Dark Alley: Part One: Episodes 1-4

by D. S. Wrights

  Seventeen

  The alley was dark, barely lit up by the dim bulbs around the place. If she wanted to, Belladonna didn’t even have to close her eyes to make this situation dreamlike, but what she needed now more than ever was to be in control. It was a part of her job, a part of her persona trying to bring situations into a controllable space, but now, now control was more than about feeling safe, it was about feeling powerful, and being able to avert any surprises.

  As she slowly stepped into the alley, she already was able to see the man who called himself ‘Core’. He stood there, leaning against one of the walls, seemingly relaxed, but as soon as he heard her steps, he was straightening up like a spear and instantly turned around to face her.

  “Madam,” Core breathed out, and Belladonna stopped moving, not being able to prevent herself from pointing to the ground with her right index finger.

  It was just an impulse. She hadn’t really thought about what she would do, once she met the man, who had asked for a dominant woman. During the walk to the third alley, she hadn’t been able to think at all because she was too nervous.

  Her nervousness was suddenly gone.

  Belladonna couldn’t quite believe Core’s reaction to her simple gesture, as he fell on his knees and bowed down, hands into the dirt and his face pressing into it as well, as soon as she had pointed at the ground. A heat wave rushed through her body, leaving nothing but arousal in its wake.

  She was curious. Knowing what the sheer thought of a fantasy soon to be fulfilled had done to her; she couldn’t help but wonder if his excitement had gotten the better of him. Did he touch himself while waiting?

  “Have you been patient, Core?” She spoke slowly as if she, tasted every letter she spoke. “Speak.”

  “Yes, my lady,” he answered, muffled by the ground he was facing.

  Watching him bowing down in front of her, and pressing his forehead into the dirt of the alley, waiting for her order was so exhilarating that it increased the need between her own legs.

  “Why are you dressed, slave?” she muttered, clenching her own hands into fists, as she fought to control her own voice – she didn’t want to sound nervous. “You are not allowed to wear clothes when meeting me, am I clear?”

  “Yes, mistress,” Core instantly responded immediately bringing his hands up to undress, beginning with his button-down shirt.

  Hearing him call her by that title did something to Belladonna, but she couldn’t really put it into a clear thought. It calmed her, and made her relax. Maybe she had been worried that he actually hadn’t wanted to instantly submit, but his behavior showed her that he was eager to follow her lead.

  Belladonna watched him unbutton his shirt and get rid of it hastily, but also that he took the time to fold it meticulously and put it aside. After that he worked on his trousers while kneeling, he pulled down the fabric along with his briefs. Every piece of clothing was quickly removed, folded and placed neatly onto each other. Throughout the entire time, he kept his head bowed down, not looking at her.

  After a few minutes he was kneeling in front of her, completely naked, hands pressed into the dirt before him and his head resting on the back of his hands, waiting for her next instruction. Belladonna enjoyed and admired the naked body before her. The facts on the tablet PC had been true. Although he wasn’t a bodybuilder, his body was fit, and she could see his back muscles straining while he was bowing down before her. This was so hot.

  “Do you want to please me, Core?” She asked, waiting for his response, as if she was waiting for a triple chocolate cake, which was finally being served.

  “Yes, Mistress,” he exhaled.

  Belladonna stepped towards him, watching him carefully. He didn’t move, didn’t dare to look up, but stayed still. She walked past him, bringing the cold brick wall of the alley to her back and spreading her legs slightly. Not wearing any panties, the cool night air brushed across the damp, shaved skin between her legs.

  “Make me come,” she demanded, doing her best to sound determined.

  “Yes, Madam,” Core obeyed and moving to his right, bowing down between her legs.

  His mask was dark blue with several bright blue circles on them, which – so she figured – was the image of a core, whatever core he was thinking of. To her, it wasn’t really that important. He moved forward between her legs and reached out for her left leg, and he hesitated.

  “You are allowed to touch me, slave,” she said, as she realized that he wasn’t certain about what he was allowed to do despite her order. “When I tell you to make me come, you are allowed to do anything in order to fulfill my demand. Just not your cock.”

  “Yes, mistress,” Core bowed down even deeper.

  He needed a few moments to recover from his failure, but then gently placed his right hand on her left ankle and kissed the inside of it. Belladonna leaned her head back and closed her eyes, taking in the sensation that simple, gentle touch created. It was a swarm of electricity spreading out from the spot where his lips touched her bare skin. It even increased with every peck he placed from her ankle up to her knee, ever slowly, ever gentle, ever obedient.

  She wanted to cuss, to tell him to go faster, but then again, there was a need in her to savor his treatment. The way he took his time with her wasn’t just obedient and submissive, but reverent. Core kissed the inside of her leg as if it was the most secret place on the planet. He didn’t use his tongue, even though her mind was fantasizing about it. It was driving her nuts. She wanted to feel the wetness along her leg that would eventually find its destination between her legs, and against her clit, sucking on that tiny piece of flesh.

  But then, he had to earn it. And hell, did he do it! She couldn’t help but hiss as he slowly, patiently kissed every inch of her bare flesh until he arrived close enough to her center, eventually placing a kiss on her click.

  “Lick it!” Belladonna demanded hoarsely.

  He obeyed, sliding his tongue against her clit just once.

  “Do not test my patience!” She hollered. “I told you to make me come, so make me come! Use your mouth!”

  Instantly Core obeyed her order, pressing his mouth against her soft and wet lips, moving it sideways while he was pressing his teeth against her clit, hard. His tongue darted out, flicking that sensitive piece of her flesh several times before sucking it into his mouth.

  Belladonna instinctively pressed her shoulders against the wall behind her and her pelvis forward against his face, inhaling sharply and tensing up, closing her hands into fists as the unknown man’s tongue licked her clit and then carefully entered her pussy.

  Right then, she was torn between the need to have a hard cock inside of her or to further enjoy Core’s sensual treatment. In the end denying him to penetrate her made her sensation even more exhilarating.

  “Suck on me, yes!” She exclaimed and Core obeyed, licking her clit into the right position and then sucking it right between his teeth, flicking on that little piece of sensitive skin he held captive in a way that drove her mad.

  He pressed his teeth against her clit, moving his head from right to left, increasing the pressure that almost drove her over the edge. But his hands weren’t filling her up enough to make that possible.

  She groaned in lust and frustration.

  Maybe next time, so she thought, she should bring Aquarius or King along with her, to fuck her while her new slave Core sucked on her. This idea made her tremble.

  Belladonna was pleasantly surprised by how expertly Core worked on her. He had to have had a lot of practice, who would let such a talent go to waste? She was close to coming, but she needed a little more than just his mouth.

  “Fuck me with your hand!” Belladonna shouted and arched her back once more, with her shoulders grazing against the brick wall, now opening herself up even more to Core and he thankfully obeyed.

  First, he slid just one finger between her lips, which made her moan just a little as the movement created the tiniest bit of friction that she f
elt in her clit. Quickly, he brought a second finger along, prodding into her less gently while he eagerly sucked on her sensitive flesh. She released a moan from her throat as he pushed deeper.

  “More!” Belladonna demanded, and Core obeyed.

  Core pushed a third finger into her, stretching her and the sensation reminded her of a real cock. But he was gentle and slow, trying to push in his three fingers as deep as he could. It wasn’t the same movement that it would have been with a real cock, but this sensation actually was more arousing to her at that moment. These fingers were there to please her, and a cock would eventually follow its own need. Fingers not so much. Hell no. They did what she wanted them to do when she wanted them to do it.

  “Suck harder!” She ordered him and again he instantly obeyed, sucking in that bud of nerves between his teeth.

  “Fuck!” Belladonna cursed under her breath before she was able to control herself.

  He was gently biting her, and she was almost losing it. But in the end, it was Core pushing his hand all the way in, almost as if he knew that little pang he created would drive her closer to her release. He kept on prodding his fingers into her while sucking and biting on that little, small bud of nerves. Suddenly he had found the right timing that sent her over the edge, hard. Core didn’t stop. He kept plunging his hand in and out, working on her while she rode out one orgasm after another, until she wasn’t able to enjoy her rapture anymore.

  “Stop!” She shouted, and Core obeyed, instantly.

  Releasing her twitching body as her nerves continued to send the jolts of a calming orgasm through her body, he stayed close in case her knees would give out beneath her, all without touching her body.

  She had to admit that this experience was another one of those that were beyond amazing. Yes, she had ordered around and used Aquarius, too, but they had sex, and this man was willing to put her first, without even trying to get more. He was so eager to please her, which was maybe the best thing about it. Core even brought her clothes back in order, but not before cleaning up the moisture from her thighs and labia with his t-shirt. And then he bowed down again to show his full obedience.

  “Do you have a mistress?” Belladonna asked when she had caught her breath.

  “No, my lady,” he responded, his forehead meeting the dirt once again, and with a tremble in his voice.

  Belladonna looked at the naked man kneeling in front of her, taking in his form, seeing that his hair was dark blonde, which she hadn’t noticed before. The description of his body had stated that he wasn’t really athletic, but as she considered him, she had to disagree. Maybe he had worked out since they had matched his details with his profile? He still wasn’t an athlete, but he was still easy on the eyes.

  “Then I would like to give it a try and be your mistress, Core,” she told him and somehow he managed to bow down even deeper. “I’ve never done this before, so I need you to be honest.”

  “Yes, mistress,” he instantly answered.

  Belladonna had no idea what she was getting herself into, but the thought of having a man at her disposal to be used at her own leisure was more than amazing, it was exhilarating. His reaction to her words was another bow.

  “You are allowed to meet with other women, but you aren’t allowed to give your cock to anyone other than me, until I say,” Belladonna. “As long as you please a woman you are free to meet with them, but your cock is mine.”

  “Yes, mistress,” Core answered submissively.

  Belladonna could hear a certain undertone in his voice that implied how horny he was right now. She could guess that he wanted to fuck her brains out, but he still stayed where he was, not asking, not moving, not even looking up to her. Core’s body was slightly trembling, the muscles on his bare back were twitching and tensing.

  “You have been a good servant,” she finally uttered, watching him making another bow by using his arms.

  Belladonna needed a moment to take it all in before her mind started to function again. Obviously, Core knew what he was doing, but she didn’t have a clue. The fact was, he had obeyed her and satisfied her even better than she had hoped for. She was sated, but she knew it wouldn’t last.

  “But since you have pleased me greatly,” Belladonna spoke, and a wicked smirk crawled onto her lips as an idea formed in her mind. “You are allowed to bring yourself release.” She paused, uncertain if she should actually finish the sentence. “At my feet.”

  Hearing herself, saying these words was a rush and almost as good as the foreplay to what would be a great orgasm. The downside was that these words revived her own need, even with the fantastic release Core had given to her. It was ridiculous. She would feel the aftermath of his treatment for the rest of the night, maybe even longer. So, why did she want more?

  Had this club turned her into a nymphomaniac?

  Or was the reason that the man at her feet just wasn’t King of Diamonds? Or Aquarius?

  Belladonna watched Core sit up on his heels, his head still bowed down, placing the same fingers that had entered her, around his cock and began to work on himself with slow strokes. He obviously was rock-hard, which made her wonder how long it would take until he came.

  Then, a wave of relief washed over her as she realized the size of his piece. It wasn’t exceptionally huge, but, more importantly, this essential part of his body wasn’t tiny either.

  He would suffice.

  Watching him work on his hard cock satisfied a long kept curiosity of hers. She had never dared to ask or watch any of her boyfriends. Probably she wouldn’t have done it in any other situation, not even with a one-night-stand, which she would never have anyway since she was now a member at the Dark Alley.

  But what had a larger effect on her than just watching Core jerk off in front of her was listening to him, while he did it. Those small and suppressed noises, that escaped him, his erratic breathing, the twitching and tensing of his muscles. All of it was intensely arousing. She could now understand King of Diamonds taste for being the dominant even more.

  “Come for me,” she murmured, and Core’s response was fast, as a loud groan broke from his lips.

  Pumping, he came while trembling, spreading out his cum in front of her feet, onto the ground. It was odd how different she could feel about something when she had demanded it, in comparison to it simply happening to her. She knew that her order was, in the end, degrading Core, as it was telling him that his semen wasn’t even worthy of touching her. But it was what he had asked for. He would have to earn every tiny piece of her.

  Core toppled over, catching himself with his free hand, to not touch her and panted heavily.

  “Are you not going to thank me?” Belladonna asked after she gave him a few moments to recover.

  “Thank you, mistress,” he spoke quickly and hoarsely. “Forgive me, mistress.”

  She could feel herself grin. “This one time, slave.”

  After a moment of deliberation about whether she should simply leave, not giving him any information on a future meet, or not, Belladonna realized that King of Diamonds had done exactly that: left her hanging dry.

  “Be here tomorrow, at midnight,” she eventually told him and turned around, walking out of the alley.

  There was no appeal in watching him getting dressed. She only wanted to go home and watch a movie before going to bed. Yes, there was another needy ache growing inside of her, but she didn’t want to talk to Aquarius, and she didn’t want to meet King of Diamonds either.

  But something told her that she wasn’t getting away that easily, and she was right. Although Belladonna headed straight for the exit, she still had to pick up her jacket and purse that she had left with Alfred.

  “Are you leaving, Miss?” He asked and there was something in his voice that made her senses tingle.

  “Yes,” she answered, smiling tiredly at him. “I was very pleased with my order.”

  “I am happy to hear that, Miss Belladonna,” Alfred answered and made a note on his tablet PC.
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  “I would also like to request a room,” she said, thinking about what she had told Core just a few moments ago.

  “Of course, Miss,” Big Guy nodded and waited for her to give him more specifics.

  “Tomorrow at Midnight,” she continued, feeling herself relax a little. “I want Core to wait for me in this room. Is there a possibility to request a few… items?” She added on the spur of the moment.

  “Yes,” Alfred nodded, typing on his tablet before he handed it over to her.

  She gave him a smile as she took it and looked at the very long list. Some of the items were displayed with a darker font, which probably meant that these weren’t at her disposal, but none of them were really interesting. Belladonna put her index finger on a few toys she thought she might like to use the next night and returned the tablet back to its owner.

  “While you were away, your presence was requested,” he finally said what she had been expecting.

  Belladonna nodded. What should she do? After all, King of Diamonds was the one that was sponsoring her silver membership status, but then again, she hadn’t asked for that. Or had it been Aquarius before he had seen her and he had forgotten about his request.

  “Alfred, by whom?” She asked reluctantly.

  “King of Diamonds, Miss,” Alfred answered, sounding detached and neutral, as he often did.

  On the one hand Belladonna was excited to know that this man still had an interest in her, and that one of her worries ceased to exist, but on the other hand, she didn’t want him to believe that she was at his disposal. She wasn’t sure if King of Diamonds had planned to imply that she owed him for his invitation, or silver status by letting her know it was him, who had made sure she received that business card.

  “Please tell him that I am unavailable and going home,” Belladonna eventually decided, and Alfred nodded, sliding his fingers across the surface of his device.

  Then, he helped her into her jacket.

  “The passage is safe,” Alfred told her, and she gave him a soft smile: “Thank you, Alfred. Have a nice night and see you tomorrow.”