Page 8 of Freak

Summer

R afael held up the gold chain in the palm of his large hands, offering it to me, his head still held to the floor.

All this man—this power, this muscle—was relinquished into the small leather handle that I had just recently tied to the closet floor.

I let him hold it out, his arms tested by gravity, fighting to keep from falling. My leather harness twisted with the most delectable sound as I shifted away from the table, accepting the handle, twisting the gold chain around my fist.

This was what I dreamed of, of what had been burning through my veins for over a decade. “You’re still my bad boy, aren’t you?” I chewed into my lip, wrapping the chain around his neck.

“So, fucking bad, Ms. Evans,” he growled as I yanked on the chain, pulling his attention to my eyes as his knees still sat fixed onto the tile.

“Only good boys get to fuck… and since you’re my little slave, you’ll prep me for someone more deserving, won’t you?” I fisted a grip of his lush black hair, digging into his roots for complete control. “Won’t you?” I tugged harder as he grunted.

“Yes… Ms. Evans.”

I smiled, slipping my ass up onto the table, spreading my legs, but digging my heels into his thighs. He winced.

“You’ll lick this pussy good… You’ll get me ready for a cock— any cock that is—of my choosing, and my choosing alone.” I tugged on the gold chain, constricting the long vein of his thick muscular neck. “The harder I pull, the faster you lick. You understand?”

He nodded, his grin as sinister as it was rewarding, my perfect devil on his knees.

I muscled the hold of hair I had, plunging his head between my legs, simultaneously yanking the gold chain as hard as I could.

I couldn’t help but moan, my breath hitched by the warmth of Rafael’s tongue parting my lips, from the hum his throat carried up to my clit.

Mmmmm, mmmmmm. He groaned into my cunt, as I smothered him more, his bristled jaw pricking at my smooth olive thighs.

“Tell me how I taste.”

“So fucking good.”

“You want to drink me, bad boy?”

“All of you… please, Ms. Evans.”

I made another loop around his neck, tightening my hold. The way he flexed his shoulders made me wonder if he could break through the strength of gold that confined him.

“And if I make you sit in the corner, and watch me fuck another stud, you’ll do that, won’t you?”

Rafael was a good listener, not stopping his licks as he answered, his tongue slipping into my pussy like a spongy, hot cock.

“If it pleases you, Ms. Evans. I’d do it.”

“And you’d stroke your fat dick for me, wouldn’t you? Watching me like a perv, bouncing on another man until I come? I bet you’d shoot your load just from the pop of my ass, just from the sight of me riding another man.”

“Abso-fucking-lutely.” He nipped at my clit, his large nose brushing the entirety of my slit as he answered from below.

“Then do it,” I encouraged. “Stroke yourself for your master.”

Still on his knees, Rafael’s black slacks slipped down past his ass, his shirt already removed off his shoulders, and clinging to his elbows.

I tried not to gasp at how fat his cock was, how its tip was the width of three of my knuckles. He thumbed over his crown, smearing semen down the hard vein of his shaft, gripping the base of trimmed pubic hair before pumping his dick.

I yanked him up from his knees, turning the chain in my hand, guiding his lips towards mine.

It was all I needed, the taste of myself an aphrodisiac, carried like white wine from his lips as he stroked himself for me.

“Down boy,” I commanded. My soft hand met his chest, shoving it as hard as I could till he was laying on the floor.

“I know you want to feel my pussy against you, for me to slip my cunt right onto that pulsing erection.” I bit into the leather handle of my chain, pinning his broad shoulders with my hands as I straddled his body.

“Maybe I will. Maybe I’ll take you bare inside me…

after all, you’re listening like a good boy should. ”

“I can be patient.” He seethed, his weakness building. He probably wanted to do to me what I did to him, to flip me on my leather clad belly, to slap my ass red, until he could fuck it. The visual made my pussy swell, my clit already puffy and wet, meeting the underside of his long cock.

“Maybe I don’t want patience,” I answered. “Maybe I want to see what you have inside.”

“You don’t want that,” he burned. “I’d ruin you for other men, and then, how else could you taunt me?”

I pinched his jaw with my hand, but not before he could sink his teeth into it. He bit me, hard, and fuck I liked it. The strange prick of porcelain pressure buried into my flesh as I carefully rubbed myself up the entirety of his shaft.

“You like that?” I asked, “Me jacking you off with my pussy?”

His cock pinned itself up to his abs, connecting to his tip with a strand of sticky cum.

“You’re such a tease.” He reached for my ass, but I slapped his face. He tried to pull away, but not before I could reach for him again, leading him back to my ass, but now, with my permission.

“If you’re gonna touch my ass, you better fucking squeeze it.” I instructed, to which he did, spreading me open to the cool air, propping my pussy on full display. I rubbed harder against him, my clit filled with an electric hum that bubbled down my toes.

“You keep rubbing like that, and I’ll fucking come,” he warned.

I leaned back, stopping all motion for a singular, unforgivable tease. With my tits perked into the air, I, slowly, let the tip of his dick feel the silky opening of my slit. I watched as his curved and round head disappeared, wedging itself inside me like a thumb into a glass bottle.

“You want to come?” I asked, reaching behind, squeezing his balls.

They felt so heavy in the palm of my hand.

Fuck, he was full, and the harder I tested them, the more tender he got.

I knew he wanted to explode, but when he did, I wanted it to be inside me and to feel it pour out like a pool of hot, white sap.

“Yes, Ms. Evans, please let me come.”

“Then you have my permission…” I succeeded. “Fuck me how you want. Show me how bad you need me.”

The illusion of control I had over Rafael was soon displaced by how fast he lifted me into his merciless arms. The chain unraveled from his neck, collapsing onto the floor with a loud clank, as he shoved me against the table, rooting his cock deep inside of me.

I buckled over his shoulder, my nails digging into his back as I was stretched wider than I had ever been before.

“Fuck!” I moaned, unprepared for how his thumb met my neck, how he pressed into my throat with delicate intention. The harder he fucked me, the harder he constricted my air, causing stars to build into my eyes, and my ass to grow numb from the punishing beat of his full balls.

“I won’t come until you do… you’ll always come first.” He begged, encouraging my pace, his ability to hold onto his orgasm as weak as mine.

My heels slipped off my feet as the table below us rocked, my body buzzed into a numbing tingle that shattered from my chest and down to my legs.

“Oh fuck… I’m going to co—” I couldn't even finish my sentence, as Rafael sucked on the metal piercing on my tit, twisting it with his tongue, causing me to erupt into the hottest orgasm I ever felt.

I screamed while he moaned into my chest, his hot ejaculate flooding with my own, basting deep into my cervix with each long shot of semen. Each of his contractions spilled into me, pulsing over five different shots that drained the entirety of his balls against my ass.

Christ. I fucking whimpered, tears building at the edge of my eyes from how hard I shut my lids, taking the life-saving breath that I was allowed, now that he freed his hand from my neck.

As foolish as I felt, I couldn’t help but spill out the three life changing words that I fought so hard to keep in.

“I love you…” I whispered softly, holding him inside me, wrapping my legs around his ass as I hugged him. I didn’t want to let go.

“I love you too, Summer.” He kissed me, boring his head into mine, the shackles on his wrists freed and fallen to the floor.

I laughed, feeling unsure of what to say, but interrupted regardless as Rafael lifted my hand into his.

“And I’ll always love you… punishment and all, I’m yours for life.” He slipped the bracelet onto my wrist, freezing time as I knew it, washing me with the most blissful peace I’d felt in over a decade.