Title:A Siren's Call
Seminary: She's the contemporary siren, but he's no sailor. Their serinum scopuli? Washington DC.
Disclamer: I don't own Gossip Girl or the song ' Writings on the wall' by Sam Smith. This storyline however is completely original and therefore completely mine... Ow yeah! Hahaha. Enjoy! I want to add that I used the Four Season's Hotel in New York as my inspiration for Chuck's Empire Hotel.
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I've been here before, but always hit the floor
I've spent a lifetime running and I always get away
But with you I'm feeling something that makes me want to stay
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We are sitting in the limo, waiting until Arthur can pull up to the red carpet. The Christmas ball is hosted in The Grand Ballroom of the Plaza Hotel, located at the storied intersection of Central Park and Fifth Avenue. For over 100 years The Plaza has been chosen by socialites, celebrities, royalty and business leaders for their most important social events and charity gala's.
I'm wearing a beautiful royal blue dress that has a small train and is covered in beautiful handmade Dutch lace from head to toe. The high split in the front and my bare back, gives the rather formal dress a bit of an edge. Chuck spared no cost on this dress what so ever. I'm covered in diamonds from head to toe, they are rented from the jewelers, but that doesn't matter. I'm the one who gets to take them for a trip out in the town tonight. Chuck is excessively handsome in his tuxedo. He's looking incredibly delicious, making me want him even more. Over the next 48 to 72 hours we've had numerous sexual encounters and I seem insatiable.
When he quizzed me on my knowledge on the people in the book he had handed me yesterday, he playfully mentioned that he would spank me if I got one wrong. I wished that my mind went blank on the spot, just because I wanted him to spank me. I had enough self-pride to withhold myself from playing dumb. Instead I impressed him with an impeccable score and gaining the promise that he would tap my ass later tonight, once we were back from the event. Apparently he has a thing for smart girls, he finds them challenging.
"We are here sir." Arthur's voice pulls me out of my strain of thoughts.
"Thank you Arthur." Chuck responds before Arthur gets out and walks to the other side of the car, so he can open the door for us.
"Here we go…" Chuck muses while his lips brush against my cheek.
The moment we step out of the car the camera's starts flashing pictures. I keep my distance like any good assistant would do. In between learning all those faces and names of the people Chuck is most lightly to speak to tonight, I have researched on how to be a good assistant. I am well aware that I have spent more time being sexually involved with him these past few days and that my assistant job is merely a cover up for being his sexual assistant. None the less I want to prove my qualities towards Chuck and have decided to take this opportunity seriously. So I have researched what qualities a good personal assistant has. One must be efficient and discrete, which I am. I have to be self-motivated, proactive and organized, things I believe I excel at. Being flexible is also on the list. Chuck has tested my flexibility on numerous occasions now. I do realize that they didn't have that interpretation of being flexible in mind while writing that article, but I know Chuck well enough to know that, if he would have read the article he would have interpreted it in that way.
As we make our way down the red carpet, I seem to succeed at keeping a low profile. I stay
"Charles, you look dashing." Lily greets Chuck with a kiss on the cheek. All while the press keeps snapping pictures. You can tell they are used to it, neither of them pays attention to them.
"So do you." Chuck responds: "Classy as always."
The camera's stopped flashing at us. The paparazzi turned to someone who would listen and pose for them. I'm still trying my best to keep the spotlights off of me. I don't think of myself that they would be interested to see what has become of me, but I have been the center of attention once before during the time of my father's trial. I was never in the spotlights like Serena was. She was a true socialite. The camera loved her and still does. The paparazzi were there to capture her highs and her falls.
The moment Lily steps towards me to greet me the camera tails her.
"Hello Blair." Lily smiles before giving me a hugh. "I'm very pleased to see you. You look lovely." Lily continues honestly.
"Thank you. I love your dress." I respond. For a moment it's as if I never walked away from the upper east side, but I realize that not every reaction will be as genuine and welcoming as Lily's.
"Who's the one in the pretty dress?" One of the photographer shouts. "Chuck, who is she?"
"Ignore them." Lily reassures me. "They are like cockroaches the more you try to kill them, the more they multiply."
I laugh at her funny comment, when Chuck places his hand on my lower back: "We have to go inside." He whispers into my ear. His lips brush against the skin of my ear as he speaks. A tingle runs up my spine and I smile at him as I nod. We step forward and I give the crowd a last glimpse over my shoulder when I spot my mother only a few feet away from us.
She looks at me and I look at her. What is she doing here?! This is not good!
"Blair, come on." Chuck says, as he grabs his hand and pulls me towards him. I look at him before I follow him inside as I see my mother speeding up her pace. I realize that we need to be inside before she catches up. I don't want any drama in front of the cockroaches, they would tear everything apart to discover the true story beneath it and leave a trail of lies on their way. Ruining me all over again.
I hear her say my name the moment her cold hand grabs my arm: "Blair?!"
"Mother." I say in return. Chuck eyes me, he obviously caught the cold undertone and I can tell by the look in his eyes that he's wondering if I'm ok. My mother's cold hands can't even begin to describe the kind of ice queen she is.
"What are you doing here?" She asks next.
"I'm working." I respond, before I return the question: "What are you doing here?"
"I'm here with Cyrus. We've been seeing each other for a few months now. Today is our official announcement as a couple." Eleanor says as she looks around to find her new beau. To my appalling surprise she picks out a small, bald dwarf-like person out of the crowd. "Cyrus, come here. Come meet Blair."
"Hello, Blair." Cyrus says before he leans in and gives me a hug. Oh. My. God. I cannot believe it.
"Mother, I have to go. I'm working." I tell her again.
"Who do you work for?" Mother wonders, as she sees me walk up to Chuck her eyes grow wide.
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I'm prepared for this, I never shoot to miss
But I feel like a storm is coming
If I'm gonna make it through the day
Then there's no more use in running
This is something I gotta face
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Chuck and I have been floating around the ballroom for over an hour now. I have been successfully avoidingmy mother so far.
"God, not George Hunt…" Chuck groans.
"He recently divorced Mrs. Hunt. The woman at his arm is Allie Golding, his mistress." I blur out.
"How?" Chuck wonders.
"It was written on a post-it in the book. Updated info?" I shrug.
I can tell by the look in his eyes that he's impressed.
I make my way over to the ladies room. My mother is charming her way around the room and I hope that she didn't spot me. I'm happy to be able to take a seat for a moment. Even if it's just on a toilet. My designer heels are killing me. They are gorgeous, but a bit higher then I'm used to. The plateau a bit higher than usual and heel is the size of a needle. My feet tingle when I stand up. It hurts like hell, but the show must go on. I open the toilet stool and find my mother awaiting me in the powder room.
"Mother." I acknowledge her presence.
"What are you thinking, Blair?" She hisses.
"That I'm going to wash my hands, like all proper girls do after they visited the loo."
"Don't play dumb, Blair!" Mother sisses. She' like a snake, spitting her venom out. "What are you doing here with Chuck Bass?"
"I work for him."
"You obviously do more than that Blair. The man has a reputation to nail anything in a skirt. Rumor has it he has an odd taste. Now that I'm climbing us back to the top, I will not have you ruining it for me, as you involve yourself with that piece of trash."
"Who I involve myself with is my business. Right now I'm on the clock and what you think about that, frankly I couldn't care less. Chuck is kind to me and so is Lily. I won't have you ruin a good deal I have going. Sorry Mother." I pick up the trail of my dress and toward the door, the moment it swings open and I find Lily in the doorway. My heart is racing and I am going over every word I uttered to my mother and wonder if I have said to much.
"Oh, Blair." Lily smiles. "There you are. Come on darling, we have business to attend."
I give Lily a dazzeling smile and walk towards her. Lily acknowledges my mother's presence in the room by nodding her a hello: "Eleanor."
"Lily." My mother smiles too eagerly. Lily obviously doesn't care, because the moment I'm through the door, she lets it fall shut, leaving my mother behind. The moment that Lily guides me away from the ballroom I realize that she lured me away under false pretenses. I follow her as she leads me towards a different hallway and into a small room.
"Take a seat." Lily says. I don't dare to protest, but I'm not surrendering right away either.
"What is this about Lily?" I wonder.
"Fine. Stand if you must, but if it were me I would be more than happy to take a seat with those heels on." Lily's face softens. The woman has a point so I take a seat on a nearby chair.
"I like you Blair." Lily starts off her lecture: "I really like you. You are bright, strong and smart enough to handle my beloved Charles."
Now she has my full attention.
"I would like you to be the one that sticks around. You have made it up to his private space, high in the ivory tower he calls home. You challenge him mentally, but not sexually. Chuck has an odd preference Blair. I know that, but I would like to ask you to keep an open mind. You are his perfect match. I remember you as a child; you were wicked, always up for a scheme and a tad cruel. Don't be so submissive on everything. He only likes it when he wants you to be submissive. You need to challenge him, provoke him and you shouldn't be afraid of what will happen if you do."
"Why are you telling me this?" I wonder.
"Because Blair, if you don't reveal that different side of you soon, than you will be out to D.C. in no time. The moment you left the ballroom, so did he… Lily pulls the curtain away and instead of revealing a window, she reveals a view in an adjoined room. I see Chuck, Nate and a man I don't know. "The man on the far right is Damian Dalgaard. He brought the blonde." Lily informs me.
I'm shocked to see the woman sitting naked on the stool. Her legs and hands bound. Both Nate and Damian without their trousers on. Damian makes the woman take him in her mouth while Nate talks to Chuck. I can't hear a single word they are saying. After a while Nate takes over from Damian and starts to fuck her in her mouth, the moment Damian retreats. I see Chuck unbuckling his tuxedo trousers and I'm frozen on the spot. He didn't confirm that we were exclusive, we clearly aren't, by the look of his dick in her mouth. Chuck grabs her hair and takes her deep-throat, he tilt his head back in pleasure.
Instead of disgust I feel jealously run through my veins. I want to be the only one who makes his cock twitch and is capable of making him enjoy himself. For a moment I forgot Lily was in the room with me. "How did you know?" I wonder.
"Charles is like a son to me and when ether he likes it or not, I know all his dirty secrets. I know he has you under contract with him Blair and yet, I feel that you are the best that has crossed his path so far. Don't make him lose interest in you Blair. It would be a shame. I like you." With those words she leaves me behind in the room. After Lily slammed the door shut behind her, I suddenly can overhear their voices. To hear them more clearly I press my ear against the glass.
"The playroom can be prepped in half an hour." Nate says: "All you need to do is make the call."
"It's been a while since we went there." Damian joins the conversation and leave the girl alone on her chair. "The possibilities are much more opportune then here…"
"The limo can take her there…" Nate tries to persuade Chuck.
"Your little assistant left with Lily. She'll keep her entertained for now." Damian adds devilishly.
"Come on." Nate groans. "For old time's sake then…"
Chuck nods and my heart stills inside my chest instantly. Then I realize. It's now or never. I can either do nothing and pack my things to return to D.C. or I can take a leap and see where it gets me.
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If I risk it all… Could you break my fall?
How do I live? How do I breathe?
When you're not here I'm suffocating
I want to feel love, run through my blood
Tell me is this where I give it all up?
For you I have to risk it all
Cause the writing's on the wall
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I'm sitting on top of some sort of coffee table, placed in the center of a round sofa. I'm completely naked when Arthur places my wrists and ankles in the leather restrains that are accommodated for that.
"Are you sure, Miss Blair?" He wonders for the tenth time after he bound me onto the table on my hands and knees.
I found Arthur only moments after Chuck called him with his instructions. Cracking Arthur appeared to be more easily than I anticipated and soon the man informed me that Mr. Bass had asked him to pick up a blond and to drop her off in the Play Room in half an hour. That timeframe gave me enough time to execute my own plan. It took me a while before I could convince Arthur to take me to the Play Room instead. The man wasn't too keen on that assignment. "The Play Room isn't for you, Miss Blair." He kept on telling me on the way over there. I how ever had still no idea what the Play Room exactly was. To my surprise we stopped at the empire and Arthur led me to a suite on the second to last floor of the building. The moment he opened the door and allowed me to step inside, my eyes grew wide. Am I cut out for this? While stripping out of my clothes, I found the bar and granted myself a few scotches, just to calm my nerves.
"What happens here?" I wonder.
"Mr. Bass hosts parties here." Arthur informs me.
"Parties…?" I wonder. I've never attended a sex party before. My first three some was with Georgina and Huntzbergher, remember… Now I will willingly submit myself to three men at once.
Arthur leaves me in a dimly lit room, with a blindfold covering my eyes. That was my own request. Looking around the room, imagining what one could do with all those attributes, would only make me more anxious that I'm already am. Shortly after Arthur's departure, I hear their voices approach down the hallway. The door opens and I hear Nate say: "Look at the sight of that. All bound up and that perky ass high in the sky, just eagerly waiting to be filled."
"I'm going to discover just how wet she is." The voice of the stranger, that Lily introduced as Damian earlier, announces. I hear him walk down the steps, into the pit that holds the round sofa and the matching round table. Damian traces his tongue over my cunt. "Nice and wet." Damian muses: "Just the way I like it." He plays his tongue all over my nub, lips and vagina. To my own surprise this situation is actually arousing me. A delightful moan escapes my lips when he penetrates me with his tongue, granting him an encouraging cheer from Nate and Chuck.
"Give her the D-touch, Damian." Nate says as he joins Damian and I in the pit. "I'm going to let your delicious little mouth try to suck me dry." Nate smacks my ass as he makes his way round to where my face is positioned. "Wasn't she blonde?" Nate wonders.
"Who cares." Damian shrugs; "She's delicious, wet and willing to take on 3 guys. What more do you want?"
"Her lips around my cock." Nate laughs. I hear him unzip his pants, before he holds my head in place by my hair as he pushes all of him inside my mouth. I try my best to suck it as well as I possibly can, under the circumstances. "Oh god. You have a delicious mouth." Nate muses.
I hear the last pair of feet descend into the pit. "Move aside." I hear him tell Damian. "I'll stretch her for the rest of you…" He places his tip at my entrance and pushes himself into me with one swift and deep thrust. A muffled moan, due to Nate's Cock still partly inside my mouth, slips past my lips. For a second he stills and I thought I blew it, that he recognized me. I anticipated that the dim lighting should hold up my cover for at least a while. "Delicious…" Chuck muses, when fully inside me, smacks my ass before setting a fast and rough pace.
Damian takes over from Nate. All three men seem well equipped in size. Damian pushes all of him inside off my mouth, making me retch a bit. The feeling of my throat muscles contracting around him, give him a pleasurable feeling and make him repeat his deep throat trusts into my mouth at a slow pace. Damian slowly pushes his tip against the back of my throat, until he's fully in, keeps it there a moment and then retreats. "Fuck!"
Meanwhile Chuck is still thrusting deep and rough inside of me, bringing me roughly towards what I believe will be a first of many orgasms tonight. I was pretty sure I were to chicken out at one point on the way over here or once the men entered the room. To my own surprise I am actually enjoying this. I have never had sex with more than one man before. I never knew it intrigued me either. Seeing Chuck willing to share fuck another woman, unleashed a part inside of me, I didn't even knew I had. I'm curious how he reacts once he realizes it's me…
I feel someone spit some saliva onto my butt, before a finger is pushed inside. "So tight…" Nate muses, before he pulls his finger out. I feel another enter: "Too tight." Chuck corrects him.
"I'll get the toys then…" Nate says a bit too enthusiastic. "We'll stretch that beautiful butt of yours until you can handle all of us…"
Realization hits me: 3 men, 3 cocks, 3 holes…
I keep an upcoming panic attack under wraps. I'm going to have to sit this one out. I must. I convince myself that I have to. I wasn't paying attention to Damian anymore, so I didn't feel his orgasm approach and only realized he was there the moment he poured his liquids, with his cock deep throated inside my mouth. I hear someone fall into the sofa, shortly after his cock left my mouth: "You have an amazing mouth…" Damian complements me. "I want to go again…"
"I want to experience that mouth." I hear Chuck muse. He taps the tip of his cock against my lips. "But first, you need to drink, to wash away Dirty D's fluids." He muses from above before he leaves the pit.
"I hope you are ready…" Nate announces when he skirts some cold gel onto my butthole. He plays with the item, pushing it in, pulling it back out. Slowly at first, but he speeds up his motions until he stills and leaves the item buried deep inside of me. "And now…" Nate pushes his cock inside me, stretching me, while the item in my butt protest. He isn't as big as Chuck is, I feel the difference. I squeeze my hands into fists. If I hadn't been bound to the table, I would have crawled away in fear. I wonder how anyone can find this pleasurable. It doesn't hurt, it just feels unnatural.
Nate is thrusting himself into me at a rapid pace. His thrust are hasty, quick and animalistic. He holds me firm in place with his hands on my hips. The item in my butt gives more pressure, so my vagina tightens even more around Nate's cock, making his thrusts more intense than they otherwise would have been.
"Don't rush it, man. We've got all night." Damian comments. It doesn't take long for him to evoke a first moan out of me. The moment I do, he smack my ass hard. The spot tingles and burns where his fingers smacked into my skin. I moan and groan at the feeling.
"Let me hear you." Nate comments. Every time I do, his hand smacks against my skin, making it burn more each time. Meanwhile I have gotten quite comfortable with the plug inside my butt. It is actually starting to feel pleasurable when Nathaniel thrusts in and out of me, making the item move with him. Nate pulls himself out of me the moment he comes, squirting his fluids over my ass, it runs through the crack of my ass downwards, past the plug, along my cunt, until it drips onto the table.
Damian pulls the item out of my butt to replace it with a larger size. I groan a bit when the item stretches me further as he pushes it inside of me. Nate comes and lies underneath me, his face against my stomach and his tongue at my clitoris.
"Drink." Chuck says, as he places a straw at my lips. I take a sip and taste a heavy alcohol cocktail mix. The fruitiness hides the large amount of alcohol mixed inside of it. "Empty it." He commands next. I down the amount offered to me. It isn't too much, but just enough to get me tipsy. I'm careful not to speak, when Chuck is around. He could recognize my voice instantly. "Open your mouth…"
I feel Damian pushing his member inside me, simultaneously when Chuck pushes his lid inside my mouth. For the first time in my life I'm completely filled: mouth, cunt and butt. I don't know if it's the experience or the alcohol that is making my head spin. Nate is licking away at my clitoris while Damian and Chuck penetrate me and the experience is beyond arousing.
"You have to look at me." Chuck says before removing my blindfold. I let his cock slip out of my mind, so I can bend my head down and give my eyes some time to adjust. "Mouth" I hear him request from above. I oblige, lift my head, so he can slide his tip in and I look up at him. I suck at his cock when he pushes it further into my mouth, making him close his own eyes in arousal. When he looks down, my eyes await him along with a devious look in it. I didn't know what to expect. At first I spot confusion in his eyes, fury came next, but he settled on lust. He approved of my action with a pleased smirk and a verbal encouragement: "Suck me baby." The relieve if felt in that moment was overwhelming.
Chuck held on to my hair, so that I wouldn't be able to break eye contact with him. I wanted to see my reaction to the various sensations my body was exposed to now. His eyes kept wondering up and down my body and he keeps on licking his lips of the sight of me being handled by so many men at once. I can feel I'm closing in on my second orgasm. Nate escapes from beneath me the moment my muscles start to shake. Chuck keeps deep throating me, throughout my orgasm, without breaking eye contact. Damian sped up his pace, while my muscles contract, making the penetration even more intense with the plug inside my butt.
Chuck purposely holds his pace slow enough so he doesn't come inside my mouth. He's probably saving himself for later. He pulls away and instead he bends down to kiss me full on the mouth, only moments before Damian releases himself into me with one loud groan and a final and deep thrust. Chuck's kiss is delicious, hot and leaves me to linger. "What have I done?" He breaths in-between kisses. I smile and bite my lip in response.
Meanwhile Damian pulls the plug out of me and enters a bigger one. I groan when he pushes it inside me. Chuck starts to undo the restraints on my wrists while he continues to kiss me.
"Chuck?!" Nate wonders.
"He's been like that for the past few minutes." Damian responded. "I switched the plugs. I believe that the last one will be enough so she can handle us…"
Chuck moves around towards my feet and undoes the restraints there also. "Come." He muses, leading me out of the pit.
"Damian, meet Blair." Chuck says, while he leads me past him.
"Oh God! Chuck! You lucky bastard…" Damian responds. I have no idea what that was about. I can only assume that he had told Damian about me. "Assistant, my ass…"
"Hello, Nathaniel." I smirk at him, he just keeps staring back at me. "You're secret is safe with me, Nate." I say, adding a wink. Still nothing.
Chuck asks me to step into some sort of garter next, so I do. The moment he discovered it was me, he took even more the lead than before and orchestrated everything that happened next. After I stepped into the garter and he secured me, he pulled at a chain, until I'm dangling from the ceiling at perfect height for them. Damian hands me another drink to sip while Chuck goes down on his knees to tease and please me. All three men are gifted with a golden tongue, the delicious sensations they can evoke inside of me are delicious and so is that drink. The quantity, this time, is much larger than what Chuck made me drink.
"Don't get her too drunk." Chuck growls at Damian once he spots the size of the glass he handed me and the amount of liquor in it.
The moment Chuck pushes his large cock inside me, I feel as if my butt is going to explode. Chuck, Nate and Damian take turns on penetrating me, they only get a few thrusts before I move on to the next cock. They use the swing to throw me around the room. The garter keeps me legs spread wide, so they can easily penetrate me one by one. Slowly they build up the amount of time they get to penetrate me. I notice that the turns grow longer. It's Nate who holds on to me the longest. He is also the one who sticks some sort of electro induced stimulator onto my bundle of nerves and keeps banging me fast and hard, until I come all over him. The combination of the electro stimulation, the butt plug and the penetration is so intense that it induces an orgasm at a relative fast pace. "You have a delicious tight cunt for a harlot." Nate muses into my ear.
"Your cock isn't as big as I would have guessed." I return, before Damian pulls the swing and me, hanging in it, towards him. When he enters me, the simulation starts again. I'm still coming down from me previous orgasm. At the pace that Damian is going I know I won't hold out for long, because I can feel my orgasm building inside me once more. It's build on top of my previous and is even more intense than the first one.
I'm still returning from my second orgasm, when Chuck penetrates me. "Oh god, you're big." I say once he's fully inside me. The alcohol is taking it's toll on me, due to my repeated orgasms I feel even more drunk than before.
"Enjoy, baby. Enjoy." Chuck returns. "It's here for you…"
Chuck doesn't start the simulation right away. He too fucks me hard and fast, making a new orgasm rise to the surface too soon. The moment my orgasm announces itself, he kick starts the electronic stimulation, intensifying my orgasm even more. He keeps penetrating me, prolonging my orgasm the best he can and I have to endure this blissful torture, because I'm trapped. The garters of the swing keep my legs spread wide, making it impossible for me to close my legs. My body is shaking and trembling due to the intensity of my orgasm. My eyes roll into the back of my head at my peak when all my muscles contract in a way that even stops my breath for a moment. My muscles are so tense that I stop shaking at one point and tense up completely. That's the moment that Chuck pulls out of me and starts hitting my g-spot rapidly with his fingers. The moment I come, squirting my fluids all over his fingers, is the moment my entire body goes numb. My vision is hazy and my mind is spinning.
Everything that happened next is a blur for me. My mind and body were captured in some kind of whirl. I got my strength back after a few moments of rest, but it happened to me while I was in some sort of intoxicated whirl. It was in the moment that Chuck pulled out the plug and replaced it with his cock, that I realized what was to happen next.
"Your butt is mine." Chuck mused from behind me as he penetrated me at a slow pace in a reversed cowgirl pose: "All mine…" I find the feeling of his cock riding me inside my butthole, much more pleasurable and enjoyable than I anticipated. When Damian steps forward to penetrate me vaginally, Chuck allows him. At first Damian enters when Chuck pulls out, but gently they align their thrusts to the same rhythm and the first time they are both fully inside me, they stretch me further than I have ever imagined and believe was capable: "Oh god… Fuck… Oh my god…" Is all I can utter, while I cling onto Chuck's shoulders. My nails digging away in his skin, enjoying the ride offered to me. To my own surprise I keep chanting them on, telling them to fuck me harder and deeper. They revealed a more wicked side to me, than I ever imagined I was inside off me. At one point I even tell them to hold still so I can lower myself onto both their cocks at my own pace.
When Nate and Damian switch places, Damian doesn't stand aside, he swiftly slips his cock into my mouth. I hold still, letting the men take over the rhythm once more. I have to hold my head turned to the side, so Damian can deep-throat me so I'm completely filled.
"Fuck, baby." Chuck muses into my ear. He places hot and lingering kisses on the skin of my neck, my shoulder and finally he pushes Damian away so he can kiss me on the lips.
"You're an angel, Blair." Chuck muses in between kisses: "My angel…"
He came when no-one has before, filling me up with his warm fluids and once he was done. Both Damian and Nate came shortly after him, squirting their fluids inside me as well.
"That was hot." I breath into Chuck's ear. Once I've swallowed Damian's fluids.
It's also him who gives me a pill to take.
"What is this?" I wonder anxiously, thinking he's going to slip me some sort of drugs.
"It's okay." Chuck reassures me. "It's a morning after pill. We don't take any risks."
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A million shards of glass that haunt me from my past
As the stars begin to gather and the light begins to fade
When all hope begins to shatter know that I won't be afraid
If I risk it all could you break my fall?
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Chuck didn't wait for Nate or Damian to leave. Once he decided that this little adventure was done, it was done. He carried me up to the penthouse, drew me a bath and bathed me. He didn't utter a word, all he did was kiss me over and over. On my lips. On my skin. His touches gentle, as if I am some precious porcelain doll, that would break if he was too rough with me. He replaced his earlier dominance with gentleness. I like the fact that he has both sides. I like his dark, rough, devious side as much as I like the kind, sweet and gentle side he has shown me. I wonder if anyone beside Lily knows him like this. Am I privileged to know him like this? I remember how everyone warned me about him, not to get too caught up in him, when all I wanted to do was that. With every layer he grants me access to I become more and more intrigued. He has this irresistible attraction that brings out the best and worst in me all at once. Never in my entire life would I have done what I did tonight and it's all because of him. He makes the dark side so appealing, that it's reviving my own devious side.
Before the scandal I was cruel, devious and full of schemes. Serena was my partner in crime along with some minions of ours. I'm speaking of the time before the scandal broke through, when you have money and power people will accept anything you do. You can get away with anything and everything. I soon realized that, once you're among the ordinary people, this doesn't apply anymore. So I have learned to suppress my devious and scheming side, because it would have only gotten me into trouble anyway.
"What you did tonight was unexpected and stupid, Blair."
"My actions were stupid?" I wonder angrily: "You were okay with share fucking another woman you picked up at a party, where you invited me too! Do you have any idea how twisted and sick that is?!"
"I am twisted and sick, Blair." Chuck responds: "Don't forget that what we have is pure a business agreement."
"I'm well aware of that. I have to spread my legs whenever you feel like it and if you crave another, then I have the night off?!"
"I pay you for sex!" Chuck roars angry.
My hands connects with his cheek. I'm shocked by own reaction, it happened on instinct, but I don't regret it. "Then treat me like one." I roar back.
Chuck pulls me out of the tub and slams me against the stone cold wall of the bathroom. "You have no idea what you are saying…" I see the fury in his eyes, while he keeps me in place with one hand around my throat.
"I know the feeling and this is worse." I bite: "Use me and throw me aside if you must, but don't play cruel tricks on me." I fight him, trying to get his hand from around my neck.
"I never asked you to do what you did tonight…" He returns.
I sigh, in an attempt to relax myself a bit, because he clearly doesn't get it: "I wanted you to ask me."
The look in his eyes change and I can clearly see the confusion: "What?!"
"I'm angry because you picked someone else and not me. You tell me I'm yours and yet you pick another woman to fuck. Like you said; you are paying me to let you fuck me, so you better get your money worth then…"
"You volunteered yourself, to get fucked by three men at once." Chuck counters
"And you liked that I did. I could tell by the look in your eyes that you found it exhilarating that it was me…"
Chuck closes in: "You made my blood boil, like you're doing now..." He brushes his lips against mine, his hand still firm in place around my throat. "I wanted to punish you so hard, that you wouldn't be able to sit down for days…"
I hiss at his treat. Or is it a promise?
"I only fuck women in that room once, Blair." Chuck growls, "I consume them and throw them out once used. I have no idea what to do with you now…"
"Fuck me." I whisper.
"You opened a lit to a part of my mind, I didn't want to explore."
"Entice me with your dark mind." I say seductively.
"You have no idea what you are saying…"
"I'll comply to your darkest desires."
"Blair. No. Don't say that." Chuck begs me. I turn us around, even though he's still firmly holding on to my throat, he lets me. He's standing with his back against the wall when I muse: "Enlighten me…"
"You're in trouble now…"
I give him a devilish look, before I brush my lips against his: "Am I?" I wonder. "Or are you?"
"Both…" He admits annoyed. "I have devilish plans for you now… You'll regret your decision at one point, Blair. Please remember that…"
"Who's talking about regret?" I wonder, licking his lips with the tip of my tongue. "I enjoyed tonight…" I don't know who I'm supposed to be more scared off: his new side or my own…
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How do I live? How do I breathe?
When you're not here I'm suffocating
I want to feel love, run through my blood
Tell me is this where I give it all up?
For you I have to risk it all
Cause the writing's on the wall
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AN: To be honest, this one is kind of heavy. It' was a hard chapter to write. It makes their relationship even more complex and i need to gather my thoughs aligned with my storyline for the next chapter, where it's going to go from here. Because this is a turning point in the story. I know where i want to go with this story, but that doesn't mean that i know the contence of every chapter already. Sometimes a chapter just happens, so i don't know where it will take me next. I hope that this chapter isn't too heavy for you, my readers. I'm anxcious to discover how you feel and think about it.
Also a major thank you too everyone who took the time to review the previous chapter. I always look forward to reading what's on your minds. A thank you to ChuckBlair08Lover, Skaggirl, Guest 1, Eva-90, Pettycharlie, Alisha, Guest 2, angelalexandra and Herperson for leaving a review on the previous chapter!
xoxo,
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