(WARNING: BDSM)
Standing there in the middle of the room, her heart pounded heavily in her chest as she anticipated what was about to happen to her. With her hands chained above her head, her feet spread apart and chained to the floor and a blind over her eyes, she gave a tug at the restraints, part of her hoping it would break free. Suddenly, the sound of heavy footsteps filled the quiet room, making heart beat even faster. She tensed as she felt the presence of her visitor, and gave a slight jump when a hand was suddenly on her hip and a warm body was pressed into her back.
"Are you waiting patiently for me, princess?" his low voice said directly in her ear, making her immediately break out in goosebumps.
"Yes, sir," she whispered, giving a small gasp when his hand wrapped around her throat.
"You sure you're ready for this?" She nodded, and could feel him walking around to the front of her. "Do you remember your words?" Again, she nodded, and cried out in surprise when he swiftly slapped her, and yanked hard on her hair to force her to tilt her head up. "I can't hear you, little girl," he growled through clenched teeth, and she realized it had begun.
"Yes, sir...I'm sorry, sir," she quickly said, her voice already wavering. She could hear him walk away from her, and despite her mounting nerves she waited obediently for his next move.
"There's so many toys here to play with," he commented as he looked through the items he had sitting out neatly. "Which one should I use first? Hmm?"
"Wh...whichever you'd like, sir," she said quietly, hoping her compliance would earn her some clemency.
"Whichever I'd like, huh?" he echoed as he admired what was in his hand, and looked back over at her.
"Yes, sir."
"Are you sure about that?" he asked as he slowly walked back over to her.
"Yes s-" she started to say, when there was suddenly a loud 'crack' and a hot sting on her back as the flogger in his hand came in contact with her back. Giving a scream of both pain and surprise, she arched away from him, and again tugged at her restraints.
"You're not going anywhere, bitch," he commented as he struck her again with the flogger. When she again cried out, he added harshly, "You shut your fucking mouth, and don't make a sound. Got it?"
"Y-y-yes sir," she replied, her voice shaking, and gritting her teeth she accepted the sting from the strikes, each one just a little bit harder than the previous one.
As he watched her skin grow more red with each hit, he finally stopped when he noticed her entire body trembling, and placed the flogger on the ground. Stepping closer, he reached around to cup her breast, making her breath in sharply when he pinched hard on her nipple. When she gave a tiny whimper, he released the pert button and brought his hand up to squeeze her throat. Reaching around with his other hand, he brought it to the juncture of her thighs, and was pleasantly surprised when he felt how wet she was. "What did I just find?" he murmured as he lightly brushed against her clit, the nearly silent whimper she gave not going unnoticed by him. "I think you like being punished, don't you slut?" he added, squeezing harder.
"Yes sir," she replied, her voice barely a whisper from the grip he had on her throat.
"I never gave you permission to enjoy this, you fucking slut," he stated harshly as he picked the flogger back up, and again struck her, this time against her lower stomach. When she cried out, he stepped over to where he had his different tools, and grabbed the ball gag before walking back over to her. "If you can't be quiet, I'm going to force you to be quiet," he added, and roughly put it in place, muffling the ability for her to make noise. Again, he struck her against the abdomen,and despite her effort to not make any noise she could not help but to give out a muffled noise as she began to cry. Stepping closer, he leaned down and murmured in her ear, "You can cry all you want, you little slut...all it does is make my cock harder."
Giving a tiny whimper at his words, she attempted to stop crying, but when he picked back up in striking the flog over her torso and chest this only made her cry harder. When he could see her skin bordering on turning purple from how inflamed it was, he finally stopped, and having mercy decided to reward her for handling his flogging so well. Placing it back on the table, he reached for one of the other items and walked back over to her. Breathing hard and drenched with sweat, she tried to catch her breath and slow her racing heart as she stood there in silence. He could feel the tension radiating off of her, and giving a slight show of of affection he pressed a light kiss to her clammy forehead. She jumped when there was suddenly a strong vibration pressed into her clit, and clenched her her hands into fists to try and suppress her noises of pleasure. "Fuck," she moaned when he turned up the intensity of the vibrator, her words muffled around the ball gag, when suddenly he slapped her hard.
"What the fuck did I say about making noise, you little bitch?" he snapped, and gave another slap as he pulled the vibrator away. "Do you want me to take away your reward for being so good? Because I can. I can keep going, and make the only thing you feel be pain."
Immediately, she shook her head as tears again filled her eyes. "I'm sorry," she whimpered, her words again distorted, when he brought the vibrator back to her clit.
"Don't do you it again, you fucking bitch," he growled, and when she nodded he picked back up where he left off. When he noticed her trying to move against it, he slapped her twice. "Did I tell you, you could move? You think you can try and make yourself come, you little slut?" Quickly, she stilled and shook her head. "You'll come when I allow you to come. Got it?" he growled in her ear, and with a small gasp she nodded. As he moved the vibrator over her clit, his free hand grasped her ass hard, his nails digging painfully into the already bruised cheek. She jumped when he gave a few hard slaps, and breathed in sharply when he suddenly thrusted two fingers hard within her. Wanting to bring her there, he demanded, "Come for me, slut. Let me hear you." Immediately, she let out a moan which bordered on a whine. Between the vibrator on her clit, and his fingers curling up inside her, she quickly began to spiral up, until she was screaming out her pleasure as she came in agonizing throbs. He gave a murmur of approval at the way her entire body trembled, and feeling her spasm around his fingers, the site of her making his self control begin to slip.
Not quite done with her, he pulled away, and simply watched her as she calmed back down. Stepping over to the table, he placed the vibrator back on it, and looked over everything spread out on it before finally deciding on what he wanted to use next. Walking over to her, he looked her over, tickling the riding crop in his hand along her inner thighs, before giving a sharp slap to her feminine lips, making her scream in pain. Not giving her any chance to catch her breath he continued his infliction of pain, giving both her front and back side an equal amount of hits. When he could tell she was trying to say something, he asked, "What the fuck do you have to say, bitch? You better make it good."
"M...mercy...mercy...mercy," she sobbed, the sound of that single word making his stomach drop. For a moment he stood there, watching her body shake as her head hung while she cried. Finally having mercy, he stepped closer and gently removed the ball gag from her mouth, and wiped the drool from her mouth as he slipped the blindfold off from over her eyes. Her head hung, she simply continued to cry, and pulling her in he cradled her to his chest, holding her against him as he stroked her hair. Softly shushing her, he pressed kisses to the top of her head, until finally she quieted down. Reaching up, he released her hands from the restraints which had been holding her in place, before deftly lifting her up, and carrying her over to the plush bed nestled in the corner of the room. Lying her down against the pillows, he stripped down to his briefs before stretching out alongside her, and perched up on an arm as he smoothed her hair back from her face. In that moment, she was grateful for how cool the satin sheets felt beneath her burning, tender skin. "You're such a good little girl," he commented when her gaze met his, and gently wiped away the tears staining her face. "I love how obedient you are, princess. You listened so well, and I'm so proud of you."
She could feel a warmth spread through her body at his praise. "Thank you, sir," she quietly said, her eyes never leaving his face.
Bringing her hand up, he kissed the mark on her wrist from the restraint. "It's daddy," he corrected her, and she was relieved at knowing his sadist side was finally put away. "Are you okay?" he added, concern on his face.
She nodded. "I'll be okay," she reassured him, softly pushing back a strand of his hair from his face.
"Are you sure? You're still shaking," he commented, continuing to stroke her face.
She nodded. "I think it's just adrenaline," she replied, and when she closed her eyes he lightly kissed her eyelids.
"I know I haven't shown it, but...this is something I need from time to time. I need to know if you can handle it," he confessed, a hint of worry in his eyes as he studied her face.
She simply looked up at him, her silence making him nervous, until finally she nodded, filling him with relief. "I can handle it for you...just not all the time," she commented, making him give the faintest smirk at the past part.
Pressing a kiss to her forehead, he breathed in her scent, constantly intoxicated by how she smelled. "I would never put you in harms way. I will always respect your boundaries, I hope you know that," he quietly replied, wanting to ensure she knew he wanted to always have her consent.
"I know...I trust you," she reassured him, her eyes full of innocence as she looked up at him.
He could feel the ache in his chest from how full of caring devotion he had for her in that moment. "...I love you, Lyla," he said in a soft tone, his heart pounding in his chest when a look of shock came to her face.
Left speechless, she stared up at him, leaving him feeling more vulnerable than when he first began opening up to her. As tears once more began to fill her eyes, she whispered, "I love you too, Brian."
Relieved, he kissed her deeply as he moved between her thighs, bringing his kisses to her neck as his hand cupped her breast. When she made a noise of discomfort, he pulled back. "Am I hurting you?"
She hesitated, before requesting, "Just be careful...please." Making sure to keep as much of his weight off of her as possible, he kissed her again as he freed himself, and carefully he eased into her, both of them making quiet noises of approval. "Brian," she sighed, cupping his face in her hands as she leaned up to kiss him.
"You feel so good, princess," he whispered as he began to gently thrust into her. A sharp contrast to the persona her been showing just five minutes before, he made love to her softly, treating her as if she were the finest China. It did not take long for them to fall apart together, clinging to each other as they again confessed their love for the other. Spent, he swiftly rolled them both over, to where he was on his back and she was draped across him. "Thank you," he quietly stated after a long moment of silence, making her look up at him.
"...For the sex?" she asked, confused by his comment.
He laughed. "No, I'm not thanking you for the sex...even though it was as good as it always is." It was her turn to laugh. "I was thanking you for...being so open minded. Taking a risk, and trying something which I'm sure is intimidating. I would never force myself on you, but...I have to do this from time to time. I don't know why I'm like this, but..."
She gave him a soft kiss. "You don't have to explain yourself, Brian, I understand."
"I just don't want to scare you off," he admitted quietly, a hint of nervousness in his voice.
Scooting up to where she was leaning over him, she touched his cheek, making him look at her. "You're not scaring me off. I knew what I was getting myself into, and I know you always want my consent. I trust you...you make me feel safe...even when it comes to this," she reassured him, giving him a soft smile.
When he noticed how weary she looked, he kissed her before pulling her back down. "Sleep for a while, I can tell and you're exhausted." Simply nodding, she pressed a kiss to his chest before burying herself into him and giving a content sigh once she was settled. As he ran a hand through her hair, he found himself wondering for the umpteenth time how he had gotten so lucky in having her come into his life.