Act 9

SILAS’S POV

 

Right above the Escape Club was my floor. It was secluded from all the ruckus down there. The music, the noise, the fights and all.

 

It was like a fucking sanctuary, and yet it gave me so much pleasure to hear that tiny gasp slip from Imogen’s lips when I led her to my bedroom.

 

Or my dungeon as I would rather call it. The only similarity between the room and a bedroom was the presence of a bed. King sized bed to be precise, with white sheets all ready to be married.

 

The rest however was lined with toys… toys I liked to play with. I watched her walk towards the whips on the wall, tracing her fingers lightly over them. Her eyes were wide with awe and she glanced back at me.

 

“I figured you were into this, but not this deep,” she whispered.

 

My play thing couldn’t even say the word Kink, fucking innocent. I wanted to tear through that innocence desperately.

 

Holding her brown gaze, I reached for my shirt, undoing the buttons and peeled it off. She froze, her eyes the only part of her moving as they roved down my chest. It gleamed in the dim red lighting of the room.

 

“Do you understand what happens here, Princess?” I asked, approaching her with slow measured steps.

 

Her pupils dilated and when she spoke, she sounded breathless. “What?”

 

I cupped her cheeks, stroking them gently. “I would not hurt you. You know that, don’t you?”

 

She nodded meekly and I stepped back, satisfied. As long as she trusted me, that was enough.

 

For now.

 

“Strip,” I ordered. “I want every piece of clothing gone.” She reached for her dress swiftly and I spoke again. “Slowly, slowly Princess. Look at me as you take them off.”

 

Even in the light, I could see the blush on her cheeks. Her delicate fingers reached for the straps of her dress and then slowly shed them off, revealing a smooth shoulder.

 

I grind my teeth against each other, clenching my hands in a fist. I wanted to run my tongue over that sweet pale skin. Wanted to scrape her skin with my teeth and hear the naughty sounds she would make.

 

 

Patience, Silas.

 

 

The black dress slipped down to her waist, revealing her tits. Fucking marvelous tits. Rosy pink nipples stood stiff and hardened. My mouth watered and my fist tightened.

 

The dress rolled down those wide hips, and in a flash she was naked before me. So fucking beautiful, so damned perfect.

 

Fuck patience! I had to touch her.

 

My feet moved quickly, closing the distance between us as I wrapped a hand around her neck, tilted her head upwards and kissed her. 

 

She let out a soft moaning sound, wrapping her hands around me as if she had been waiting fir it all day, like I was. Like I had been.

 

I swiped my tongue against the seam of her lips, teasing them apart and slipped my tongue through. She was inexperienced, that much was obvious.

 

 

And I fucking loved it!

 

I wanted to be the one to teach her, the one who made her make scream and, the one who made her make those fucking sexy sounds.

 

Her fingers stroked my bare chest and I growled ravaging her lips harder. Fuck! I was losing control and I had to steer this quickly or it would all be iver too fucking soon.

 

I pulled away, breathing heavily and heard her cry in protest.

 

“Soon, my pet, soon,” I groaned, stepping away from her and gesturing at the bed… “Get on it, now! On all fours.”

 

She made a little noise, low in her throat that told me she loved taking my orders. Good. There was plenty more to come.

 

I walked to the spread on the wall and reached for a knobby dildo; it had bumps along its glassy surface. I picked a small vibrator as well and walked towards her.

 

“Fuck, you look so good with your ass all up in the air like that,” I hissed, reaching for her ass.

 

It was the perfect pear shape, pale as ever and hanging in the air with her glittering pussy right at the center of it all.

 

I dropped a slap in her right ass cheek and she squealed falling on her belly trembling…

 

“Hold still, Pet,” I ordered. “Or I may have to restrain you,”

 

“No,” she whimpered, struggling to get back on her knees. “Please.”

 

“Be a good girl then, okay?”

 

She nodded, biting her lips when my hands came down on her again. I watched in amusement as her pussy lips clenched with each spank.

 

“Fuck, you naughty little slut,” I hissed, slapping her cheeks harder. “You fucking love it, don’t you?”

 

Her back arched as she moaned and I spanked harder. “Answer me, pet!”

 

“Yes,”

 

“That’s very slutty, don’t you think?” I chuckled, slapping harder on her ass. She writhed beneath my touch, trying to put her cunt under my hands. I laughed at her antics and spanked those cheeks harder and faster.

 

“Oh fuck!” She screamed, gripping the sheets. “Please! Pleas just touch me already!”

 

“Where, pet? Tell me where… tell me how you want me to fucking touch you!” I spat, watching her ass turn red from all the spanking.

 

“My pussy,” she cried. “Please? Touch my pussy.”

 

“Ah, there’s a good girl,” I murmured, delivering one last spank to her ass, watched it bounce and then flipped my hands over her pussy. “You’re fucking swollen,” I hissed through my teeth, feeling my cock pushing through my clothes.

 

She moaned in satisfaction as my fingers slipped between her lips, and then right into her wet tight heat.

 

“Yesssss,”

 

Fuck, I’d love to feel those walls around my cock. I pinched my nose, trying to still myself from fucking exploding and then withdrew my fingers.

 

 

She glanced over her shoulders at me, sultry brown eyes gazing at me in question. I held up the glass dildo and watched her eyes widened a fraction.

 

“Keep those eyes on me, do not look away,” I ordered. Parted her thighs and then holding her eyes, I sunk the seven inch dildo down her pussy slow and steady.

 

Her eyes widened, closing briefly until I growled and then snapped back open. Her jaw slacked and when the dildo was buried fully in her pussy, she let out a long and loud moan.

 

“Ohhhhhhh fuckkkkkkk,”

 

Her walls twitched around the dildo, almost forcing it out but I pushed in deeper. She squealed at the sudden movement, and the squeal changed into so. When I began thrusting the toy in and out of her pussy.

 

“Oh my gosh,”

 

“You like that? Yes?”

 

“Yes!” She panted, screaming when I thrusted the dildo harder.

 

I took the small vibrator—a ball with a small handle, wrapped my arm around her waist and placed it between her puffy swollen pussy lips. 

 

With one hand controlling the vibrator and the other shoving the glass cock down her pussy, Imogen’s screams became wild and uncontrollable.

 

Her pussy queefed and juices pooled down the dildo. I fucked her harder, listening to the sounds she made. Hearing her beg for me to stop and as if set of by a bomb, she let out a hoarse scream and fell limp on the bed. Her juices splattered everywhere and I grinned.

 

The night would be a long and interesting one.