday. Shit, why is that turning me on, being told off. You didn't answer back, and his lips turned slightly at the corner in pleasure. He stood up slowly, strolling over to you, arm swinging back and forth with his gun.
"Have you got what I want?" he asked, and you nodded, reaching inside your top and pulling the folder out.
You handed it to him, not saying anything out of fear that he'll reprimand you for speaking. His flesh hand took the folder, and he threw the gun on the bed beside you two, instantly opening the folder and flicking through the sheets, his eyes drawing up to meet yours.
"Good girl" he praised and turned around, slapping the folder on the chair he was just sat on.
Good, he has what he wants, now he can go and leave me alone forever. But it didn't seem like he was going to. He turned back around, stalking over to you like you were his prey and when he was close to you, you found yourself back up until you hit the door and he towered over you.
"I got what you wanted, I did as you told me, now please leave" you mustered up the courage to stand up for yourself even though your voice was as quiet as a mouse, and you could barely make eye contact with those sexy blue eyes off his. You heard him laugh softly and then you stared up at him, looking from under your lashes.
"Oh, I'm not done just yet, you and I have some more fun to have" he lifted his hand and turned the lock of the door handle, the click sounding louder than it was in the silent room and you swallowed the ball of saliva in the back of your throat. You were feeling hot, and the tingles came flooding back between your legs. Excitement was starting to take over the nerves and you pushed them as far down as you could, but the feelings weren't going away.
His flesh hand came up and cupped your jaw, turning your head upwards to look him directly in the eye.
"What was it you told me yesterday" he hinted with a teasing tone in his voice, and you knew what he was referring to. Your cheeks flushed red, and you gulped before speaking.
"I'm a slut" you whispered, and he smirked.
"That's right, you're a slut and who's slut are you" he demanded.
"Yours" you whispered.
"That's right" he whispered, and he leant forward, roughly kissing you, taking control over your mouth. His lips covered yours, teeth grazing your bottom lip possessively and even drawing a little blood from the harsh bite he gave you, like a dog hunting a fox. His lips trailed across your jaw, to your neck and you couldn't help the moan escaping you as he touched a sweet spot on your neck, your Adam's apple bobbing as you swallowed.
"You're all mine, and I'm going to do whatever the fuck I like with you until I am satisfied" he whispered in your ear, and you groaned softly. No, how can this be happening, how can you be enjoying this?
"Now be a good girl and get undressed" he ordered and let you go, his touch making you feel cold and empty as he stepped away and retreated to the chair. Slipping your clothes off, you looked over and your eyes widened in shock as you saw him take some things out of a bag. Some rope, a pair of handcuffs and a leather strap with a rubber ball in the middle. Suddenly the nerves came back, and you watched intently his every move.
He turned back to you, eyes wandering across your now naked body, and he strolled over to you, a smirk creeping on his lips.
"Did I tell you, you have a beautiful body" he said softly, and you shook your head no. Your blushed red at the compliment and he reached up, grabbing your face in his hands, and turning your head to the side. His tongue darted out, licking its way up across your cheek and to your temple, tasting you like an ice cream. You gasped softly, the breath slowly sinking away. there was fire between your legs now, your cum dripping out slowly and sticking to your thighs.
"And I want it on display for me, all perfect and ready for whatever I want to do to it" he whispered, and he suddenly tugged you forwards, catching you off guard and you yelped a little but quickly shut your mouth, hoping to not alert anyone outside. He brought you to the side of the bed and stared down at you, towering over like a statue. He was so big compared to your petite little body which only made him more dominating and intimidating.
"Good girls get the bed; sluts get the floor. If you want this bed, you're going to have to earn it" he shoved you down on the floor, pushing you until you were lying on your back. Your breathing intensified, sharp small in your mouth. The Winter Soldier grabbed the handcuffs and threw them on your stomach.
"Put those on" he ordered, his tone not harsh but stern. You took the cold metal cuffs, feeling the metal between your fingers before slipping them on. They clicked shut, tight around your wrist and you did the same on the other one, your hands now binded together. The cuffs clinked and rattled, and the feeling of restraint was making you wetter. The Winter Soldier climbed over you, grabbing the rope, and unravelling it, letting it fall to the floor. He crouched down and took one of your ankles and tied it to one of the bed posts and then did the same to the other, pulling your legs open so they were exposing your pussy. As he put it, you were on display for him. You tugged a little at the restraints, the feeling unusual and strange but by God was it making you tingle down there. You watched as The Winter Soldier circled around you, his boots very close to your face and he stepped in between your legs, settling himself down on the bed, the mattress squeaking as he did.
"Look at you, all tied up, nice and pretty for me… and look at this pretty little pussy" he slowly lifted his boot, pressing it to your mound and you gasped, pulling away slightly but you couldn't go far. The rubber bottom of his boot was harsh against the soft skin of your pussy and as he slowly rubbed it, you hissed in pain. He started to make little circles with the tip of his boot and now the pain was slowly turning to pleasure, tingles and sensations brewing there.
"Ohhh" you moaned, letting your head hit the carpet, your hands resting on your stomach as he pleasured your pussy. Fuck, I can't believe I'm enjoying this. It's humiliating but hot at the same time.
"You like that don't you, you like my boot touching your pussy" he teased, and you nodded.
"Yes" you whispered, eyes closed, and you felt him press harder into your mound, his boot pinching the skin slightly and you flinched.
"From now on you refer to me as Sir" he ordered gently.
"Yes Sir" you breathed, and he grinned, continuing to make small circles on your pussy. Your pussy flexed as an orgasm was starting to brew. Your moans began to get louder, and you hissed as he pressed his boot firmly.
"Quiet, you don't want for someone to walk in do you" you shook your head and bit the inside of your lip to keep your moans quiet. The door was locked but that didn't mean the guards couldn't kick it down. You would die if they burst in here, seeing you tied up on the floor with The Winter Soldier on your bed, using his boot to get you off.
Your orgasm was growing deeper and deeper, and you knew you wouldn't be able to hold back any longer. After not being able to cum yesterday, your cum had been building up and the pleasure was going to be intense.
"Oh, please Sir" you whispered, pressing yourself further into the floor as your orgasm was beginning to make you shake.
"What, what does this little slut want" he teased.
"I want to cum" you begged, opening your eyes to look up at him, a pleading face and he smirked, pressing his boot further into your mound and moving it a little faster.
"You want to cum, do you think that's how good girls ask to cum" he titled his head to the side, and you shook your head.
"Well go on then, ask me".
"Please Sir, please may I cum, I want to cum for you" you pleaded, your hands pressing into your stomach to hold back the orgasm that was on the brink.
"Keep going" he said.
"I want to cum so badly, I'll do anything for you Sir" you'd really do anything for him to let you cum right now.
"That's right, you'll do anything for me because your mine".
"Yes, I'm yours".
"What are you?" he teased.
"I'm a slut… I'm your slut" you whispered, and he smirked. He could see you were about to explode, your mouth dropping open in a silent moan.
"You can cum" as he said the words, you let yourself go, cumming over his boot, juices spilling out and trickling down your pussy. You moaned hard, pressing yourself in the carpet but bit your bottom lip hard so to keep quiet. He didn't stop moving his boot on your pussy as you climaxed and it was becoming painful, the pleasure becoming too much. You flinched as if to get away, but you had nowhere to go. You were tied and open for him. if he wanted you to have another orgasm, he'd get that from you.
"Oh, please Sir, please it's too much" you begged, and he smirked. He slowed down the movement and pressed his boot firmly into your mound.
"What do you say?" he ordered, and you finally caught your breath to be able to think and speak properly. Your body was covered in sweat, hair messy and face flushed bright pink.
"Thank you… Sir" you whispered, and he smiled.
"That's a good girl, now it my turn" he stood up and slowly unzipped his pants, pulling his member out again. You swallowed the ball of saliva in your mouth, feeling parched. A drop of water would be great right now. The Winter Soldier stepped forwards, so he was towering over you, crouching so he was sat on your stomach, legs on either side.
"Now you're going to get me nice and hard so I can fuck this sore pussy of yours" his metal hand grabbed your cuffed ones and placed them on his dick, insinuating that you needed to get him hard, and you started to rub up and down. It was a little tricky what with the cuffs, but you soon found a rhythm. His dick was soft in your hands, and you moved them up slowly, pressing firmly to get it up and hard. He leant his head back, groaning to himself, eyes shutting as you pleasured him. He was heavy on top of you and now you defiantly couldn't move.
"That's it, get it nice and hard for me" he moaned, and his metal hand came up to cup your jaw, squeezing a little so he had full view of your face.
"Do you know how pretty you look like this, all tied up and messy and all that from my boot fucking your pussy. I haven't even stuck my dick inside you and you're begging me to cum" he grinned. The humiliation was making you wet again, something you never thought you'd enjoy but it was turning you on. Everything was, the control he had, the possessiveness, the orders he gave you, the fact he could do whatever he liked, and you obeyed him. You truly were his to do whatever he liked.
"Yes Sir" you whispered, and he smirked. His dick grew harder in your hands, and he was now ready to fuck you.
"Now it's time to fuck that pussy of mine, remember to be quiet, don't want to catch their attention outside do we" he slipped down between your legs and pressed the tip of himself inside you. You gasped and flinched upwards, your hands wanting to reach down and stop him, but you couldn't reach. His metal hand pressed against your chest, guiding himself in.
He slowly began to thrust, pressing himself deep inside until he was balls deep inside you. He quickened his pace, balls slapping against the outside of your pussy. He was stretching you open, and you leaned your head into the carpet, moans falling out like as he began to fuck you. Your pussy was heating up, your second orgasm now in the making.
"Oh, fuck you're so tight" he moaned, his metal hand gripping your thigh and pressing it down to the floor, so he had full access. The cuffs on your hands rattled as your body jerked on the floor and for a second you wondered if the people downstairs might hear the noises coming from the ceiling. But there wasn't anything to be done about that.
"Oh god" you moaned to yourself, your voice barely above a whisper and your voice becoming hoarse from the moaning. It was tingling again, and your legs were starting to turn numb, the pleasure building up.
The Winter Soldier reached under your thighs, tugging you down the floor closer and lifted you slightly up from the floor, getting a better position so he could pound you. His body slapped yours as he did, his dick buried deep inside you, and he could feel you clenching around him.
"Oh my god" you groaned, eyes rolling to the back of your head. You felt a cold wet substance on the top of your pussy and looked down to see a line of spit dripping. The spit made his dick slid in better and he looked down at you smirking.
"I can feel you clenching around me, you want another orgasm don't you" he said, and you nodded.
"Oh yes please Sir" you begged, looking at him with pleading eyes. You needed to come again. You couldn't bear the thought of being denied another orgasm. You needed to release and spill all that cum out, let your body give into the desire and pleasure you so badly wanted from this assassin.
"You better start begging me because if I cum before you, then you won't be getting one" he teased, and you whimpered slightly. No, you couldn't let that happen, you needed to cum.
"Oh, please Sir, please let me cum. I want to cum so bad for you" you made a good start, but your orgasm was distracting you from begging and you stopped for a moment.
"Don't stop begging me" you felt a harsh slap on your ass which brought you from your clouded mind and continued begging.
"Please Sir, please let me cum, I'll do anything for you" you hoped that was the trick in letting him give you an orgasm and when you said that the smile curled on his lips.
"Anything for me, that's because…" he raised his brow, waiting for you to finish.
"Because I'm a slut and I'm your slut" you breathed, and he grinned. He gave a few more thrusts and you gasped as you nearly let yourself go but managed to bring it back and he could see how desperate you were.
"You can cum for me" he groaned, and you let your body go, releasing over his dick. Your orgasm was stronger this time and you convulsed on the floor; hands pressed into your chest as he continued to fuck you through your climax. Sweat covered your body, giving you a glow under the warm lights of your bedroom and you were shaking.
The Winter Soldier groaned as he too was going to reach his own climax and he suddenly pulled out, moving himself up your body. His metal hand grabbed the back of your head and he fisted himself for a few seconds before he released, his cum squirting you in the face.
"Open your mouth" he ordered, and you did, letting his cum fall onto your tongue. He was breathing hard, his body shaking, and he pulled the last few drops out, letting them drip onto your tongue. He took a deep breath, wiping his messy fucked hair out of his eyes and his thumb closed your lips together, allowing you to swallow the salty juice inside your mouth. It was sticky and you licked your lips, falling back into the carpet in exhaustion. Once you finally caught your breath, you looked up at him.
"Thank you, Sir," you whispered, knowing he was waiting for your gratitude, and he smirked, his metal thumb coming over and wiping the little bit of residue on your lips.
"Good girl" he breathed. He placed himself back inside his pants before standing up. You watched as he stepped over to the chair, reaching into the bag and he pulled out what looked like a small key, most likely to unlock the cuffs. But he didn't hand it to you yet. He gathered the file on the bed and placed it in the bag, slipping it over his shoulder.
You stared at him in confusion, wondering if he was going to untie. You hoped he wasn't going to leave you like this.
"I'll be back tomorrow, remember don't be late" he said sternly, and you furrowed your brows.
"But I thought that was it, I did what you asked, I got you the information" you said. Surely, he had gotten everything he wanted.
"Yes, you did, but I'm not done with you. I told you, you and I have lots more fun to have" and with that, he dropped the key on your stomach.
"Perhaps I'll let you have the bed" he smirked and turned to leave, slipping out the window. You took the key from your stomach and sighed, your head hitting the carpet with a thud.
"Wow".
Hey so I hope you liked part 2, I'm actually going to be turning this into a full story as well so stay tuned for that, it should be out soon. Let me know what you think by leaving a review
