Kneeling in front of him, I hold out the belt, lifting it above my head as I duck to the floor. “Please … control me, Mister Brand.”
Accompanying song: “She and Him” by Omniflux
When nothing happens, my eyes dart up to meet his. He blinks a couple of times, his back straightening as he furrows his brows. He tilts his head.
“What is it that you want?” he asks.
“I want what you want …” I say. “Use me.”
He grabs the belt, but doesn’t take it from my hands.
“Is that what you truly need?” he asks.
“Yes, Mister Brand.”
A hint of a smile builds on his face. “And what if I don’t?”
“I’ll run,” I say. “I’ll flee from this room, away from you, away from this life as a prisoner to your body.”
He smirks, muffling a laugh. “And you think you can just do that?”
“You promised me freedom. Pure freedom. Even from you.”
“You’re wrong.” His voice is rougher, lower, almost like what I’m used to.
“You said it yourself; I could run if I wanted. You love me. You love me so much that you can’t hurt me, and hurting me means not giving me what I want.”
His eyes narrow. “Just because I said that I love you doesn’t mean that you can leave. I won’t ever let you leave me.”
I stare at him, a devious smile on my face, as I prepare my reflexes.
And then I make a dash.
Before I have a chance to even get past him, he has me by the ankles. I fall down to the floor, bruising my knee as he drags me across the carpet back to him. “Oh, no, you don’t.”
“You can’t stop me.”
“I’ll stop you if it’s the last thing I do.”
He pulls me back toward him, ensnaring my wrists with his strong hands, forcing them behind my back.
“You want to be tied up?” he growls. “Fine, I’ll take away the tiny shred of freedom you had.”
The lion is back and ready for the prowl.
I try to hide my enthusiasm as he ties my hands behind my back using the belt, looping it around until I can’t move anymore. Then he spins me around, almost making me tumble, but I keep my balance.
“I gave you the opportunity to release yourself of your anger, your fear. What do we say?”
“Thank you, Mister Brand.”
“Good. Now remember what I did. I still love you, but you’re bad for wanting to run. Each and every time you do, I will punish you. Don’t you know there’s no escaping me?”
He grips my hair so tight I squirm. “Yes, Mister Brand.”
“What am I to you?” he asks.
“You are Sebastian. You’re mine.”
“And you are mine. I own you. Your heart, your body, your soul, and your mind. Remember it.”
He smacks my inner thigh, causing me to close my legs, but then he smacks them again and pushes them apart.
“Don’t close your legs from me. Ever.”
“Yes, Mister Brand.”
“Now … you created some painful lacerations on my back. Quite the vicious little fairy, aren’t we?”
“I’m sorry …”
“Don’t be. I’ll make you repay this debt.”
Somehow, that statement riles me up even more. I must be sick, but if I am, I don’t care anymore. I need this. I love how rough he handles me when he pulls my hair back and makes me look straight up into his eyes. His fire is back, and damn, do I enjoy the burn.
With one hand, he lowers his zipper and takes out his cock, which is already rock-hard, probably from capturing me. As he said, hunting riles him up. The sight of his hardness makes my mouth water. I’m so into his domination. I’ve already lost my sanity long ago, somewhere along this disturbing path that I stumbled onto.
I don’t regret anything right now.
“Pain makes me weak, Lillith. I hate being weak.”
“I know …”
He slaps my tit, making me squeal. “You know my name.”
“Yes, Mister Brand.”
“I gave you my pain, because that is what you needed. And what you need is what I need, because I am not happy when you aren’t happy. So … tell me, are you happy?” He cocks his head. “Show me.”
I smile for him as best as I can, because he’s pinching my nipple.
“Good.” His hand that was gripping my hair now forces me down to his lap. “Now it’s time for you to make me happy.”
He pushes me down to where my mouth meets his cock, which bobbles up and down the moment it comes into contact with my lips. I writhe when he tugs on my nipple and twists it.
“Go on. Suck my cock.”
I open my mouth just as he pushes my head down, thrusting his cock inside. I gag a little from the initial feeling of his shaft deep in my throat, which makes him moan out loud.