Bad Boy: You Are Not Alone

by Kelli Walker

  And oh, how perfect it was.

  “I’ll do anything. Anything, Kevin. Just, please… I need-... I just-”

  I slid deep into her and started a relentless pace. I pounded my hips against hers while her tits flailed against my face, her body trapped underneath my own by the cuffs while my balls slapped her ass. Her pussy soaked my dick while her walls fluttered around me, milking me and feeding me as I grew bigger deep within her depths. Her pussy molded around me and swelled up in wanton resistance to my thrusts, and when her body began to visibly tremble I reached down and grabbed the magic wand vibrating at my ankles.

  “Not until I say so,” I said, panting.

  I reared back onto my knees and shoved myself deep into her body. I held myself there, gasping for breath while my dick pulsed, and I pressed the vibrating toy to her clit. She cried out in glorious ecstasy while her walls sucked my dick deeper into her body, and I felt my balls curl up with every shiver of her body while her dirty words filled the room.

  “Holy fuck. Yes, Kevin. Oh… oh, god. You’re so incredible. This is-... you are-... oh, shit. Yes. Let me cum. Let me cum. Please. Please. Please.”

  “Not yet…” I said, tauntingly. I began to slowly thrust, pumping her from behind her clit while the toy assaulted her swollen nub. She pulled ferociously against the restraints while sweat dripped down the valleys of her tits, her body giving out from its exhaustion while Tina continued to climb to her precipice.

  “Please, Kevin! Now! Now!” she exclaimed.

  “Cum for me, Tina. Cum for me hard,” I said. I cranked up the vibrations on the wand while her body threw herself over and I had to take deep breaths as I rode her through her orgasm. Her pussy clenched my dick into a vice, pulling me deeper than I ever thought possible with her body. Her juices squirted out onto my dick and dripped down my balls, soaking the bed beneath us while her silent pleasure got caught in her throat. Her eyes were rolled into the back of her head and her body quivered with the sheer force of her orgasm, and when her pussy finally let me go I dropped my hands back down to the bed.

  “I’m not done with you yet,” I said, growling.

  I pounded hard into her while she wailed into the room. Tina had lost all control of her body while the headboard smacked against the wall, my dick leaking into her wetness as I drove my hips into hers. I bounced the wand on her beautiful clit, her stomach and tits jumping with every stroke I made against her body. Oh, how the sweat on her exhausted form made her glisten in the dimly lit room. My eyes roamed all over her body as the sound of skin slapping skin filled the corners of her room, and all I could do was think about how many times I’d masturbate to this exact scenario.

  She was beautiful, and she was perfect.

  And she was mine.

  I kicked up the vibrations yet again on the wand and pressed it deep into her pussy. Juices shot everywhere from the sheer force of the vibrations and I could feel it rattling her ribcage as I slammed my dick into her. I felt my balls pull up into my body as begs for mercy fell from Tina’s lips, but through all of the begging she did she never once threw that word I was listening out for.

  “Kevin. Stop… oh, oh god. I can’t-... I can’t take anymore. Please… no… no more… just-”

  “One more time. Cum for me, beautiful, just one last time,” I said, grunting.

  I buried my cock deep into her, trapping the toy between my abdomen and her clit as my lips captured hers in a kiss. Her body shook against mine while I raised one hand to massage her aching nipples, and she breathed in all the air I had to give her while she convulsed with her second orgasm. Her hair was drenched in sweat and her arms and legs were beginning to turn a dark red, and I knew I had hit her limit.

  At least the one I’d set for her tonight.

  “Such a good girl,” I said, whispering into her lips. I raised up and pulled my dick out from between her legs while the wand dropped to the bed, then I wrapped my hand around my dick and began to pump. The image of Tina dripping with sweat and shining with ecstasy while her swollen pussy glowed in the middle of the bed was too much for me to handle, and soon hot streams of cum shot from the tip of my cock and landed on Tina’s stomach.

  “Oh, Tina. Yes. Tina. Shit, you’re incredible. Oh-... oh fuck, yes. Tina. Tina. Tina.”

  Her name dripped from my lips like a prayer while a dizziness set in around my head, and I collapsed onto her body before I moved myself down to place a chaste kiss on her oversensitive clit. We both laid there, heaving for air while our heads stopped spinning while we relished in what had just happened. I heard Tina breathe a sigh of relief before a small giggle flew from her lips, and that’s when I slid to my knees and headed for the bathroom.

  “Kevin?” she asked, breathless. “Where you going?”

  Without a word, I came back with a warm wash cloth. I slowly cleaned between her legs, wiping my dried precum from the inside of her thigh before I cleaned up the mess I’d made all over her skin. I wiped the sweat from her brow and cleaned off her beautiful breasts before I smiled upon her, leaning down to press a slow kiss to her lips.

  And then, when I pulled back, I saw tears barreling down her cheeks.

  I threw the washcloth to the floor without a sound and scooted myself behind her. I reached for one arm and unhooked her while she cried, massaging the color and blood back into her arm before I did the same to the other. I massaged from her fingertips to her shoulder, making sure all the sensation flooded back with minimal pain, then I leaned forward and kissed her forehead while her legs simply enjoyed no longer being under tension.

  “I’ll unbuckle your ankles in a bit, alright?” I asked.

  She nodded, her chest panting with her sobs, and I knew I had pushed her enough for one day. Her sub drop was much greater than I had anticipated it would be, so I slide down beside her and hooked my arms around her waist.

  “My-... legs are-... tingling,” she said, hiccuping.

  “Would you like me to undo them?” I asked.

  She nodded yes, so I slid down and proceeded to remove the cuffs from her ankles. I rolled her feet, helping the blood pump back through her muscles, then I massaged her leg all the way up to her hip before I slowly bent each leg to her chest. I moved her legs around until their normal color returned-- the beautiful sun-kissed skin Tina had always had-- then I laid down beside her and pulled her to me.

  “What’s-... wrong with me?” she asked.

  “Nothing. Nothing is wrong. This is completely normal for a sub sometimes, especially one who is learning.”

  “Did I-... do okay?” she asked.

  “You did perfectly, Tina,” I said. “Did you enjoy yourself?”

  “Oh-... oh, yes.”

  “Good. That’s all that matters.”

  “Did-... you like it?” she asked.

  “Oh, Tina. That scenario has been in my dreams for a very long time. You’ve made me a very happy man tonight.”

  “Good,” she said breathlessly.

  She curled her naked body into mine and I covered us with the comforter. Her arms were tight around me as I peppered her forehead with kisses, and she nuzzled deep into the crook of my neck as her tears finally slowed down. Her leg slipped in between mine while she pressed her body as close to me as she could get, and in that very moment I realized I had all I ever wanted.

  Even if she wanted to go no further than doing that in the bedroom, I would forever be grateful to her being willing to open up and try it.

  Just once. Just because it was an interest of mine.

  “Did you really enjoy it?” I asked.

  And she nodded against my skin before a massive yawn peeled from her lips.

  Chapter 24

  Tina

  My body felt alive. Kevin’s dick filled me in a way I’d never experienced before, and the moment he drove himself into me I knew I was done for. My body hummed in anticipation when he strapped me down, but the moment he thrust his cock inside of me my body shook with delight. Electricity flowed
throughout the limbs of my body and my soul seemed caught in my throat. I wanted to cry out his praises, to tell him how much I adored his attention and how beautiful I felt, being used for his pleasure.

  But I still didn’t understand why I felt this way, especially now.

  “Kevin?” I asked. “Where you going?”

  He had coated my skin with his cum before he dropped to my body, and oh, how I adored feeling him heave against me. Watching his muscles work underneath his milky white skin only for me made me feel powerful even with my arms and legs bound to the bed. The way my body innately trusted him even though I still had yet to be convinced was a testament to how attached I had still been to him after all these years. He said it himself: he partied and learned, but never once considered taking on a full-time sub until we happened.

  Until that vacation happened.

  Until I let my guard down and decided to bring this tryst back home.

  And now, I was laying there with tears brewing behind my eyes while he wiped my entire body down. I felt him scratch at the dried fluids on my leg before he wiped my stomach clean, and the entire time tears threatened to spill forth as I wracked my mind with what just happened.

  The begging and the immobility; the sheer force of my orgasms and the stars that burst behind my eyes. I always thought that was bullshit, how women talked about seeing stars with their partners. But even as the helpless tears of joy ricocheted down my cheeks, the little silver slivers were still bursting in my vision.

  “I’ll untie your ankles in a bit, alright?”

  I had begged him. Begged him like he asked for what I wanted most. I begged him for my release, for my mercy, and for my body. I begged him to stop while everything inside of me screamed to keep going. He pushed me to a level of my life I had never intended to breach-- one I would’ve never had entrusted to anyone else had they not been Kevin.

  All of a sudden, my body began to tremble. I curled into Kevin while my legs were still bound and all I wanted to do was bury myself deep into the crook of his neck. I longed to wrap myself around him, to tremble in the arms of the man who had debased me to such a low point. Never in my life had anyone taken my emotions by the reigns and dragged them through the mud the way they just did.

  And still, my pussy throbbed with the excitement that it might happen again.

  I felt him massage my arms and legs while tears continued to stream in droves. My body shook with the earth-shattering realities that were pummeling my body. I felt incredible. Relaxed. Free from the stressors of my job and the voices that ran through my head on a daily basis. I didn’t hear the reel of self-deprecation I repeated to myself after having sex with Kevin nor did I question whether or not he enjoyed himself.

  For the first time in my life, I felt confident as well as beautiful.

  And ironically enough, I had to give up the fight completely and surrender myself in order to find it.

  I didn’t understand. I didn’t understand why I was crying or why it had taken my full submission in order to feel this way, but curling up against Kevin while he held my body close felt… right. I slid my leg between his as he covered us with the comforter, and I could hear him talking to me. I could hear him asking me how I was and what I enjoyed and whether or not I liked what had just happened.

  But, his voice sounded so far away. It was like my tears were dripping in my ears, raining upon my mind and blocking any other stimuli that wanted to try and penetrate this moment.

  This moment of vulnerability and power.

  Dichotomous things such as this didn’t exist in my world because I couldn’t explain them. Tears of joy and release didn’t happen because tears were sad things. Being restrained during sexual moments where your body should be clinging to your partner never even dawned on my mind because it didn’t make sense not to hold onto the person you were bucking against. It would be like throwing your hands out to the side while on a bucking bronco and expecting to not get hurt when you’re thrown off.

  But, I wasn’t thrown off. I was tossed into an endless pool of satisfaction, and I could feel myself drinking in the water as I sank to the bottom and drowned on its intoxicating taste.

  “Say something, Tina,” Kevin said. “You’ve been quiet awhile. Part of this process is communication.”

  “Why did my legs and arms tingle so bad?” I asked.

  “Because the restraint partially cut off your blood supply. It’s not dangerous as long as you don’t lock them too tight, but the more you struggled to get free the more blood flow it cut off.”

  “Oh,” I said.

  “If it makes you feel better, your arms and legs turned a beautiful color,” he said.

  “Not sure how I feel about that.”

  “And that’s fine. What I need is for you to talk to me. It took you awhile to stop shaking,” he said.

  “Is that odd?” I asked.

  “Not always. Like I said, it depends on the person. Some people experience bigger and more emotional sub drops than others. It depends on how new it is and the type of headspace the sub slips into.”

  “Headspace?” I asked.

  “Yeah. It’s like… a frame of mind. The more a sub slips into that part of their personality and the more it takes over their conscious mind, the greater descent into their psyche they go,” he said.

  “Like… digging a hole?” I asked.

  “Yes. And my massages were to help with the blood flow as well as slowly get you out of the hole. I brought you out of your sub space slowly so your body and mind could adjust. Like your eyes would have to adjust to the light after coming out of the dark hole you dug,” he said.

  “The massaging… it made me cry more,” I said.

  “A bad cry?” he asked.

  “I don’t think so. I didn’t… feel sad. Or hurt. Or anything like that. I just don’t quite understand why it was happening.”

  “And that’s alright. To not understand everything right now. I’m here to help you navigate it,” he said.

  I curled deeper into his body and pressed my lips to his ear. For some reason, being this close to him was something I needed. Feeling his warm skin against mine while his hands ran up and down my back was something my mind was screaming it needed, and the moment I closed my eyes tears rose back to them.

  “I don’t know what’s happening to me, and I’m sorry,” I said with a whisper.

  “Never apologize for what’s happening,” he said. “A sub drop is merely an emotional reaction brought on by a chemical restabilization in the brain. The greater the chemical reaction flows in one direction, the greater the chemical restabilization has to be in order to get you back to what your body considers normal. I’m here to walk you through it.”

  “Thank you,” I said through fresh tears.

  I felt him move away from me before his hand wound up my shoulder and cupped my cheek. He caught my tears on his thumb while his eyes danced between mine, and I simply got lost in the beauty of him while my body settled out. A small smile played upon his lips as I leaned in to kiss him, melting into him as I threaded my arms around his neck. I felt something in my chest leap with joy when he pulled me tighter to him, causing my trembling to return.

  “I think your touches aren’t doing much good,” I said.

  “Just let me take care of you,” he said. “It’ll be over in a little while.”

  All of a sudden, I felt very tired. My eyes were fluttering closed and my body was sinking into the bed, and Kevin’s fingers began to weave their way through the tendrils of my hair before a yawn peeled from my mouth.

  “How are you feeling now?” he asked.

  “Tired,” I said.

  “That’s normal. I just needed to hear you say it.”

  “Why?” I asked.

  “Because part of this is also honesty. I need to know that when I ask you a question-- no matter how complex or simple-- that you’ll always give me an honest answer. It’s part of how I’ll learn to take care of you during this moments, s
hould there be more.”

  “Do you want there to be more?” I asked.

  “It’s not up to me,” he said.

  “I thought you were the dom and could command anything of me,” I said, smirking.

  “Tina, I’m not-”

  “I know, I know, I know. That was a joke that time,” I said.

  “Ah. Well, as long as it was a joke,” he said. “Why don’t you get a nap in? You’ve earned it. I’ll wake you up for dinner later on.”

  “Sounds perfect,” I said, yawning.

  I fell asleep against his chest, but when I awoke I was alone in my bed. The wet spot we had created was dry and hard against my thigh, reminding me of the fact that the memories I possessed had actually happened. I didn’t dream the lessons or make up Kevin’s demeanor. Each and every beautiful thing that I could remember had actually happened, and even after a nap I still felt alright with everything.

  I didn’t get it, but it didn’t feel wrong.

  I sniffed the air deep before my stomach started to growl. I looked over at the clock and realized I’d been asleep for four hours, so I swung my naked legs over the bed and tried to stand. It took me a few steps to gain my strength, wobbling from the disorientation that had been delivered to my body first class by the beautiful man downstairs. I smiled while I made my way to the bathroom, ready to splash some water in my face and brush my teeth, but when I caught a glimpse of my body in the mirror I was stunned in my place.

  Red bite marks and small bruises around the nipple he punished were visible against my skin, and for a brief second I was enraged. I had a professional job to do and I didn’t bring near enough makeup to cover the shit up I had on my neck. How the hell was I supposed to continue what the fuck I was doing if I looked like a patchwork doll!?

  I ran my fingertips over the divots and that’s when I caught the redness around my wrists. I looked at my ankles and groaned when I saw the same thing. I’d have to give Kevin a fucking piece of my mind whenever I saw him next. I couldn’t be marked up like this. I worked too damn hard to get to where I was with my career without being someone’s fuck toy and it being broadcast to the entire world. The male politicians I worked with would eat me alive!