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Story: Sinister Promise
Lifting off the bed, I left her still panting, my come leaking from her freshly fucked cunt. God, she looked so perfect lying there trying to catch her breath and wrap her mind around what had just happened.
What happened was simple, sweetheart. You became my new fixation.
I padded into the bathroom and ran the bath, filling the large porcelain tub with steaming water and adding an obscene amount of bubble bath. Then I rummaged in the bag I'd purchased earlier while I hunted her down.
After that incredible blow job, I knew I couldn't just scare her into submission or kill her.
Well, I could've, but it would've been such a waste.
Even before I knew her skill was more of a natural talent, I had already planned on capturing and playing with my new pet.
New pets required new toys.
From the same store I purchased the sensory deprivation hood to cut off her ability to scream or hear, I got a whole slew of toys that I planned on exploring with her.
I opened the plastic packaging that held a mid-size metal butt plug and placed it on the edge of the tub. Had I known she was innocent, I would have gotten a smaller one, but she could take it.
It wasn't too long, and at its thickest, it was still smaller than my cock.
I moved it to behind a candle. Not wanting her to see it before I was ready.
The tub was full, and fragrant bubbles spilled over the rim, filling the bathroom with the scent of vanilla and amber. I lit the three candles perched on the corners of the tub and dimmed the light.
It was time to retrieve my new toy.
She had curled up in the fetal position. It was awkward, given her arms were still stretched over her head. The sight tugged at something unexpected in my chest—an unfamiliar discomfort that I quickly pushed aside. I didn't care that she was crying, emotionally wrecked after I stole her virginity.
What bothered me was seeing her uncomfortable.
The contradiction annoyed me. I'd just brutallyclaimed her virginity yet seeing her in pain from the restraints made me want to fix it.
Her ass still showed the marks from my belt, beautiful pink lines crossing in intricate patterns. The top of her right breast held the impression of my bite mark and her thighs showed the shadow of a bruise. I liked that.
I liked that she wore my marks, not just the lashes from my belt, but the bruises from my bite.
Considering she was a virgin, I had definitely played a bit rough.
Guilt—an emotion I rarely entertained—crept up my spine. I shoved it down, focusing instead on what came next.
Unlatching the handcuffs, I swept her into my arms.
She whimpered as her head fell back against my chest. "Please, no more."
"Shhhh, I'm going to make it all better," I comforted, holding her to my chest as I took her into the bathroom.
The massive two-person marble tub full of hot water and suds seemed to glow in the dim candlelight. The bubbles almost sparkled.
I stopped for a moment and set her on the edge, testing the water temperature to ensure it wouldn't scald her delicate skin. It was hot, just on the verge of scalding. Not hot enough to burn for more than a moment. If anything, it would soothe her muscles.
Picking her back up, I stepped over the edge with her still in my arms. There was plenty of room to put her on the other side of the tub or even next to me. I didn't want her next to me; I wanted her close, skin to skin. Myinstincts demanded I hold her, or she might just slip away from me.
I settled her on my lap with her back resting against my chest.
She hissed in a breath as I lowered her into the water, but after a moment, her body relaxed against mine.
Alina's head rolled to the side, her eyes closed.
No doubt she was exhausted.
What happened was simple, sweetheart. You became my new fixation.
I padded into the bathroom and ran the bath, filling the large porcelain tub with steaming water and adding an obscene amount of bubble bath. Then I rummaged in the bag I'd purchased earlier while I hunted her down.
After that incredible blow job, I knew I couldn't just scare her into submission or kill her.
Well, I could've, but it would've been such a waste.
Even before I knew her skill was more of a natural talent, I had already planned on capturing and playing with my new pet.
New pets required new toys.
From the same store I purchased the sensory deprivation hood to cut off her ability to scream or hear, I got a whole slew of toys that I planned on exploring with her.
I opened the plastic packaging that held a mid-size metal butt plug and placed it on the edge of the tub. Had I known she was innocent, I would have gotten a smaller one, but she could take it.
It wasn't too long, and at its thickest, it was still smaller than my cock.
I moved it to behind a candle. Not wanting her to see it before I was ready.
The tub was full, and fragrant bubbles spilled over the rim, filling the bathroom with the scent of vanilla and amber. I lit the three candles perched on the corners of the tub and dimmed the light.
It was time to retrieve my new toy.
She had curled up in the fetal position. It was awkward, given her arms were still stretched over her head. The sight tugged at something unexpected in my chest—an unfamiliar discomfort that I quickly pushed aside. I didn't care that she was crying, emotionally wrecked after I stole her virginity.
What bothered me was seeing her uncomfortable.
The contradiction annoyed me. I'd just brutallyclaimed her virginity yet seeing her in pain from the restraints made me want to fix it.
Her ass still showed the marks from my belt, beautiful pink lines crossing in intricate patterns. The top of her right breast held the impression of my bite mark and her thighs showed the shadow of a bruise. I liked that.
I liked that she wore my marks, not just the lashes from my belt, but the bruises from my bite.
Considering she was a virgin, I had definitely played a bit rough.
Guilt—an emotion I rarely entertained—crept up my spine. I shoved it down, focusing instead on what came next.
Unlatching the handcuffs, I swept her into my arms.
She whimpered as her head fell back against my chest. "Please, no more."
"Shhhh, I'm going to make it all better," I comforted, holding her to my chest as I took her into the bathroom.
The massive two-person marble tub full of hot water and suds seemed to glow in the dim candlelight. The bubbles almost sparkled.
I stopped for a moment and set her on the edge, testing the water temperature to ensure it wouldn't scald her delicate skin. It was hot, just on the verge of scalding. Not hot enough to burn for more than a moment. If anything, it would soothe her muscles.
Picking her back up, I stepped over the edge with her still in my arms. There was plenty of room to put her on the other side of the tub or even next to me. I didn't want her next to me; I wanted her close, skin to skin. Myinstincts demanded I hold her, or she might just slip away from me.
I settled her on my lap with her back resting against my chest.
She hissed in a breath as I lowered her into the water, but after a moment, her body relaxed against mine.
Alina's head rolled to the side, her eyes closed.
No doubt she was exhausted.
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