by Violet Noir
She crumpled onto the floor and looked up at me through big, fat tears. There was something else painted across her face as well. Understanding. Elise knew she had to pay for what she’d done.
“Get up and go to the bathroom,” I said and pulled her back to her feet. She cried out, but I hadn’t yanked her hair hard enough to pull any of it out. I was sure it was more shock than pain, but the pain was coming.
The room I’d put her in had a small ensuite bathroom, and I stood just outside the door while she did her business and washed her hands. I wouldn’t allow her to close the door partly because she needed to feel the humiliation and also because there was a window in there. It was too late for her to have second thoughts. Her chance to escape with the firemen had come and gone. She’d stayed, so now it was time to pay.
She walked quietly in front of me down the second set of basement stairs. When we got into the area of the basement between the storage and the room that would be hers, she turned around with wide eyes that pleaded with me.
“You did this to yourself,” I said. “Now, tell me why you did it.”
Elise shut down again. She just stood there staring at me without speaking, but we were not going through that bullshit routine again.
“Take off the robe,” I instructed. I’d given her a robe to wear while the doctor was with her. I didn’t want my property completely naked in front of any other man.
She didn’t, so I reached out and ripped it off her. I was momentarily stunned at all of the scars on her body. Most of them were small and thin, but there were so many. They were probably from someone belting her until she bled. I would use a belt on her when she needed it, but I would never break her skin like that. It was just too bad that such a beautiful doll had never been owned by a man who knew how to train her properly.
I’d seen her naked before, but the sight of her still rocked me to the core. I had scars, too. My mind wandered momentarily to thoughts of what she must have endured. It looked as though there wasn’t much she hadn’t. I knew how that felt.
It was in that moment that I wanted to show her mercy, but she could have burned the house down. Going easy on her wasn’t really mercy. She had to learn.
I took my belt off and snapped it in the air. “Tell me why you did it.”
Something happened in that moment. Her back straightened, and she squared her shoulders. My little fighter stared me right in the eye. She was defiant even in the face of what I could make a very brutal beating.
I couldn’t help but admire her courage. Men twice her size had crumpled into bawling little bitches when I came for them. Not many people had ever had the courage to stand up to me. Her defiance was fucking hot, and my cock grew harder than it had already been.
My resistance had worn thin, but instead of hitting her with the belt, I dropped it and grabbed her by the throat. In a heartbeat, I had her backed against the wall. Her little body was so fragile as I held her life in my hands.
“Tell me why you did it,” I said, tightening my grip. “Answer me, Elise.”
Chapter Sixteen
Elise
I didn’t want another beating. I was terrified, but I was also furious. I was so sick of men who thought it was fine to use me and abuse me. It had been happening my whole life. I’d grown to accept it, but suddenly I couldn’t anymore.
Maybe it was from being around Kade. I could sense that he was different, and it made me stronger. When I thought I knew how he would react, I’d been wrong. He could have let me die in the fire, and I wouldn’t have been his liability anymore.
Other men would have raped me by already, but Kade had barely touched me. I didn’t understand it. What did he want?
One thing he wanted was for me to admit I started the fire. We both knew I’d done it. There wasn’t any other possible explanation. If it had started in any other part of the house, it would have been obvious it wasn’t me. The fact that I’d lit the towels and bedsheets on fire in my bathroom was a dead giveaway. For a brief moment, I considered blaming it on Gabriella. I could tell Kade that she was jealous of me and tried to kill me. I doubted he’d believe his loyal servant had done it, though.
Still, I couldn’t bring myself to confess. He had me pinned against that wall and could do anything to my body, but I had the power to withhold what he wanted.
I couldn’t stop the wicked smile that spread across my lips. It ignited a fury in his eyes. His whole body tensed. I could feel rage radiating from his fingertips. He could snap my neck like a twig or put just a little more pressure and cut off my air.
“Do what you want. I won’t admit it ever,” I said.
His grip loosened on my neck for a split second, and then he slammed me into the wall. I lost my breath when my back made contact its hard concrete, but he’d somehow made sure I didn’t hit my head.
“Little girl, you’re going to push me until I have to do something awful. I will not stand for this disobedience,” he growled. “Tell me what I want to know or things will get very bad for you.”
I said nothing. The silence hung heavy in the air between us. There was nothing but the sound of our breathing, but it was almost as if there was a hum of energy around our bodies.
My breath was still forced and jagged, but I noticed that Kade’s was too. He was panting, and the fury in his eyes had morphed into hunger. Well, hunger was too light of a word. He looked ravenous for me. It was intense and terrifying, but at the same time, it was intoxicating.
I’d begun to feel alive again, and he sparked something inside of me with his touch. It took all of my strength not to wrap my legs around him and beg him to fuck me. All I could do was hold up the illusion that I hated him and would never give into what he wanted.
Instead of demanding again what I wouldn't give him, he claimed my mouth. His lips were full and soft, but his kiss was harsh. He wanted to punish and consume me at the same time. With him so close, his scent filled my senses. Kade smelled of soap and musk. I normally hate the way men smell, but with him, it made my heart beat faster.
His other hand slid up my hip to just under my breast. The light caress sent a shockwave down my spine and heat pooled in my core. I gasped in disbelief. I couldn’t believe that my body was responding to him with want of its own.
When my lips parted, his tongue slid into my mouth. He explored my teeth and tongue with his. I met it despite how horrified I was with myself. Kissing him back had to be a mistake. I was supposed to keep my guard up.
If he wanted me, Kade was supposed to have to take me against my will. I’d met girls who let themselves fall for their owners. How had I met them? They’d been sold despite their owners’ declarations of love and eternal devotion. Nobody loved sex slaves, and there was no chance that my owner could ever love me. I knew that. I had to keep reminding myself of that. Still, I felt an almost instinctive need to yield to him. Kade’s kiss became hungrier with every little bit that I gave.
I felt myself melting, and I knew that couldn’t stand. What little power I’d begun to feel was slipping away. If I gave into to him, he would win. I would not let Kade have that. He would not have me. My body was his to do with as he pleased, but Kade had to be shut out of whatever was left of my soul.
As soon as I drew my tongue back, I cocked my head to the side and bit his lip hard enough to draw a little trickle of blood. I expected him to hit me, but instead he growled before pinning my hip to the wall and pushing his tongue back into my mouth. I could taste his blood and it turned me on.
I could feel all of him. The muscles in his chest pressed against my breasts. He was so fierce it was frightening to be pinned underneath him. I’d underestimated how strong he really was. He’d been holding back before, but he wasn’t anymore.
My body was pressed even harder against the concrete wall, and I could barely catch my breath. He didn’t care. He kissed me harder and brought his fingers up to one of my nipples. His palm grazed over it, and I moaned despite myself.
Kade’s coc
k was pressed against my belly, and it was hard and throbbing. I had to stop myself from reaching for it. I hate myself for wanting him.
But, I did.
Chapter Seventeen
Kade
I was letting Elise weaken me. No good could come of that. A weak little pussy boy wasn’t what she needed. What she needed was a man who could handle his shit.
There was a way to get to her. I knew how to make her confess. Beatings would never work. Elise seemed to get stronger in the face of pain. My weapon had to be pleasure.
“Time to pay up,” I said and dropped her.
I retrieved a rope and tied her up spread eagle on the floor. I wanted full access to her pussy, so I shoved a rolled up towel under Elise’s ass. When she was open and bare, I licked my lips.
Her little cunt was so perfect. I’d worried that she might have been used up or worn out because of what she’d been through, but Elise was perfect.
She whimpered a little and my cock twitched at the sound. It was so hard not to take her right then. I had her exactly where I wanted her. She was powerless to resist me.
But, she still wouldn’t give me what I wanted. I didn’t want to fuck her while she was tied up. I wanted her to submit. Until she confessed to me and accepted her punishment for what she’d done, I had to resist her.
“Wait here,” I said as if she had a choice.
“Don’t leave me like this.”
“Oh, I’ll be back. Don’t worry.”
I needed the proper tools for the job, so I went up the stairs and down the hall to the staircase that led to the house’s second story. My bedroom was my intended destination.
The second closet held my favorite toys. I needed just the right vibrator. The Hitachi Magic Wand was perfect. It was a classic, and I could get her off without having to get too close. She was going to come, but not by my hand. She’d feel as much pleasure as I could make her feel, but it wouldn’t be intimate.
Elise lifted her head and watched me walk back into the room. When she saw what was in my hand, her eyes went wide with shock.
“Kade, why?” she whimpered.
“Ah, so you know what this is. Have you ever used one on yourself?”
She shook her head no.
“That’s okay. You’re about to get a lesson in what this baby can do,” I said. “Unless, you're ready to confess.”
Her eyes narrowed, and she bit down on her bottom lip. She’d decided to stand her ground. I knew it was going to be fun.
I turned the vibrator on the highest setting and pressed the head to her clit.
“Kade,” she pleaded, but seconds later her whole body started to shake. I knew with the setting that high, she wouldn’t be able to resist coming fast. I watched with pleasure as her nipples hardened in response to the pleasure she tried to deny.
“I can’t,” Elise said right before she went over the edge.
Tears sprang into her eyes, and she let out a loud moan. Her body quaked, and her moans grew louder. I moved the vibrator up a bit so I could watch her juices soak her pussy.
As soon as her shaking stopped, I clicked the vibrator off and let her breathe a moment. “Tell me why you did it.”
She didn’t say anything, so I turned it on the lowest setting. After how hard it rocked her pussy moments ago, I knew that on the lowest setting it wouldn’t be enough to take her over the edge. But, I had to wait. If I went at her again too soon, it wouldn’t take much to make Elise climax.
I walked around her in circles for a couple of minutes until she looked relaxed and almost content. The buzz of the vibrator had become background noise, and it was almost as if she’d forgotten it.
“It’s too much,” She said as I knelt between her legs.
“Then tell me why you did it.”
I gave her a half-second to answer before I softly brushed the vibrator over her clit. Her whole body shuddered. I did it again so that Elise got nothing more than a whisper of sensation.
For several minutes, I repeated the cycle of pulling it back and then brushing it against her hard nub until her hips bucked up. Her mouth could say one thing, but her body said Elise wanted more.
I held the vibrator to her, but I didn’t use very much pressure. Her body began to tremble slightly. Elise’s breathing picked up, and she lifted her hips. Her body was seeking more stimulation, but I pulled back as much as she tried to push into the toy.
Whatever she was thinking, her body was craving release. Unfortunately for Elise, the low setting on the vibrator wasn’t enough to push her over the edge, and the harder she tried to seek out the stimulation, the more I teased and tormented her.
Elise tried to buck her hips more aggressively, but I held back until she started to cry. Once she was sobbing from the frustration and need, I clicked the vibrator up to high, and she cried out as the orgasm suddenly claimed her.
Her body shook, and she spread her legs wider. Elise wanted more. She wanted more than just the vibrator against her clit. She wanted cock even if she wouldn’t admit it. But the vibrator was all she got. I held it against her clit on high even after her climax stopped.
She whined and wiggled trying to get away from it, but I held it in place until she started coming again. Her moans and cries got louder with each orgasm until she was practically screaming.
I kept it there until her body went limp and I knew that if I made her come again, she’d pass out.
“Please,” she begged. “Please, I need a rest. No more.”
I wondered if I should stop. Her body was mine, and I’d do what I wanted with it. Her pussy was so sweet, I decided I’d give her one mercy. I set the vibrator aside and knelt down between her legs.
She lifted her head and watched as I brought my face closer to her pussy. When my tongue made contact with her lit, she whimpered but didn’t say anything.
Her juicy little cunt tasted like peaches. I licked and sucked her little nub until she started to scream my name, but I didn’t stop. I parted her pussy lips with my thumbs and sucked her clit until she was screaming again.
I kept going until she passed out. I wasn’t done, though. I wanted to taste her more, so I went into the bathroom and got some cold water to throw in her face. When she was startled awake, I got between her legs and ate her pussy again.
She passed out again after coming twice, so I doused her with water and started licking cunt from asshole to clit. And, I kept going until she could barely keep her eyes open. When my tongue or jaw got tired, I’d pick up the vibrator.
I wasn’t going to stop making her come until she confessed. Elise had brought the orgasm punishment on herself.
Chapter Eighteen
Elise
I was coming so hard that I was convinced my heart was going to explode out of my chest. I didn’t even know a person could come so many times.
Tears were streaming down my face and pooling on the floor on either side of my head. “Kade, please. It’s too much. I can’t take anymore.”
But his face was between my thighs, and he was sucking on my clit. I was about to go over the edge again, and I didn’t know if I wanted him to stop or finish. I knew the only way he’d stop was if I told him why I set the fire.
My body started to quake again as pleasure shot from my pussy up my spine and radiated out into my limbs. My whole body was shaking, and I felt like I was floating away, but I was tied down.
“Fine,” I cried as the orgasm ripped through me. “I set the fire to escape. I did it to punish you. I did it to get away.”
He got up and undid his pants. His massive cock sprang free and leaked precum onto the floor and on my already sensitive and abused clit.
“Do you want to go now?” He asked as he stroked his monstrous cock while I watched. “Do you want me to fuck you or rape you, Elise? Because my cock is going in. It’s up to you how.”
I never thought in my entire life that I would want sex again. My body was still shaking, but it was with lust. I—my body at least—wante
d more.
Kade’s hand came up to my throat, and he put just enough pressure that it sent a wave of panic through me once more. I pushed it down.
“I…” I choked out.
“I don’t need an answer,” Kade said as he moved his other hand between my legs. “Your little pussy has already said yes.”
He moved his hand, and I felt the tip of his cock against my opening for a split second before he pushed into me. Kade was rough. His cock was bigger than any I’d ever had, and he didn’t take it slow. My body didn’t have time to adjust to being impaled on his huge dick.
Thank god I was so wet from his torture, or it would have felt like he’d ripped me in half. As it was, I was so full and stretched that I felt on the verge of tearing, and he was pounding me into the concrete floor.
The hand on my throat gripped harder, and I started to see stars. I could barely draw a breath as he withdrew his cock and slammed it into me again.
His free hand found one of my nipples. Kade pinched it so hard that I would have cried out if I’d had enough breath. He pulled it up and then let go before grabbing the other between his thumb and forefinger. It stung, but they stayed as hard as little pebbles.
Each stroke of his massive head hit my g-spot. Despite myself, another orgasm was building. I’d never come with a man’s cock inside of me, and I couldn’t help but want it.
I moved my hips to meet his thrusts as best I could with my ankles tied down and prayed he didn’t stop. What was building inside of me was thunderous, and I knew that I’d be devastated if it ended before I got my release.
Kade’s breathing got faster, and he began taking short little gasps. He seemed to lose himself in me, and for a second when his eyes met mine, I thought I saw something other than lust and hunger. He brought his lips down and kissed me for a second before drawing back in shock.
“Oh god,” he moaned. “Elise.”
When he said my name, it pushed me over the edge. I felt my pussy clamp down and grip his cock.