How May I Please You (The Darkest Kink #2) (The Darkest Kink Duet)

Chapter 6

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I bitemy lip so hard I expect the taste of blood, and it wouldn”t even matter. All I care about right now is the sight of the gorgeous woman below me, kneeling in anticipation of how I’ll dominate her. She’s a vision, a delectable, perfect, seductive vision that I can’t wait to get my hands on.

When Journey asks how she can please me, my mind explodes with vivid, devious answers. Thoughts of all the tortuous ways I can satisfy both of us make my knees tremble. Even after irking my nerves earlier, I want this woman more than I can put into words, and it’s so much deeper than just wanting to fuck her. I want to torment her with foreplay before driving her to the brink of insanity with toys. I want her rabid for me. By the time I’m ready to fuck her, she has to feel more than just desire for my cock. She has to need it, to crave it, to be consumed entirely by her desperation to have me inside of her. I want her to choose death rather than accept going without me stretching her insides. That’s the answer to how she can please me. Her craving is what I desire most.

“Look at you,” I finally say once I’m grounded again, my depravity stepping to the forefront of my mind and making me feel like a god. “You’re my perfect little slut, aren”t you?”

Journey’s teeth scrape against her bottom lip as she nods. “Yes, Sir.”

“You know you upset me earlier, and now you want to make it up to me by submitting,” I state.

She nods again. “More than anything.”

“So you’d really be upset if I denied you, wouldn”t you?”

Journey’s eyes widen. “Yes, Sir,” she answers, and I can already hear the agony in her voice.

Perfect.

“Is that what you think I should do after you didn”t respond to me today? Should I not respond to you now?”

The lustful look on Journey’s face starts to slowly melt like ice on the hot concrete.

“Sir, please forgive me,” she pleads.

I inhale deeply, my cock throbbing from the sound of her voice. “Fuck, I love it when you beg me. Do it again.”

She licks her lips. “Please. Please forgive me. I will do anything for you. Just name it, Sir, and it is yours. I am yours. Please let me make it up to you.”

“No,” I snip, falling deeper and deeper into my dominance. “Not until you prove your commitment to me. I’m going to take full control of you, Journey. You will do exactly as I say when I say it. You will prove that you can follow my instructions, and if you miss a single step, I’ll tie you up and leave you a soaking wet mess alone in the dark. I don”t care if your pussy leaves a river on the floor. I won’t fuck you until you’ve proven yourself to me. Do you understand?”

She exhales without even taking a deep breath, her eagerness showing itself. “Yes, Sir. I’m yours to do as you please. Use me however you see fit. You have my consent, Sir. Always. Forever.”

“You’re fucking right you”re mine, now stop talking and don’t move,” I growl before walking over to the bed on the far wall and picking up the leash and collar draped across the end of it.

When I return to Journey, who hasn’t budged, I place the collar around her neck as tightly as I can without cutting off her air supply before grabbing the end of the leash and giving it a tug. Journey’s body shifts a bit, but I can tell she’s breathing fine.

“Now, crawl for me, Little Devil. Follow your leader,” I command as I turn around and begin taking slow steps back to the bed.

Journey turns herself around without standing and follows me on all fours. She crawls silently like a good girl is supposed to before stopping at the foot of the bed and returning to a kneeling position to await my next instructions.

When she looks up at me, I take a moment to let it all sink in. I know how much it must take for anyone to trust another person with this much responsibility. Being a submissive is so much harder than being a Dom because allowing someone to take this level of control over your most sensitive parts has to be terrifying. Knowing that she trusts me to own her and give her everything she craves in this room is the thing that gives me the most pride. Her trust and consent is the greatest gift she could ever give me, and I will not squander it. I will be every bit as brutal as she needs me to be.

While she kneels, I squat down until we’re eye level, choking up on the leash until her face leans toward mine. “Are you ready to prove yourself to me, Little Devil?”

She nods, struggling to swallow with the leash tight around her neck. “Yes, Sir.”

“Good. We’re going to test your limits today. What is your safe word?”

“Arrest.”

“Good girl. Now climb onto the bed and stay on all fours.”

I take a step back to allow Journey the room she needs to get on the bed, but I keep the leash tight in my grip. Once she’s in position, I walk to the back of the bed and tie it around one of the four bed posts, leaving barely enough slack for her to move at all. She can shift her body backwards, but if she moves forward—away from me—her restraint will keep her in place, choking her until she comes back to me.

The sight of Journey on all fours sends a tsunami of blood roaring to my cock. My erection makes itself known through my pants as I pull off my shirt and stand behind her, the man in me ready to fuck, the Dom in me ready to own her. Instead of grabbing my cock and pushing it inside, I drop to my knees and engulf Journey with my mouth. She squeals on the bed as my tongue glides across her ass before dropping down to her pussy and getting to work. She tastes so fucking good I never want to eat food again. I only want this taste on my tongue for the rest of my life, and I lick her pussy so that she knows it. I eat her disrespectfully, like she’s not the woman I love but a woman I’ve only felt hot, soul-consuming lust for. My tongue becomes a machine that can’t stop until she’s teetering on the edge of an orgasm, then I back away and smack her ass once for good measure.

“You are not allowed to come,” I tell her, squeezing her ass but keeping my hands away from her pussy so that she doesn’t fall over the edge by accident. Once the threat of orgasm has receded, I run my fingers between her wet pussy lips, coating them. “My god, you”re such a slut for me aren’t you? We both know you are, but being soaking wet for me isn’t enough to prove your commitment. No, tonight we’re going a step further. I highly suggest you don’t let your brain go numb to the point that you forget your safe word. Tonight, you just might need it. Now, keep that ass up in the air for me.”

Journey scoots back to relieve tension on the leash before poking her ass up higher. I smack it hard and spit on her, my saliva landing perfectly between her cheeks.

“Good girl. Higher,” I demand, and my cock throbs with desire when I am obeyed. “That’s it, Little Devil. Stay just like that.”

As my spit begins to slowly slide down Journey’s ass, I step away just long enough to open a drawer in the center of the room and grab a small butt plug with a metal loop on the end, and a bottle of lube. I know that anal is one of Journey’s soft limits, and I intend to push her to it. As a soft limit, she has identified this as something she’s interested in but unsure of, and this is why we have safe words. If she doesn’t like it, she can use her safe word and I won’t hesitate to stop with no questions asked. Her soft limit will become her hard limit, and we will never go near it again. If she doesn’t say her word, tonight will be the first time she uses a plug for me.

I return to the bed and set the lube next to her. “Keep that ass up, Journey. I won’t repeat myself.”

Journey lifts her ass as much as she can just as I spit on her once again. As I grab the lube and begin slathering it on the plug, I make sure to tell Journey what I’m about to do. When trying something new, I don”t want to catch her off guard.

“Do you trust me, Journey?” I ask

“Yes, Sir,” she replies. “With my life.”

“Good. I want your trust to be bigger than your fear. You have to trust that I would never hurt you more than you desire, and that I will always stop if you demand it. You are in control, Little Devil. I’m about to push you to your soft limit by inserting a butt plug. When I say, I want you to take a deep breath, and when you do it, I need your trust to overcome your anxiety—trust that I won’t hurt you, and trust that I will stop for you. Do you understand?”

Journey doesn”t hesitate. “Yes, Sir. I’m ready.”

“Good girl. Now, take a deep breath.”

When I hear her suck in air, I slowly push the lubed butt plug inside of her. It’s a tight fit for sure, but I’ve lubed the toy and her hole so much that it slides in without much of a fight. I watch in satisfaction as the toy settles inside of her, fitting snugly just as it should.

“You’re such a fucking good girl, Little Devil,” I say, smiling like a kid with a new toy. “Look at you. Fuck, I love you so much. You make me so goddamn proud. Tell me how it feels to have a plug in your ass.”

“It’s … new. It’s tight, but … I’m good, Sir. I … think I like it.”

“I knew you would, Baby Girl. I’m so proud of you … but that’s not all. I need you to scoot back all the way to the edge of the bed to relieve the tension on the leash, and put your face down on the mattress with your hands behind your back. Do it now.”

Journey does as she’s told while I go back to the drawer and grab a pair of handcuffs with a small chain attached to each one. I reposition myself behind Journey, and connect the ends of each chain to the loop on the butt plug, then secure the cuffs around Journey’s wrists. If she moves her hands at all, it will tug the plug, and just seeing her in this compromising position sends me into a frenzy. I can barely wait another second to be inside of her.

“Oh my god,” she says to herself, arching her back to get more comfortable.

“You’re doing so good, Little One,” I say as I step away one last time. “Now for the grand finale.”

I pull a magic wand vibrator from the drawer and use it to give Journey immediate relief from the new sensation in her ass. Flicking the switch, the vibrator hums to life and I press it against her clit.

“Holy shit,” she exclaims, and I know from the sound that she isn’t in pain. Journey is experiencing nothing but bliss and I fucking love it.

“Yeah? Tell me how it feels,” I say as I push my pants down and step out of them using my free hand.

“Fuck, Sir, it’s so good,” she answers.

“Good. Now tell me how this feels.” I step forward until my shins are against the mattress and push my cock all the way into Journey’s dripping pussy.

She sucks in a deep breath and tries to move forward, but the leash snags around her neck. She can’t run from me now. She has no choice but to take what I’m giving her. If she doesn”t like it, she can say the safe word. Otherwise, I will fuck her into submission so that she never forgets to obey me again.

“You can’t scoot away,” I say as I slowly begin fucking her with the vibrator pressed against her clit. “You can’t use your hands to climb off the bed.” My strokes are long, going from the tip of my cock until I’m balls deep, giving her every single inch. “All you can do is take it, Little Devil. Your only option is to give in to me, belong to me, submit to me. I own you, don’t I?”

I speed up my strokes.

“Oh my fucking god,” Journey says, unable to control her words. “Fuck … yes … you own me, Sir … fuck.”

“That’s my good girl. Take it.”

I begin pounding Journey with my cock relentlessly. She has had time to get used to the plug, so I won”t hold back any longer. I can’t. My cock aches for a release and I have to keep going until I have nothing left to give. I fuck her like a complete savage, pounding her pussy violently and making the entire bed rock against the concrete walls. Her screams only urge me on, telling me that this is what she needs. She doesn”t need to be coddled or made love to. My Little Devil needs to be fucked hard, she needs my dick to put her in her place and I will not fail. This won’t end until she knows who she belongs to.

Sweat beads on my forehead and runs down my face as I keep going, my breathing labored. I slap Journey on the ass and revel in the sound of her scream, but I don”t slow down. An orgasm slowly works its way up my body, starting in my feet before it reaches my torso and threatens to ignite like dynamite, but before I come, I need Journey to.

Without skipping a beat, I remove the vibrator from Journey’s pussy and turn it down to the lowest setting, then I place it against the loop on the butt plug.

“Oh fuck!” Journey shrieks, but she can’t move. She presses her face against the mattress while I keep the wand in place, vibrating the plug and filling her body and mind with all new sensations. Her voice is muffled by the bed when she yells, “My god! Oh my fucking god. What the … fuck … fuck … fuck, I’m going to come!”

“Yes,” I bark as my own orgasm is finally allowed its freedom.

I let go and stroke hard and deep until my orgasm detonates at the same time as Journey’s. The two of us shatter into a million pieces, our bodies convulsing and folding us in half as we are wrecked with pleasure. I come so hard that stars take shape in the corner of my vision and I have no choice but to stop moving and let it have its way with me.

Journey, on the other hand, goes limp until her body slides downward, unable to control herself any longer. I have to move out of the way and let her body slide off the bed and stop at my feet, barely able to keep herself upright as she quivers. She leans against the bed with her face glued to the covers while I lower myself onto the floor so that I don”t collapse from over-exertion.

That’s how we stay. Me, on the floor, panting up to the ceiling with my eyes closed—Journey, sitting limp against the bed with her hands cuffed behind her back and a plug in her ass. Neither of us move. Neither of us can. Neither of us want to.

Exactly as it should be.