Dark Demands 3 - Totally His (Dark Demands Series)

by Nell Henderson

  He helped her up and fastened her down. Once again he wanted her sat with her backside placed on the very edge. He gently fastened each of her lower legs into the slings so her legs were wide open and her sex utterly exposed and available to him.

  “Lovely,” he said running two fingers between her swollen labia. “So ready, so inviting. I think we should start, don’t you?”

  She moaned and nodded her response. Despite her outburst she wanted him. She was totally helpless anyway, retrained in this humiliating way but she was quite desperate for him to begin. Her body was on fire with hunger for him.

  He covered her breasts with hungry kisses. His hand was between her open legs, tickling, teasing. Gina groaned her need but he simply raised an eyebrow and shook his head. She owed him an apology from yesterday and she’d shouted at him and that wasn’t allowed so this time he was really going to make her wait – take her on a deliberately slow and painful trail towards the orgasm she wanted so badly.

  He took one of her swollen nipples between his teeth and bit down – not hard but hard enough to feel her wince and hear her groan. He licked, circling his tongue around the hard nub of flesh before biting again. She bucked in response and whispered something. He moved closer to her face staring into her glazed, hungry eyes and smiled.

  “Do you want to use your safeword,” he asked her softly but his eyes were sharp – like flint as he watched her. “So decide - tell me now before I go any further.”

  “No, I don’t think so,” she replied her blue eyes suddenly wide with fear – what was he going to do to her. The questions inside her head made her tingle and throb between her legs – made her swell and made her wet. Black,” she reminded herself. That’s all I have to say- one little word and he’ll stop.

  His lips teased their slow progress across her breasts and then down her belly drawing their hot trail of fire over her skin and sending her wild with desire. He stopped just below her navel licking and kissing while his fingers danced between her intimate folds, stroking and spreading her wide.

  Gina moaned her approval he was rubbing her clitoris, gently this time with one careful finger and driving her crazy. Then he was there, his head between her thighs and his finger was smoothly replaced by his tongue.

  He wriggled it through her folds until he had her clitoris and then he latched on to the aroused bud and suckled hard. Gina howled and whimpered - this was almost more than she could take. The pleasure was so intense, so utterly all consuming and she was close to climaxing and he had barely started. In response to her moans he worked his tongue faster - flicking and licking. Then he moved slightly pushing his tongue into her vagina– spearing her and making fast stabbing movements. One last, loud moan and she was right on the edge of bliss. She felt his tongue, his lips and her sex became a cascading wave of electric fire as her climax swept within a hairs breadth. Then just as she was about to surrender to the glorious sensations of orgasm - he stopped. He pulled away and stood up – smirking at her look of complete disbelief at his denial of her pleasure.

  “Apologise,” he asked her smugly. “Say you’re sorry for refusing me in the car last night and for complaining when I just beat you.”

  Gina shook her head – what was this – couldn’t she even voice an opinion now?

  She heard him chuckle as he left the bench and went to his cupboard. He returned moments later and stroked her face sweeping her blonde hair from her hot cheeks.

  “Matthew,” she whispered breathily. “You’re doing it again – please just finish this – I can’t take much more,” she gasped. She looked at him – at the object in his hands. “What are you going to do with that?”

  “If you don’t apologise and beg me to forgive you then I’ll beat you with this too. But not across your backside,” he nodded knowingly. “This is a flogger – feel it,” he offered trailing across her belly and her breasts. “Feel the silky tails, feel them tickle but then see the knots,” he said dangling it in front of her eyes. “Delicious little knots that sting and delight when I use this here,” he explained cupping her sex in his hand. “Nothing too harsh – just a few carefully aimed lashes that’s all,” he assured her positioning himself at the end of the bed between her legs.

  He carefully ran his fingers over her labia – he opened her gently so he could see how highly aroused she was.

  “I’m going to get something else,” he smiled. “You don’t mind if I leave this here – do you?” He smiled again – well his mouth did but his eyes didn’t – they were cold and dark as he slowly and carefully inserted the large whip handle into her vagina pushing it all the way up before giving it a sharp twist.

  Gina squealed – it hurt. It hurt because it was too long and very thick and because she was still sore up there from yesterday.

  “Matthew,” she cried. “I can’t take it – it’s too…” Then she squealed and moaned and he watched her thighs quiver with the pain. As he returned to her side she whimpered louder, her hands clenching into fists within her manacled wrists.

  “Take it out, Mathew or I’ll stop this – I’ll apologise – apologise for everything. Or I’ll use my safeword,” she threatened.

  He shook his head – there was something hot and predatory flashing in those dark eyes. He watched her as her lips moved and she almost uttered the word but before the sound could escape into the room he’d fixed a gag tightly around her mouth. She couldn’t say anything at all now, well nothing he’d be able to decipher, he thought with a chuckle.

  He tore the flogger from her body ignoring her muffled screams. He trailed the soft, silky tails over her body – slowly, sensuously. The feeling was pleasant, Gina thought – almost ticklish. But then raising it high, and with some power behind it, he lashed at her breasts catching her sensitive peaks with the knots and that didn’t tickle at all. Another lash – this time between her spread thighs and another muffled shriek but Matthew continued to ignore her protests and continued to lash – he knew the truth. He knew she really loved each cruel, dark stroke he delivered.

  At last he stopped. He was hard again - his penis thick and erect and he stroked it admiringly. Hearing her screams and seeing her discomfort had done its work beautifully. Throwing the flogger to the floor He looked up at her face, her beautiful, blue eyes fearful, pleading with him to stop this.

  He gave her another small, cold smile and thrust into her - burying his erection deep inside her sex. She arched her back in utter bliss, she couldn’t help it, it was an automatic reaction to him – and, as was now becoming the norm, she climaxed almost instantly.

  But Matthew didn’t stop he pushed into her with slow, deep moves. Pulling out and plunging in again – each time filling her, using her to stroke his penis into the ecstatic state he needed. She mewled with pleasure and with pain – she was still bruised from the rough way he’d taken her yesterday. But Matthew didn’t care – he was intent on his own pleasure and he knew that having ejaculated before that he would last.

  Gina closed her eyes, she’d climaxed once but she was too sore now to climax again – for the first time with Matthew she just wanted this to be over. His demands on her body were becoming too much, too excessive. She was still gagged and retrained – she couldn’t stop him – so she closed her eyes and screamed silently with each and every thrust. Finally she felt nothing – she seemed distant – as if she was somewhere else.

  He was stroking her face. “You wield a strange power over me, my sweet,” Matthew whispered and kissed her lips lightly. Gina was surprised, surprised enough to gather her wits and realise that he’d finished and had freed her from both the gag and the restraints.

  ‘A strange power?’ Coming from him that was some admission.

  “And you think that makes it all okay then,” she challenged rubbing her stiff wrists and ankles. “Will you ever be content to just go to bed and make love to me in a normal way, Matthew,” she asked him critically.

  Matthew shook his head and kissed her again. “I doubt it
– that’s not what I’m like and anyway vanilla isn’t your flavour either, Gina,” he told her knowingly. “You need sex this way and you need it with me,” he added confidently.

  “I don’t think so,” she insisted. “I allow this – allow you to do these things to me because I’m .”

  She bit back the words that were on the tip of her tongue just in time. She had been about to say ‘that I’m in love with you’, but had held back at the last second. “That I’m perfectly happy to have sex with you so there’s no need to tie me up.” Were what came out instead. Admitting love or any caring emotion to Matthew Dark would probably just be a waste of time.

  “Yes I know you are, but I want to do this. You don’t get it, do you? The truth is I get off on making a girl helpless, doing stuff to her while she can’t stop me and then screwing her hard. You might find that disgusting or uncomfortable Gina – but it’s who I am.”

  At that moment Matthew’s cell phone rang and leaning across the bench he picked it up and answered it. He rose and pulled his shorts back on and then paced up and down the floor talking quietly to whoever it was. His face was serious and his tone hard – trouble, Gina decided and shivered. This time, thankfully, it had nothing to do with her.

  Chapter 6

  Matthew was missing that afternoon. Once she’d showered and changed Conrad delivered a message from him in his usual courteous way.

  “Mr Dark had business to see to in Genoa,” he told her. “He does expect to be back for dinner though. He suggests that I drive you into Portofino and that perhaps you do a little shopping.”

  It was only ten minutes walk into town so she certainly didn’t need a lift. But perhaps Matthew still didn’t trust her – didn’t want to leave her to her own devices all afternoon.

  “Mr Dark has left his credit card and instructions for you to purchase anything you might like,” he coughed. “If that sounds agreeable, Miss, then I am to accompany you.”

  Her instincts were right – he didn’t trust her. Conrad was nothing more than some sort of gaoler – credit card or no credit card.

  “I’m just going to sit in the sun, work on my tan thanks,” she smiled. “So no need to hang around waiting for me,” she told him.

  “As you wish, Miss, but I’m here should you need anything.”

  With that Conrad left and investigating a few minutes later Gina heard him in the garage outside tinkering under the bonnet of one of Matthew’s cars.

  It would be a long afternoon without him but perhaps it was her opportunity to look a little closer at her surroundings and think again about that escape plan. She was just about to wander around the garden when she heard a female voice call out.

  “Matthew. Matthew,” the voice called. “Are you here, darling?”

  The voice was deep, Italian and the hairs on the back of Gina’s neck prickled as she realised who it was and just moments before Lisa teetered into the sitting room dressed to kill and in yet more ultra high heels.

  “Ah, the English Miss,” she said giving Gina a distinctly chilly smile. “So he did bring you here – I thought as much? That confirms that you’re nothing more than chamber fodder to him. Am I right?” She beamed knowingly.

  Gina was stunned - she’d no idea what to say in reply. After all, her attitude might stink but the woman was right.

  “So you are his new sub – well I’m not surprised. When I saw you the night of Benito’s birthday I could see you were the type he likes to play with in that way.”

  Then she swept off through the villa first looking in the kitchen and then peering in the bedrooms.

  “Matthew isn’t here,” Gina told her when she returned. “Business called so I’m told.”

  “How long are you staying here?” She demanded. “You do know that you are in danger, Miss Deverell,” she told her firmly? “And you needn’t think this is just the ravings of some jealous ex wife either. I’m over Matthew and I don’t envy any woman who falls under his spell, believe me.”

  Gina shook her head. “Matthew isn’t dangerous. He wouldn’t hurt me – not really hurt me,” she replied with growing doubt and saw Lisa’s self satisfied smile.

  “He’s probably hurt you already. I know what he does and how he operates. All his talk of you being in control – of you having your safeword and then…” she paused, watching Gina flush. “And then gagging you so tight so you can’t use it,” she added confidently. “I know him, Gina. I was married to him, remember.”

  Gina sat down on the sofa – had he done those same things to her?

  “I know what you must be thinking – but no – I was his wife, I was never his sub. And that Gina is the difference between us and why I know everything about Matthew. I never let him restrain me or use those things he has and I never let him fuck me in that room of his either.” She paused, her own face flushed with emotion. She still loved him, Gina thought.

  “How did he get you here? Do something dreadful did you? Let me guess - you found whatever it is Dark Electronics is developing in his penthouse that night and he found out and blackmailed you into coming here with him?”

  Gina nodded, this woman was amazing.

  “Except that you didn’t – he lied to you.”

  “I don’t know what you mean – I did find something and like you said, the new product,” she insisted but she then realised she probably shouldn’t have told her this – after all she was the sister of Matthew’s biggest rival.

  “No you didn’t Gina. You found a rather snazzy tablet computer and plans to manufacture and sell it cheap.”

  Gina stared at her wide eyed. That’s exactly what she’d found.

  “He tricked you. But he was really trying to trick me – well Benito. I was suppose to find it, tell my brother who would instantly go into manufacture himself in order to beat Matthew to market, cut his prices and make a huge loss. Planet stock would have plummeted. So you see, Gina, you did Benito a favour that night and this – bringing you here is just Matthew’s revenge for spoiling his plans.”

  “You could be lying,” Gina levelled at her. “All of this could just be an elaborate ploy to find out what I know.”

  Lisa tapped a number into her cell phone and handed it to her.

  “Your step mother, Grace Deverell, she knows the truth,” she said handing her the phone.

  Gina spoke to Grace and listened carefully as she told her more about Kyle Hastings’s visit and what he’d told her. She believed him and apparently Kyle had been able to offer some documentation as proof.

  “Dark Electronics brought that tablet out at that price months ago, Gina,” she confirmed. “Lisa is going to help you to come home. So please trust her and do as she says.”

  Gina looked at Lisa – why would she want to help her?

  “Benito,” she nodded. “Benito insists I get you out of here and far away from Matthew so he can’t hurt you anymore.

  Gina nodded – she wanted to cry – to fly at Lisa and call her a liar but she couldn’t. Grace believed them and deep inside so did Gina now.

  “Be ready – I don’t know the detail but we’ll get you away from here. But make no mistake Gina, if Matthew suspects anything he’ll keep you here – you’ll be even more of a prisoner than you are now.”

  Lisa left as quickly as she’d arrived leaving Gina with a mountain of questions and no answers.

  She tried to relax; she lay on a lounger in the sunshine and sipped on a glass of wine. But her head was buzzing – was Matthew really someone she should run from – was she really in danger? Something – some inner warning voice confirmed all her worst fears – she had seen it for herself – even sampled it in his chamber. Matthew had a dark side; a very dark side. Another more dangerous Matthew lived in his head with him – Hardcore Matthew. And one day he’d rise and assert himself in a way Gina would hate him for. So Lisa was probably right and she should grab this opportunity to get away. But she’d no idea what Lisa had planned or what she’d meant by telling her to ‘be ready’
– was she supposed to pack – try to find her passport – what?

  Matthew retuned early. He seemed relaxed less stressed than this morning when he’d left her.

  “We’ll eat out,” he suggested. “At Luigi’s down in the bay. We can hold hands – drink wine and watch the sun go down,” he smiled and kissed her cheek. “Get ready – ten minutes then we’ll go.”

  Despite not being far he wanted to take the car. He promised her a ride around the coast before it went dark. When he was like this she loved him, he was happy, joking and normal. Was she going too far by listening to Lisa – by planning to run from him? Her head was in turmoil – she loved him but he’d never love her. He wanted her but to use as he pleased not as a partner to share his life. No, she was making the right decision – she had to leave, return to her normal, ordinary life and forget all about Matthew Dark.

  “Something’s happened, up ahead,” he said as they approached the bend before reaching Portofino. “An accident of some sort I think,” he said watching a young woman stagger by her stationary car. “I’ll go and speak to her, see if she needs help,” he said pulling over.

  Gina made to join him but he shook his head. “No you stay here and mind the car.” Then he hopped over the driver’s door of his low slung sports car and she watched him walk towards the distressed woman. Gina couldn’t have known it then but half a year would pass before she’d see him again.

  “Gina, don’t say anything just get out, keep down and get into the car across the road.”

  She blinked and grabbed her bag, this was it - this was her escape and it was Kyle, Kyle Hastings who’d come for her. He led her to a black limo with heavily tinted windows parked on the other side of the road. The accident had been staged. Kyle had been watching and waiting for his opportunity to strike.

  Gina didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. She turned and looked back but Kyle was driving too fast and Matthew was already out of sight.

  “Round the coast, a launch out to Benito’s yacht, then home,” he promised with a wide grin. “No more Matthew Dark – no more fear,” he added. “This time tomorrow, Gina you’ll be home in London and safe with Grace.”