Redemption: Darkness Falls

by Ivory Quinn

  “Not wide.” She admitted. “I’m not sure if hanging from the ballet bar counts because my feet could touch the floor, but the day I left Gabriel, he did a full body suspension over the horse.”

  “Did you have any range of motion?”

  “No, Master Henway. My arms weren’t bound, but the ropes were fixed.”

  “Then this might feel a little strange.”

  She gritted her jaw. “I can take it.” She waited patiently as he finished binding her and then lay on the thin crash mat as directed, while he and Blue fed the ropes through various hooks on the ceiling and hoisted her up. When Gabriel had suspended her, she’d only been a foot or so from the padded surface of the horse and hadn’t given much thought to what would happen if the ropes failed. This was something else entirely. Her torso was hanging clear of the floor and if anything snapped, she’d crash down with nothing to save her from broken bones. It took trust to a whole new level.

  Cal tweaked and adjusted a few things, testing the ropes thoroughly, before he turned back to Blue. “You want a spotter?”

  “I think we’ll be okay.” Blue nodded back at him and Cal grinned.

  “Then have fun kiddies. Play nicely.” With a wink, he left them to it and Noelle’s face flamed. He was her mentor and her friend and she wasn’t entirely comfortable with the fact he’d seen her naked and sucking cock. It was different with Blue and Storm.

  “Well look at you.” Blue walked around her after the door had closed, studying the rope work appreciatively. “It’s a good look on you, Noelle.”

  As the minutes were passing and the ropes gave no sign of snapping, she was slowly starting to relax into the cradle. “I do like it.” She admitted. “I like the feeling of being bound. It makes me feel special and secure.”

  “We can do this for fun sometime.” He smiled, setting her gently rocking. “I need someone to practice on and Storm doesn’t like doing it.”

  “Sure.” That was non-threatening and didn’t involve actual submission. “Although maybe next time there’ll be more clothes involved.”

  “That’s a stupid idea.” He grinned at her. “They’ll just get in the way.”

  “It’s not like you need easy access if we’re just practicing.” She pointed out and he nodded, conceding the point.

  “Sometimes you just have to do stuff because it’s fun. Rope work is better on skin. Now shut up before I shove my cock back down your throat. I can’t hear myself think.”

  She opened her mouth to protest and immediately snapped it shut again. He wasn’t joking and she didn’t want to provoke him. He stripped his T-shirt off as though he was anticipating getting warm and he cut a fine figure in just his jeans. His gorgeously sculpted body was mouth-watering to look at and his sheer size and magnetism made it seem like they were pressed together, not a few feet apart. She could feel her skin heating with anticipation and anxiety, knowing that what was coming would be mixed pleasure and pain.

  He went to the cabinet first, tucking things in pockets, before coming back to her and reaching up to adjust the ropes. She was hanging on her side and he raised her top leg up slightly, swinging her lower leg in front and dropping it down so she was wide open to him. She could have lifted her leg but there was no way to maintain the position for long, so she resigned herself to her fate.

  “How are you doing?” He stood behind her and teased and pressed at her pussy with his fingers. “I know you’re wet, but are you hurting anywhere?”

  “Not yet.” She closed her eyes, fighting the urge to struggle against the ropes as her body bowed in pleasure.

  “Good. Well, I’ve fucked your mouth, Little One. You know what’s coming next, don’t you?”

  “Yes, Blue.” She swallowed, shivering.

  “Relax. I’m going to fuck your pussy first. It’s just too sweet and inviting not to. You’re so wet, Noelle. I want to coat my cock in it.” His soft words were hypnotic and sexy as sin. Her throat had gone dry and she whimpered when she heard the sound of his buttons popping open. He knew exactly how to press her buttons.

  “Blue!” She cried out when he pushed into her, the angle she was hanging at opening her up to take him deep.

  “I know, Red.” He sighed happily. “You’re fucking amazing. So sleek and welcoming...god...you’re so wet.” Grasping the ropes, he pulled her onto him harder and faster until she’d lost all sense of direction and time. She was breathing hard when he finally slowed, letting her swing a little more gently up and down the length of his cock. She realised why a moment later when fingers, cold and slick with gel, slid across the tight pucker of her arse. Instinctively she tried to pull away from them, but he grabbed the ropes and dragged her back, slamming her down onto his cock as first one finger and then two penetrated her from behind. “That’s right, Little One.” He murmured soothingly as she writhed, thrusting them in and out to widen her. “That feels good, doesn’t it?” He gently fucked her in both holes until he finally felt her stop resisting him. “Good girl. That’s right. Open up for me.” He smiled encouragingly at her. “You’re going to enjoy this, Noelle. I know I am. I’ve wanted to fuck this sweet arse of yours since the first time I saw you naked. I’ve thought a lot about coating my cock in lube and sliding into this tight little hole.” He curled his fingers inside her and she closed her eyes, shamed but painfully turned on.

  When he pulled out of her and she heard the condom wrapper tearing, she started shaking with barely repressed emotion. This was it. The last barrier between her and freedom and Blue was about to batter it down. Literally. With his cock. Forcing herself to watch the moment, she opened her eyes and turned her head in time to see him deftly rolling the condom on with one hand while his other worked her open. Grabbing a small tube from his back pocket, he squirted clear gel onto his dick and smoothed it around, quirking an amused eyebrow at her.

  “You like to watch?”

  “Oh yeah.” She nodded fervently and he burst out laughing.

  “Duly noted.” Withdrawing his fingers, he steadied her hips and began working himself into her from behind. “Relax. Breathe deeply and let it happen.” His hypnotic voice was back and she turned to face front, letting her eyes close and her head hang down as she accepted him into the final forbidden place. She was free. There was no part of her that Gabriel owned any more, except for the slice of her heart that he’d taken to the grave.

  As Blue worked himself in up to the balls, she let herself remember Gabriel with forgiveness. She understood him. She’d avenged him. It was time to let him go. The tears dripped down her face as Blue set up a punishing rhythm, fucking her arse with the same intensity he’d fucked her pussy just moments ago. His hand curled over her hip to play with her clit and all the pent up frustration, hunger and emotion came roaring out in a climax that sent her spiralling into bliss.

  “Good girl.” Utterly choked with emotion, Blue pulled out and tore the condom off, chucking it in a bucket. “Do you trust me, Red?”

  “Yes.” She smiled serenely from her cloud of endorphins and freedom.

  “Then close your eyes and close your mouth. I’m going to take away the last of your fears.” He was going to do it. He was going to come on her face. She didn’t care. She was invincible. Doing as he had instructed, she closed her eyes and surrendered to him, barely even flinching when hot jets of cum spurted all over her cheeks and forehead. There was a long moment and then Blue sniffed. “Just wait there. I’ll get something to clean it off.”

  She was an island of calm as she waited, absently tracking his movement around the room until he came back with a cool cloth and washed her clean.

  “Are you crying?” She opened her eyes to find him staring down at her with a tear streaked face.

  “I’m so fucking proud of you.” He shrugged, unashamed of his tears. “That was one of the bravest damn things I’ve ever seen. I’m so honoured you let me be the one to set you free.”

  “I wouldn’t have trusted anyone else.” She waited calmly as he low
ered her to the floor and unbound her, not complaining when he scooped her up and pressed her to his chest.

  “Will you let me care for you as if you were mine?” His voice was still hoarse and she nodded, pressing her cheek against the smooth bronze of his chest, listening to his heart beating strongly within. “Thank you.” Feeling humbled, he carried her swiftly up to his room where someone had thoughtfully run them a bath. It had to have been Cal. He anticipated every tiny thing like the great strategists of old. It was scary how well he could read people.

  Kicking his jeans off, Blue waded into the bath with Noelle still in his arms and settled her gently into the water. It stung at first against the tormented skin of her rear, but it soon turned to soothing and she floated into the warmth in a haze of bliss as Blue settled in behind her.

  She didn’t know how long she floated, but the water was cooling by the time she finally opened her eyes and sank upright.

  Blue looked exhausted, but he still smiled and it was like starbursts in his eyes. “You remember what I told you that first day you were here?” He said gently and she frowned.

  “Which bit?”

  “The bit about how you came to my bath as Noelle but you were leaving it as Red?”

  “I remember.”

  He just nodded at her, his eyes willing her to understand. At first she didn’t get it, but then his meaning became clear in a blinding moment of perfect clarity. This was the moment when it all changed. This was the moment when she would leave behind her old life and embrace the new, with all it entailed. She smiled, thinking of her dinner with Sean.

  Here in this bath she had undergone something of a baptism. She had come to it broken; she had been given trials by fire and by blade; she had both learned and earned forgiveness. She had learned the value of both life and love. She was Noelle. She was Red. She chose life.

  “Thank you.” Leaning across, she kissed his cheek and then rose out of the water. Streams and rivulets of it cascaded all around her, as though her self-imposed barriers were physically sloughing away. She was free.

  With a last smile for her friend, she turned to the steps and rose from the bath to face the first day of the rest of her life.

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