Seduced By Him (The Drowned Series Book 1)

by Caitlin Sharratt

  I set it aside of the bed before looking at the drawers in the corner, my curious mind got the best of me, and my fingers numbly open the top drawer, I took a quick glance before shutting it again, a heat against my cheeks and neck. I giggled at myself, knowing that the objects before me were very foreign to me. I open the draw open again, letting my fingers run through one of them before pulling it out. It was soft to the touch, each part of the object had a ball going bigger before getting smaller. It confused me a little, and I imagined what they would feel like if they were inside me. Would they hurt?

  “I think you’re a little early to start on them.” I flinch and looked over my shoulder to find hennery leaning against the door frame. His bulging biceps were on show, a white vest top showing me every curve and muscle of his body for me to see. He wore dark faded jeans; a look I have never seen him in before. He looks like a hot, sexy, rugged worker who defiantly knows how to use his body.

  “what are they?” I asked as I turned to face him. He grinned before walking towards me and plucking the sexual toy out of my hands, he twirled it around in his hands, a smile on his face and a knowing look in his grey eyes.

  “Anal beads.” He smiled again before putting them back in the draw when he watching me pale a little.

  “Can you really fit all of them in...that area?” I sit on the bed, watching his back muscles move when he uses them. He faces me, his eyes dark when henry glances at the flogger on the bed.

  “Is this what you want?”

  “Yes.”

  “Why does it feel like it means something more than a toy to you?”

  “Okay. I will confess…I had this dream about it.”

  “About a flogger?” He frowned, pushing his hands in the jean pockets.

  “And you.” His grey eyes shined brightly at the idea of me dreaming of him.

  “Please, do tell.” He walked around the room, picking things out from the draws and walls as I spoke.

  “Well I dreamt that you had me tied up, naked and wanting you-“

  “I’m liking this already-“

  “Shh. Anyways, your teasing me, flicking the flogger on my skin like you have done so a thousand times before.” I whispered.

  “My, my. You do have such a keen imagination.” He placed all of the things he had picked out next to me, showing me what he would like to do to me.

  “I learn from the best.” I teased Henry back while watching him take out each item for me to look at.

  “I want to blindfold you.”

  “What?”

  “As well as bound and gag you.” He grinned, holding a ball gag and thick, silver rope.

  “You are not serious are you? I thought you was just joking when you said it to Eric.”

  “I never joke Emily; I always keep my word.” I pale as he points for me to stand and I do, I stood close to him, purposely feeling the warmth of his skin against mine, I let his arm brush mine ever so slightly, letting the electric between us sizzle and crack.

  “I am going to tie you now. I need you to follow my every instruction and only answer me correctly.”

  “How?”

  “You must always call me Either by my name or sir.” I can’t be that hard can it?

  “Okay.” I wait patiently before letting him carry on.

  “But in order to bind you up, I need to remove your clothes.”

  “What?...All of them?”

  “Yes and no. I am only going to remove your lower half for the picture then all of the rest are going.” Holy shit, I’m going to be butt naked for Henry Fucking Clinton. The idea of showing myself to him excited me but having a picture taken and sent to a madman who has control of my life is sickening.

  “Okay then…let’s get this over with.” I breathed, I hooked my fingers through the waist of my trousers and push them down, along with my underwear. Cold air hit my private parts, igniting the inner desire inside of me and I had to look away from his gaze on my body.

  “Jesus Christ…you are full of surprises.” He breathed and I felt him come near me all too quickly, his hands palmed my hips and arse cheeks, feeling the firmness of my skin before releasing a deep rumble in his chest.

  “You bring out the beast in me Emily. It’s very hard not to take you right here, right now.”

  “Then why don’t you?”

  “Because I like control, I like the patience and the build-up of the foreplay. It excites me more. The touching. The demands. The submission.” His fingers trailed my thighs before softly pressing them against the nub of my clitoris. He circled slowly before parting my thighs and finding his goal.

  “Miss Cooper, so wet for me already.” I moaned as he deepens his fingers inside of me, stretching me for his pleasure. I let my head fall back and my hands reach out to touch his arms and he lets me. Fuck, his sweet torment was intoxicating. He pulls his fingers back, showing me the slickness coating him.

  “Taste yourself baby, taste how magnificent you are.” I eagerly opened my mouth for him, his fingers entered and all I could taste was a sweetness.

  “Suck.” And I did, I sucked his fingers clean like I would do to his cock. He breathed in shakenly as I licked him clean. He pulled his fingers back and suddenly, his mouth was on mine. His own tongue thrusting into my mouth as if he was wanting a taste. We moaned in sync as we devoured each other, eating at each other’s souls as he worked his expert mouth perfectly with mine.

  “You’re like a drug. My drug. My own batch of a special brand of cocaine. I could just eat you up until there is nothing left.” His hand gripped the back of my neck, taking control as he grounded his cock into my hip, showing me just how hard I make him. Just how much he desires me just by the taste of me.

  “I want both of your arms behind your back. If I don’t tie you up like I planned, then this might be over quicker than we think and we don’t want that now do we?” I shake my head, seeing him take a step back and I do as he says. He spins, me letting me face to the bed as he worked the roped around my arms then over my torso and chest. I could not move my arms, but he did not tie it too hard for me to hurt. The rope brushed against my skin delicately, but I frown when he began to wrap it around my neck.

  “When you pull on the rope, it will cause a slight tugging on your throat, making you choke a little. This of it as your own punishment and pleasure. If you tug, you choke. If you don’t choke, then you don’t get the pleasure. Unless you like to be choked.”

  “I have never been choked before.” To be truthful, it scared me a little.

  “Never?”

  “No. All of my past sexual encounters were just…vanilla.” I had to speak in terms that he could understand.

  “You are defiantly not into vanilla. I could tell that you had little dirty desires the moment you stepped into my company.”

  “What else did you think?”

  “This is not the right conversation to have at this very moment. How about another time.” Strange. He doesn’t want me to know his own dirty secrets, other than his choice of lifestyle.

  “Where would you like me?”

  “I want you to sit on your knees, arse on your heels and head forward but I am only going to blindfold you while I take the photo, I don’t want them to see pleasure I am giving you.” He narrowed his eyes to the floor and I understood his meaning. I didn’t want to look at him as he took the picture. I would end up giving the most hatred of expressions I have ever done in my eyes. Yes, of course I would love to show the bastards my anger for them, the sickening-pull-of-nausea hatred in my eyes.

  I get down on my knees, my arse perfectly sitting on my heels as I concentrate on the wall and feel the silk blindfold cover my eyes. I take a steady breath, my skin prickling from the sudden chill in the room. I keep an ear out from henrys movements, his fingers push a ball into my mouth and I clamp my teeth around it. He fastens the belt of it at the back of my head before shuffling back to what I presume is the bed. A few clicks here and there, he was finished.

  The bl
indfold was ripped off from my eyes and I blinked at the harsh lighting. Henry stood over me, a phone in his hand and his jawline set.

  “It’s sent.” I breathed through my nose, looking up at the man before me. He was perfect. Too perfect for a woman like me to be bedding like this.

  “You are a sight Miss Cooper. Your mouth sealed over the ball so perfectly, it shows how large and beautiful your eyes are. Seeing you trussed up and at my mercy, it makes my cock leak.” I fidget a little.

  “You want a taste of me don’t you?” He grinned, unclipping the ball gag and letting his fingers linger on my cheek a second too long.

  “What dirty little thoughts are you having of me?”

  “I want your cock.”

  “Do you now?” He teased, letting his fingers grip onto my chin and his thumb run over my lower lip.

  “I want you in my mouth.”

  “thank you for being honest.” He unbuttons his jeans and lets his impressive cock spring free. His tip was a deep purple colour, straining from a release he desperately needs. Henry was at least 9 inches of wide, long, hot steel. I don’t think he is able to fit in my mouth.

  “Open your mouth.” He commanded, fisting my hair into his hand as he guided the tip into my mouth. A sweet, musky smell invaded me, and I moaned with pleasure. Fuck, he tastes good! All man and all mine.

  “I think after today, I am going to finely come inside that smart mouth of yours, and you’re going to swallow, but before you do, you are going to show me my come in your mouth. I do hope you don’t have a gag reflex.” I let him invade my mouth, his tick tip leaking already and I hummed with appreciation. God, I could taste him for hours on end.

  “Flatten your tongue for me. Relax baby, I don’t want to hurt you. I’m not going to take your mouth roughly this time.” He wants me to suck him off more than one occasion!? Does he really desire me that much?

  “Fuck! Yes…just like that.” He slowly pushes his cock further in, and I felt my eyes starting to well up. He was huge, but I slowly relaxed my throat as I let him push further in. I suck and in return, I receive a buckle and a groan from him. This must be exhilarating for him.

  Henry keeps a slow rhythm as he moves inside my mouth, but I could tell that he was keeping his control of his lust, the tip of his cock throbbed and I peeked up at him, his eyes were closes and he was biting his lower lip. What a sight I could get used to on a daily basis. Maybe I should go out every day just so I could see him like this, to see him come undone before me. I sudden thrill ran through me, and before I know it, I was engulfing his cock to the back of my throat and pushing myself to making his moan again.

  “Your making me lose my control Emily, if you carry on like this you’re going to make me come quicker than necessary.” Oh I do love a challenge Henry. I keep my rhythm, making sure I suck a little more before I felt his fingers tighten in my hair. Fuck that felt good! He guided himself harder before gripping onto me. He halted and pulled out as he pointed his tip into my mouth.

  “Open wide for me.” He groaned before I did. I watched him throw his head back as he came and fuck! It was glorious!

  A sweet salty substance entered my taste buds and I hold the urge to swallow. He tastes mighty fine.

  “Show me.” I stick out my tongue, feeling the heat between my thighs as he watched my every move. He pulled my head back to get a better look and my nipples pebbled. He has such a dirty mind for a cruel man, but his dirty mind is what gets me all hot and bothered.

  “Swallow Emily. I want my come inside your warm belly and soon my come will be deeper inside your pussy.” I shivered with delight as I swallowed. His taste lingering on my tongue and I never want it to leave.

  “Good girl…for a first time submitting, you are doing one hell of a job at doing it. I’m impressed, you did everything I told you with questioning me and for that I will reward you.” He pulled back, letting his jeans fall to the ground before removing them. His thighs were perfectly muscular and tanned, powerful enough for a deep ramming if he wanted to fuck me.

  “What kind of reward?” He raised a brow at me before I carried on. “..Sir..”

  “I’m going to flogger you like I did in your dream, only this time, I am going to control your orgasm.” Could he actually do that? Control it like it is some sort of switch?

  “Here, let me help you stand up.” His fingers gripped onto my arms, helping me stand up as I stumble a little.

  “I want you to stand in the middle of the room, your eyes forward and no talking. Not until I tell you to, understand?” he softly says while brushing away my dark locks from my face.

  “I understand sir.” But my arms were aching to be wrapped around him, I wanted to hold him close to me, to feel the heat on mine.

  I did as I was told, standing still as the soft carpet tickled my feet. Henry walked around the room, looking at every inch of my skin.

  “Look at the ceiling, tell me what you see.” I glanced up, seeing a piece of metal screwed into the ceiling, it was thick and curved.

  “A hook...”

  “I am going to tie only your hands and you will be hanging from the ceiling.”

  “Wont that hurt?”

  “Not necessarily. Your feet will still be on the ground. If I fully hanged you from there, you would lose all feeling in your arms and be in a lot of pain, a kind of pain that will not be pleasurable and that is something I don’t want for you.” He narrowed his eyes at me before blinking away from his own words.

  “Let’s get you undone, shall we?” He changed the subject and began removing the rope from my skin. I let my arms fall to my sides, stretching them out and let the ache fade away.

  “I am going to remove the rest of your clothes now.” I felt his fingers lift up my shirt and before I know it, he finishes unclasping y bra and I’m naked before him. Subconsciously, I wrap my arms around myself and Henry frowns.

  “what are you doing?”

  “I-I’m covering myself…” I whispered, glancing up at him.

  “Why?” He stood closer now, his fingers brushing up my arm before finely cupping my cheek.

  “..I’m embarrassed.” I felt my nipple harden from the cold air, but Henry keeps me still with his penetrating grey eyes. His dark hair was begging to be touched. To be played with.

  “No, no, no. Emily, look at me. Don’t cover yourself up.” His fingers slid into my hair, tipping my head back for him to kiss me. I was dumb founded, confused but I leant into the kiss. His lips were soft, perfect and warm. But this felt different. He was delicate with me, pushing something deeper into the kiss that he has done before. My chest warmed, a slight flustering in my stomach but before I could touch him, he pulls back a little.

  “You. Are. Beautiful.” He kissed my face after every word. Before kissing my forehead. I grip onto his biceps, feeling his skin on mine. For some strange reason, I almost liked this side of him. He said before I bring the beast out of him, but I also bring something else out which seems to be affection.

  “Lift your arms for me, baby.” I liked the nickname…but he only seems to call me that in here. Maybe I should try and make him come out of the play room, maybe then he would call me baby as well as other things that I would enjoy.

  I lift my arms, peering up at the handsome devil as he worked the rope, securing my hands above my head and letting them being hung by the hook. My breasts perked out more and I gasped as Henry grasped them mouth.

  “You fit perfectly in my hands baby.” His thumb and finger twist my nipples slightly and they began to ache. I open my mouth to moan but he covers it with his own again, his tongue thrusting with mine.

  “I can’t wait to see your flesh become pink and flustered. Are you ready for me?” I nod my head vigorously before he steps away. He grasps the flogger, twisting it in his hands before flicking me hard. Right over my hip bone.

  “Ah!” It was so sudden so unexpected...but so exciting.

  I watch his every move, his cock becoming hard again as he paced
the room slowly. He flicks his wrist again when he was out of sight, hitting my right butt cheek. I felt the burn, the sting, the pain. I wanted more.

  “pink is a good colour on you.” he teased before brushing the leather over my skin, trailing it to my navel to my breast. He flicks again and again, over each breast and I held back the scream. I did not think being flogged would be like this. It was better than I imagined. I closed my eyes, relishing the burn, the pleasure running through my body and before I know it, my hips were thrusting for more of the flogger.

  “Eager as ever Miss Cooper. You might need to learnt how to control your movements.” He hit me on my thighs. Getting closer to the place I want it the most.

  “..Please…”

  “Please what?”

  “Please…hit me on my pussy...” It was the first time I had ever said that word before, but it rolled perfectly against my tongue. He grinned with my response and I opened my legs wider, letting him have the access.

  “As you wish.” Stars burst into my vision as he hit me on my core and clitoris. My orgasm came over me all too quickly and I was left panting and breathing heavily. Henry undid the ropes quickly before tucking me into his arms. He moved my hair from my heated face and hot body, I look up at him, a soft smile playing on my lips as I come down from my high.

  “Welcome to my world Emily.” He breathed before pecking my lips. I glance around, finding us both on the floor as he held onto me bridal style. I rest my head on his shoulder, just for a second…but sleep invaded me. Invaded my body as I closed my eyes, dreaming of Henry, of the play room. Of three little words I want to say to him.

  I love you.

  Chapter Eight.

  Henry.

  I tucked her into her own bed, her quiet mumble making me smile a little as she gripped onto me while she slept. Her soft, brown locks fanned around her onto the pillow and all I could think is was word.

  Angel.

  She looked like a fucking angel who will take away my pain. My sin. My nightmares.

  I sat on her bed, watching her sleep peacefully, she rolled on her side, her eyelids fluttering and she mumbled again. I lift the covers up to her naked shoulders, making sure she doesn’t get cold. I push the hair away from her face, feeling the white, creamy skin against my fingers.