Mr. Darkness

by Hilary Storm

  The blade slices through the rope easily, freeing my legs first, then each of my arms. He leaves the binding on my chest. He guides me to the St. Andrews cross and runs his hand over the beads draped over each of the posts. Positioning me in place so that I’m directly in front of our audience, he uses only the beads to bind me to the cross.

  “Stand on the tips of your toes.” A different link of beads on each leg and wrist is all that’s keeping me in place, even though my wrists are higher than would allow me to stand flat-footed, I do my best to relax my legs and still keep the height I need to accomplish this.

  I know right now my challenge is to keep the beads in place. Allowing any of them to spread all over the ground will mean failure. Failure isn’t an option.

  “Open your eyes, Camille.” Damon’s stern stare reminds me to watch him. To stay in the moment and not let anyone get to me. I hear the vibrator and can already feel my legs cramping from having to stand like this. How the hell am I going to fight off an orgasm and not break the tension on my restraints?

  Damon doesn’t give me any time to figure that out. He’s holding the massager to my clit, watching me react to the surge of energy that bolts through me the second he does. I take a deep breath and allow him to take me to the edge, knowing he’s not going to take me over. He won’t allow my body to fall limp or spasm through an orgasm like this.

  He pulls away just in time, but only allows me a few seconds of relief before he’s in place again. This goes on for what feels like hours, each time making it harder to get through the next. My arms ache. My legs hurt. My ass and tits burn from the whelps and I’m still here trying to complete whatever this shit is.

  “Open your eyes. Don’t fucking close them again.” I force them open once again. This time I can see Brock standing directly behind Damon. I’m sure he’s hoping I’ll lose concentration and fail at this little game, but what he doesn’t realize is he just gave me the fuel I need to get through it.

  “Sir, please.”

  “Please what?”

  “Please let me come.” Damon’s smirk tells me everything I need to know. This time I’m going to get my release. Now I just have to stay standing and strong enough to keep the beads in place.

  He increases the speed of the vibrator, “Come for me.” And as if his words are the switch I need he sends me into a fit of craze instantly. I’m writhing through the tremors when I hear Damon once again. “That’s my girl.”

  “You liked being watched, don’t you?” His dirty talk only enhances everything. I may have started this final challenge to get back at Brock, but it’s very apparent in this moment that I like being watched. The fact that I have multiple men in here has only made this more erotic to me. Damon’s face tells me he likes me being watched as well.

  Once the wave of shivers end, Damon yanks my arms free, sending the beads flying before he cuts my rope loose and jerks his pants open. He wraps me around his waist and plunges inside of me without even bothering for a condom. We’ve had the conversation about birth control and being clean and he knows I’m on it and we’re both clean.

  We’ve never done this before so I can imagine this is his way of sticking it to Brock. This is also my first time to have sex in front of people and if this is any testament as to how it is, we’ll be doing it more in the future. Its raw. It should feel wrong, but letting them see what we have is a rush.

  He drives deep inside me, thrusting the entire time he walks me to the far wall where he fucks me until we’re both done. The burn on my ass only makes it all better. My tits ache with his chest against them, but it’s as if all of it comes together to create the perfect storm of emotions I don’t watch the others, but I can feel their eyes on us. I scream louder than normal. I moan as if I’m on a porno and Damon seems to love every second of it because this is the most vocal he’s ever been.

  “Move in with me.” He’s still breathing hard when he springs this on me. I instantly assume this is all for show and follow his lead.

  “Yes.

  EPILOGUE

  I slide out of his bed and put my yoga pants on. “You could leave some of your things here, since you’re supposed to be moving in with me.”

  “Very funny. But kudos on pulling that tonight. I think the viewers are going to eat that up. Our chemistry was off the charts and I’m sure we won some votes with you pretending you want to me to live with you.”

  “I wasn’t pretending.”

  “Don’t be ridiculous Damon.”

  “We’re always together. Why would you think I’m joking about this?” He sits up quickly, propping himself up on his elbow.

  “Damon. I don’t know what to say.”

  “Say yes.”

  “Can I keep my apartment for a few months?” This is my way of compromising and allowing myself to say yes. I can’t just give up my independence after only knowing him for a few weeks.

  “Are you afraid I’ll get tired of you?” He pulls me back to the bed and against his chest.

  “No I’m almost certain you’re going to drive me insane.”

  “That’s my job.”

  “Well you do it perfectly.” I move to straddle him. There’s something I want to ask him and I’m hoping he’ll say yes. It’ll make me feel better about what I did on camera.

  “Can we give the money to charity if we win?” He flicks a nipple, playfully teasing me while I wrestle him onto his back.

  “It’s your money, so do what you want with it.”

  “I want it to go to charity.”

  “Do you have any flaws, Camille?” He relaxes on his back and looks at me through sultry eyes.

  “I tend to fall for the dark and mysterious guys.”

  “That is a big flaw… you should really never fall for that one named Mr. Darkness. I heard he’s the worst.” I love our little conversations like this. He likes to tease me and it just shows me his playful side.

  “It’s too late. I fell hard for that one.”

  “I heard he’s taken.”

  “He is.”

  Acknowledgments

  As always I have to thank my husband and kids for putting up with my crazy schedule. Without their love and support, I’d never get through a single book.

  There’s a few people in the book world who are always there for me. It’s amazing that I’ve found so many friends through this journey and I can’t imagine my life without them now. Thank you to all of you who get me and have still chosen to be my friend! Lol.

  Wander… what an amazing photo. Thank you so much for working with me this past year! I’m so excited to release my first of many covers where I’ve collaborated with you! It’s refreshing to find such talent in a team that keeps it real!

  Jonny… Holy Fuck. You nailed this shoot for me! Thank you so much for wanting to be a part of #teamStorm! I’m proud to have you on my cover and hope you go far in this industry.

  My readers… Thank you for all of your support! I’m humbled by all of your love and it makes everything worth it just to read your reviews and see you at signings. Thank you for everything!

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