Chained (When Bondage Meets Innocence) (24 page)

“
Yeah, you would.” Tyler said.

“
Whatever,” Damien said. “I play to win. I’ll abide by your condition, though. I just have a few of my own. For the next month, you will not see her without me, unless she asks it of you and I am going with the two of you to New York. After the party, we’ll let her choose.”

“
How do you know we’re going?” Tyler asked.

Damien just looked at him. They both knew that Tyler hadn’t missed one of these parties in the last five years and there was no way he would miss it if he had a bright, shiny new sub to show off.

“
Fine,” Tyler said. “But the same goes for you. You only see her with me.”

“
Unless she asks,” Damien said.

“
Unless she asks,” Tyler conceded.

“
And I get to start tonight, just me and her,” Damien said. “I have some lost time to make up for.”

“
No,” Tyler said.

“
Scared?” Damien taunted. “Afraid, I’ll surpass in a few minutes what you’ve spent the last week cultivating?”

“
Fine, twenty minutes” Tyler agreed, not wanting Damien to know that was exactly what he was afraid of. Tyler was a strong confident man. But Damien was all of that with a little danger thrown in. Plus, Damien was the one that had unlocked Krista’s soul. That kind of thing forges a connection that he didn’t think he was going to be able to break. He just hoped his connection could compete with it.

Krista had come out of her daze a few minutes before when some guy she didn’t know had asked if her Master would let her play. She said no and stood to find Tyler and Miranda. It had been awhile and they still weren’t back. She started to think that maybe Tyler had seen her on the dance floor with Damien and gotten angry. He might have even left.

“
Greg,” Krista asked, walking up to the bar. “You didn’t see Tyler leave did you? I don’t see him anywhere.”

“
He hasn’t closed out his tab,” Greg said, having a pretty good idea where Tyler was and who he was with. He just hoped Damien kept his cool. “I’m sure he’s around somewhere.”

“
All right,” Krista said. “Thanks.”

Krista turned to survey the room and leaned against the bar. She saw Tyler coming into the VIP area and felt a rush of relief. She wasn’t sure where Miranda had gone, but maybe everything was going to be okay after all. Her hopes were shot down however, when she saw who followed him. It wasn’t Miranda. It was Damien and neither man looked particularly happy. Krista had a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach.

The guys seemed to be looking for her, so she stepped away from the bar and walked over. The funny thing was that both men lit up when they saw her, like Christmas had come early or something. Krista wasn’t sure if that was good or bad, but figured she would have to talk to them to find out.

“
Hey,” Krista said as she walked up to Tyler. “Where have you been? And where’s Miranda?”

“
I put her in a cab,” Tyler said. “She needs some time to adjust. I’ve got her number and she wants you to call her, but I’d give her a couple of days.”

“
Okay,” Krista said. “What about you? It didn’t take you all this time to put her in a cab.”

“
I had some things to handle,” Tyler said, leaning down to give Krista a kiss. He couldn’t resist showing Damien a little of the fire that burned in her at his touch. Tyler deepened the kiss, pressing her closer as he tilted her head to get access to more of her mouth.

Damien cleared his throat, trying to tamp down his annoyance. This was not going to be easy. He’d never actually shared a woman before, especially not one that he felt something for. It was going to be hard to hold his jealousy in check.

Tyler pulled away from Krista leaving her lips swollen. She didn’t know why he had kissed her like that in front of Damien, but she had no choice but to respond. From the moment they’d met, Tyler had affected her that way.

“
Krista,” Tyler said, pretending he didn’t know about them. “This is Damien. Damien, Krista.”

“
We’ve met actually,” Krista said looking into Tyler’s eyes, then Damien’s. She was hoping to read something there and get an idea of what was happening, but neither man gave anything away.

“
Oh,” Tyler said, feigning surprise. “Good then. You and I are going back to one of the private rooms, and I’ve invited Damien to come with us.”

Krista opened her mouth to reply, but nothing came out. She didn’t know what to say. Everything was happening too fast for her to keep up.

“
You do want to, don’t you Krista?” Damien asked, his voice taking on a darkness that sent a shiver up her spine and filled her eyes with lust as he stepped closer to her.

She nodded, thinking to herself that this was one of her darkest fantasies, one she had never told anybody. She just didn’t know if she would survive. If her body didn’t give out, her heart surely would. There had to be some way to control how she felt, or she would get burned, either from one end or the other, maybe both…

“
Answer me properly, slut,” Damien said, reaching out to yank painfully on her hair and tilt her face up to his. The only thing in the world he wanted right now, was to reach out and hold her, but that would have to wait for another time. Damien knew that Krista had a much darker side that Tyler wouldn’t have explored. To have any chance with her, he was going to have to show her that he could match all of her darkness and Tyler couldn’t. Tyler was a good top, a good Master, but he never let himself stray too far from the light.

“
Yes Master,” Krista said as pussy juice ran down her leg. “Please, yes.”

“
Then drop to your knees and show me, slut,” Damien said, thinking it would serve Tyler right since he’d put on such a show with the kiss.

Krista dropped to her knees and unbuttoned Damien’s pants. She was so turned on, she couldn’t even think. Her fingers fumbled as she tried to free Damien’s cock, but finally it sprang free.

Krista made a muffled sound as Damien grabbed her head and began shoving himself into her mouth. She moaned and her pussy throbbed. He was using her mouth without regard in the middle of the floor and it was turning her on. She didn’t know why, but this called to her on a level she couldn’t explain.

She opened her lips as wide as she could and relaxed her throat muscles so she could take more of him. She already knew that he had the biggest dick she’d ever seen. Sucking it took some getting used to. She’d have to breathe soon, but for now, she just wanted to get all of him in her mouth.

“
Swallow it, slut,” Damien said, forcing her head all the way down his dick. Finally, he let go, giving her a chance to breathe.

“
Show me how much you want it,” Damien said. “Prove I’m not wasting my time.”

Krista began sucking in and out on her own, taking as much of it down her throat as she could get. When she couldn’t get it all, she grabbed onto Damien’s hips and forced him down her throat. She began pumping against him this way, unwilling to give up even a second to catch her breath.

“
Good enough, slut,” Damien said, pushing her away. Krista took a deep breath, eyes glazed over with lust as Damien slid his dick back into his pants and zipped them up. “Which room Tyler?”

“
Opposition,” Tyler said.

“
That’s really the one you want?” Damien asked him.

“
The others are in use or being cleaned,” Tyler said, walking away, thinking about the way Krista had responded to Damien’s harsh treatment something he couldn’t replicate. Clearly, she had loved it. Suddenly, he wasn’t so sure that he would be enough to make her happy, even if she did pick him. With the thought heavy on his mind, he went to the room and took a seat on the light side, figuring that Damien would want the dark.

Krista walked into the room behind the two men and decided that it was very fitting. Half the room was pure white and the other midnight black. Even the bed was half and half. Everything on the white side seemed to be designed purely for pleasure. The black, pain. Krista found herself drawn to both sides, much like she was drawn to both of the men with whom she’d entered.

“
Take off the cloak, slut,” Damien said, “and go sit on the bed.”

Krista pulled the string that tied the cloak around her neck and went to sit on the edge of the bed. Her heart was pounding and her pussy throbbed with each beat. Nobody had even touched her yet and already she was out of control. She ground her fingernails into her palms and took a deep breath, trying to calm herself as her eyes followed Damien around the room.

“
The key,” Damien said walking towards Tyler and holding out his hand.

Tyler handed it over with a sigh. Trust Damien to see the importance of removing Tyler’s claim. It was unfortunate because the bondage jewelry truly was amazing on her. Damien walked over and fit the key into the various locks, removing each piece of jewelry and setting it on the bed next to Krista. When he’d removed it all, he carried it over to Tyler and handed him the key.

Krista was silent through the process. She had figured out what he was doing and why. Tyler probably wouldn’t understand, but he didn’t know about their history. Clearly Damien was not happy about having to share her and didn’t want to see the evidence every time he looked at her.

Krista watched as Damien reached behind his back and pulled his shirt over his head, letting it fall to floor. His chiseled chest, strong arms and perfect abs had her mouth watering. More importantly, he had well-defined obliques that made this gorgeous ‘v’ shape as they tapered into his groin. Krista didn’t know what it was about that particular muscle, but it made her want to trace it with her tongue.

“
We are going to fuck you tonight, slut,” Damien said as walked towards her. “We are going to work you over until you can’t even move. But I’ve convinced your Master to let me have some time to get acquainted with you first. He’s going to sit and watch. Understand?”

“
Yes, Damien,” Krista whispered, breathlessly. Watching him walk towards her with his eyes full of the dark things he was going to do had stolen her breath. She didn’t know how she was going to last when things started to get serious.

“
For now, you are mine and mine only,” Damien said as he pushed her backwards on the bed and laid down beside her. “Let me here you say it.”

“
I’m yours, Master,” she said knowing a part of her wished it were true. They barely knew each other, but she’d give anything for him to be a part of her life. She just wished she knew why. “Please, touch me. I need you.”

“
This is what you want, slut?” Damien asked as squeezed her breast harshly, wrapped his lips around it, and bit down, sucking hard.

Krista’s cry sounded throughout the room as she squeezed her legs together. Pussy juice dripped down, tickling as it ran into the crack of her ass. As suddenly as the pain had started, it stopped, and a soft tongue licked her soothingly.

“
Yes, Master,” Krista panted. “More.”

Damien bit down again, drawing it out longer this time. Krista clenched her teeth until she couldn’t take it anymore and cried out again. Again, Damien soothed her aching breast with licks from his soft tongue.

“
Spread your legs, slut,” Damien said as he pulled his mouth away from her breast. Krista complied with his request, wondering if it would be pleasure or pain he offered. His hand reached between her legs and softly stroked her puffy pussy lips, drawing a moan from Krista as she lifted her hips to get closer. Without warning, he pinched her pussy lips together as his head descended once again to bite and suck at her breast. She cried out when it became too much, but Damien didn’t release her. His teeth remained locked on her breast and his fingers, her pussy.

“
PLEASE, MASTER!” Krista yelled, feeling her eyes well with tears. The pain stopped, replaced by a deep throbbing as his teeth and fingers relinquished their tight hold on her. Tyler had shown her how pain and pleasure mingled together, but he’d never taken her this far. The pain had been almost too much to bear, but now that it had stopped, Krista found herself aroused beyond anything she’d thought possible.

It was as if she had reached a new level of awareness within her body, one that couldn’t be touched without sacrifice. One where her body no longer wanted, it demanded. She couldn’t breathe. She couldn’t think. She had become one massive, quivering, vessel desperately needing to be filled.

“
Please, Master,” she begged. “I NEED you.”

“
Not yet, slut,” Damien said, standing. He walked over to the shelves and grabbed a thick vibrator. There were two sets of restraints and he picked those up too. He’d need them later anyway. While walking back to the bed, an assortment of whips caught his eye. He stopped to pick up a cat’o’nine tails on his way back. Dropping it all on the bed, he made a turning motion with his hand. “On your knees,” he said.

“
Yes Master,” Krista said, rolling over.

Damien grabbed a large chunk of Krista’s hair, wrenching her neck back. His dick twitched as she moaned. But he was determined to make this twenty minutes that he had her to himself count, so he ignored it. He picked up the vibrator and shoved it in her mouth.

“
That’s it slut,” Damien said. “Get it nice and wet because it’s going in your ass.”

Krista moaned around the vibrator.