Chapter 2: I am hungry for you

„How did you get in?" I ask in horror.
„My dear, we are in Gotham. Even a little kid would be able to break into your apartment."

It is difficult for me to stay calm. I think very hard about what to say to this man without making him more mad. From the beginning I knew he might be dangerous. After all, he works for Fish.

„Listen, Oswald. I am sorry, I-"

„Shush!" he cuts me off, his finger on his lips. „Don't waste your breath."
Slowly he licks his upper lip, coming closer to me.
He is hungry, very hungry, but he is patient. He is a predator, and he wants to enjoy every single moment, seeing me scared and cornered like a fawn.

„It's a pity you didn't bring your new toy with you. Or maybe he had the honor already?
Whatever. I wanted to give him a warm welcome."

I give him a confused look.

Grinning he says, „Well, it wouldn't be my first time. You know, I said hello to some of your, let's say, special customers already. The ones, who looked at you in a certain way and visited you far too often."

„You-Did you really-?"

His laugh is sardonic. „Never wondered why some of your steady customers didn't come anymore?"

Well, I wondered, but actually I didn't care much about it.
They haven't been special to me. Nevertheless, I'm shocked.
So he is even capable of hurting, no, killing people.

I let my eyes wander to his right hand. „Fuck," I whisper.
He holds something. I can't see it well, but I'm not a fool.

The guy in the black suit grins like a Cheshire cat.
„Oh, forgive my rude behavior. May I introduce you to a good friend of mine? You know, never cheats me, never disappoints me," revealing his knife.

„We didn't do anything! I just-wanted to make you jealous," I admit, screaming in terror. I hope my words will calm him down. It doesn't work.

„Oh, is that so?" He sounds cold.

„What are you up to? Wanna kill me?" I frown at him.

„Don't look at me that way. A smile suits you better by far."

„You know, I'd more likely laugh than smile at a penguin," saying the word penguin forcefully and in disgust. As soon as I say it I regret it.

In an instant his smile fades away.

„That, my love, was a mistake."

I try to run past Oswald but he grabs my arm painfully and throws me against my bedroom chest. A cry of pain escapes my mouth. I don't have time to recover. He is right behind me, his body pressing heavy against mine. Damn, he is quicker than I thought!

Violently he pulls my hair back, forcing me to look up. The cold blade of his knife touches my face. Oswald buries his face in my neck, inhaling my scent.

The man with the blue eyes licks my ear, only with the tip of his tongue.
„_ _ _ _ _, you know I like you a lot, but," his lips are touching my neck slightly, his breath on my skin causes me to shiver, „Never. Ever. Call. Me. Penguin. Again. I can't guarantee for anything. Understand?" His voice is threatening.

The only thing I can do is nod.

„Say it!"

„I understand," I say almost crying.

„Good girl," he smiles. I hear his laughter, „The whole time you thought you are the one who's controlling me, right? You thought the only thing you have to do is to snap with your fingers and I will run to you like a stupid, little puppy. Thought you are the hunter in this game. Hunting for the poor, little, naive virgin guy."

He shakes his head. „Let me tell you, I am the one who has the whip hand. I will prove it to you."

Suddenly I feel a small pain on my neck, a small amount of blood coming out. I'm startled at first, but after Oswald begins to suck and lick my wound hungrily, I begin to feel thrilled. He bites me gently, and I grab his hair, a small moan escaping my lips. All too fast he stops. It just started to feel good!
„I wonder-if your juice down there tastes as sweet as your blood."

Oswald bites his lip, „You know, I often heard the first time should be something special. Everyone thinks I've never ever even touched a woman before, and surely you also think so. So, will you make it special for me?"

He chuckles devilish.

„Alright, my little dove. It's time for your real punishment. Now, shall we begin?"
Oswald puts his knife back to his trousers pocket. He tells me to stay in the position I am in; bent forward, my hands resting on the commode, and my face facing the mirror. „Otherwise I will get really mad and I doubt you want me to be mad."

I don't move. He pulls back a bit. I feel his hands on my legs.
Slowly he is working his way up, lifting my dress up until my butt is exposed to him. „Well, well, what have we here?" In the mirror I can see him grinning.

I am scared and excited at the same time. What is he planning?

Oswald watches my sexy lingerie in astonishment. „You little vixen," he says while touching the thin fabric. He sounds very pleased, „Transparent, hm? For me?" Gently he is stroking my buttocks.
I can feel your face burning.

He takes a big step backwards. Somehow I am disappointed. Even though I am scared, I also feel aroused. With closed eyes I am waiting for his next move.
I hear a rustling. Already? It was pointless to deny that I wanted him.

In excitement I bite my lip. I expect him to rip off my panty and feel his manhood, but instead I feel a sharp pain on my bottom. I scream out. What is he doing? I turn my head and see Oswald holding a belt.
„Turn around," he commands. „Don't worry, it will start to feel good. Just relax. Trust me."

„Oh, yes, sure. Cause you're so damn trustworthy," I think.
But I do as I'm told.

Again! Another spank. I'm screaming again.

„Lift your ass a bit higher and relax. Good."
Another hit. With each blow the pain turns into another feeling.
Heat builds up between my legs. Automatically I spread my legs a little. Again I feel the belt on my skin.
„Oh, Oswald-please!" Is it really possible that this feels so good? I bite your lip in arousal.

„Enough." He throws the belt to the ground. Once again he presses his full body on mine.
Only this time I can feel a bulge between his legs.

„So he does have a dick after all," I think with a smirk.

Oswald pins me down. His breath is heavier than before.
„Look into the mirror.". I meet his gaze. „You have been a very bad and naughty girl. You hurt me. Do you know that? You really hurt me. I don't allow you to call me by my name anymore. You have to earn this. From now on I am your master, got that?"

„Yes."

„Yes, what?"

„Yes, m-master."

„There we go."

He caress the spanked area.
„Exquisite," he whispers.

Oswald is getting on his knees and starts to kiss my sore skin. It's still burning, but the feeling of pleasure predominates. His lips on my wounded skin makes me moan.
He draws nearer to my center, kissing and licking my flesh nice and slowly.
He's taking his time. Painfully slow. Why must he tease me so badly?
My panty is already soaking wet.

I squirm, „Please. I can't-„
Oswald looks up to me, grabbing my butt again.
„What? I don't understand what you are saying."
„Please, Oswa-master."

He gives my bum cheek another squeeze.
„Please what?" He chuckles, „I can smell your scent. Very intoxicating, indeed." He's inhaling me. „Maybe you are in need?"

Weakly I nod. I know what he wants to hear.

„I-need you-master, please. I-oh." You can't take it anymore!

"Yes? Say it."

„Please touch me, eat me out, finger me, fuck me, anything! But please do something!" I yell out in frustration.

I don't have to tell him twice. I can feel his tongue through my panty, licking through the thin fabric. I suppress a moan. And at last! He rips off my unnecessary cloth. I feel a bit ashamed, but also turned on as hell. Almost I can feel his shameless look on my fully exposed backside. Oswald positions himself into a better angle and finally I can feel his lips at my center.
The feeling overwhelms me. I start to move my hips a bit.

He controls me and he loves it. He tastes every drop of my sweet honey with joy, teasing my most sensitive spot by varying pressure and speed of his tongue, circling around. Always touching and squeezing my ass.
Heaven must be like this.

Oswald starts to touch and rub my clit and inner folds with his fingers. Why is he is so fucking skilled? He pushes one finger, two fingers inside. I can't suppress a moan anymore. My cry of pleasure doesn't leave him unaffected. I hear him groan.

His tongue together with his fingers… What a lovely combination! And a sweet torture at the same time.
Oswalds moves gets quicker.
My climax is near. „Don't stop! Oh, Oswald, don't stop!"

Right after I said it he withdraws and stands up, pressing his body again on mine and forces me to look into the mirror once more. „Look at yourself. Can you see what I am doing to you? What I make you feel like? You cry out in ecstasy and you beg me for more. And I swear, I will make you see stars."

Why is he turning me on so much? He's mad, he's an animal, and still I want him to fuck me. I want to feel him deep inside of me. Want him to control me. Want him to possess me.

I feel like crying. My frustration is driving me insane. And I realize my mistake, not addressing him with master.

„I am sorry, master," I say with a shaky voice. „I-„

„That's not why I stopped," he says.

I dare to turn around and face him.

His lips are curling into a smile. „First, it's part of your punishment. Second, it's my turn now. Come to me."

Still lightheaded I do what he wants. As I walk towards him I feel that my bum is still sore. I don't care.

„What do you want me to do now, master?" I ask him.

I don't get an answer. Instead, he takes off my dress. Now I stand in front of him, only with my bra and necklace on. My nipples are pressing painfully against the fabric, eager for his touch.

He obeys my silent pleading and touches one of my breasts, gently squeezing it. „You really thought I will lay you down tonight, didn't you? You wanted me to, am I right? Your dress, your teasing lingerie, your perfume-your lipstick. Like a whore."

I don't want him to win this time. „I just wanted to feel sexy. For myself. That's all."

His grip on my breast becomes tighter. „You are a very bad liar," he hisses.

Oswald takes my chin, making me to look at him. I want to kiss him so badly.
My eyes are locked on his lips and I try to reach them, but he is turning his head away.
„No kiss. A kiss is for lovers. We aren't lovers."

I felt my heart breaking. I never thought he would be able to hurt me in any emotional level, but just in that moment I feel hurt.
Why is that so? I try to hide my shock and sadness and it seems like he really doesn't notice it. Or maybe he just doesn't care.

His gaze stays cold.

„Undress me."