Chapter Six #2
“Dominic Mercer, I will happily have your baby in nine months. I want you inside of me,” I say seriously. “I want you to prove that you own me. Stop holding back with me and show me who you are. Show me the man that is hiding behind that wall of compassion you’ve built to protect me.”
“Myra,” he says softly, pressing his forehead against mine.
“Talk to me,” I urge.
“I’m afraid if you see who I am, you’ll run away,” he admits.
“What I desire is pain, Myra. I enjoy causing pain and turning it into pleasure. Every time you say something mean about yourself, all I want to do is bend you over and fuck you to tears. I want to make you come with tears rolling down your face. I want you to proudly wear the stripes from my whip. I want my collar around your neck, and I want you on your knees for me. I want your complete submission, Myra. That is what I want.”
“Dominic… Baby… You bit my clit, and I moaned. I was tempted to keep moving to see if you’d keep biting me.
I want to be that woman for you. Truly. I’m not saying that to be a people pleaser.
I might not know much about the dynamic, but I do know I want you.
I want you to throw me down and fuck me while I fight you.
Shit, it would be a dream come true if you hunted my ass like prey and used me brutally when you found me.
Tie me to a tree and whip me. I don’t care, because I know you will always keep me safe.
I trust you. I know that you will always keep my happiness in mind.
No matter how much pain you want to cause me, I fully understand now that behind it will be double the pleasure, double the love, and a whole lot of aftercare where you dote on me,” I say.
“If you want me on my knees, at least throat-fuck me while I’m there.
I will do anything for you, Dominic, because I know you’ll do anything for me. ”
“Fuck, I love you,” he says, kissing me hard. As we kiss, he gets his sweatpants off. When he pulls away, I see just how fucking huge he is.
“Fuck me like you hate me,” I say with a shy smile. “It’s a good day to die, Dominic, and death by dick sounds like a great way to go out.”
Dominic smiles mischievously at me as he moves off the bed and grabs my ankles.
As he pulls me down, he rolls me to my belly.
I am positioned so that my knees are on the very edge of the bed, and my chest is lying on the bed.
I have my arms stretched out and my head on the mattress.
My legs are spread far enough apart that my back is dipped dramatically.
I am on full display for him, and I couldn’t be happier.
“There are a few things we need to discuss,” he says seriously.
“Okay,” I sigh.
“One, Matt and Natalie are my closest friends, but they are very much a part of my dynamic. I’m not saying you have to be a part of theirs, but I need you to be comfortable with them, especially Matt,” he says.
“Okay,” I say. “Does that mean you fuck Natalie?”
“I have in the past, but we still have rules. Everyone must know and agree with what’s happening. Natalie has a girlfriend, and the rules are the same for her and Matt. He has to know everything that is going on, because he is still her main relationship,” he says.
“So, if I say yes to you fucking Natalie…” I start to say.
“Then Matt is going to have a lot of fun absolutely wrecking you,” he says.
“Not gonna lie… That’s… hot,” I say, and he laughs. “So, I need to be comfortable with him being around at a minimum. Meaning, I am getting fucked by you in front of him.”
“Eventually, yes,” he says.
“Well… I am pretty sure they are here. If this is your dynamic, I want to learn about it, and I learn best by just being thrown in the deep end and you staying close enough to make sure I don’t drown,” I say.
“Be specific,” he says.
“Call your boyfriend up here and then fuck me with everything you’ve got,” I say bluntly.
“Alright,” he says with a smirk. He steps away from me and goes to the door to open it.
“Matt, you here?” Dominic calls out.
“Yes, sir,” Matt responds.
“Come up here.”
“Sure thing. You naked?”
“Sure am,” Dominic laughs. I can’t help but giggle when I hear someone running up the stairs.
“That’s Natalie, isn’t it?” I ask.
“Oh yeah. She’s been dying to see this,” Dominic says as he moves back over to me and grabs my hips.
“Now that is what I’m talking about,” Matt says happily when he walks into the room and sees me.
“You’ve heard most of it. What are your rules, Blossom?” Dominic asks after the bedroom door shuts.
“Be more specific,” I laugh.
“Where do you stand with Matt?” he asks.
“I trust you, and you trust him,” I say. “I think it would be fucking amazing to be fucked by him while you watch, and then you get me after.”
“Girl, are you trying to get a permanent limp?” Natalie jokes with a giggle. “Hell yeah, girl.”
“Dom is a bit… possessive,” Matt says humorously.
“Mmmm. There is always both of you,” I say.
“Who knew a cute little freak was hiding behind all of that anxiety?” Matt says. “I’m down.”
“Okay… Rules. Hard limits. Anything you want to do or try,” Dominic says.
“Don’t hit me in the face. No piss or shit. Bruises are fine, but not blood. No fisting. Don’t take my ass without lube. Kinks… Definitely down for you hunting me. You could even wear a mask. Oh… and maybe I am a psycho, but… Like… pretending that I don’t want it.”
“Consensual nonconsent,” Dominic says. “We can definitely explore that once we talk more about it. That it?”
“I’ll try most things once,” I say. “I trust you.”
“Matt and Natalie. Do not let her move her arms. Her wrists were a bit more swollen this morning than yesterday, so she needs to rest them,” Dominic says. “They’re going to have their hands on your arms, but that’s it, okay?”
“Okay,” I say.
“You wanted to be thrown into the deep end, right?” he asks.
“Uh oh,” Natalie laughs.
“Yes.”
“Good,” he says, turning slightly but keeping a hand on my lower back. “Breathe.”
As I take a deep breath, he smacks my ass so hard that it pushes my body forward. I gasp, but I don’t move.
“Oh, my sweet little Blossom…” he sings. “I’m going to have so much fun with you.”
He smacks my ass again and again, sending jolts of pain through my ass. I love this feeling so much. It’s all the pain I want without the damage. It’s also unbelievably pleasurable. When he soothes my burning skin with his hands, I groan. “Fuck.”
“Breathe with me, Myra,” Dominic encourages softly as he slowly fills my pussy. He is painfully thick, and I’ll be surprised if I can take all of him. A dick like this isn’t average. You don’t usually have men walking around with logs in their pants.
“Oh God, that hurts,” I whimper. Each bar is like a torturous pleasure as he pushes deeper. I try to move my arms under me to gain some leverage, but Matt immediately grabs my forearms and keeps me from moving.
“Fuck, you take me so well, Blossom. You’re doing so good,” he groans.
“God, you’re so big. Why are you so big?” I whimper as he starts to slowly fuck me.
“Last chance, Myra. Are you sure you want to see who I am?” he asks, almost humorously.
“Yes,” I pant. “God, please.”
“God can’t help you now, Blossom. You belong to the devil,” he grunts out before slamming his cock into me with every bit of force he can manage.
He instantly finds a savage pace, and all I can do is scream through the perfect mixture of pain and pleasure.
He is quickly fucking me into a stupor, and I love it.
I love the aggression and energy. I love the way he praises me through every stroke, no matter how deep or violent it is.
“My pretty girl,” he moans. “Come for me, Myra.”
“Oh, Dom. Oh, please,” I cry out.
“What is it, Blossom?”
“Please come in me. Please. I can’t. Oh, please,” I moan through my tears.
I manage to push my hips back to meet his force, and he immediately grabs me by the hair and pulls me up.
He wraps his arm around my throat and pulls my head back on his shoulder.
My back arches dramatically as he pounds into me harder and harder.
Eventually, he is moaning in sync with me as he turns my face, kissing me hard as we both find our release together.
Dominic lays me on my back, and I gently drape my arm over my face as I try to catch my breath. “You…” I pant as he starts cleaning me. “You are a monster, Dominic Mercer.”
“I’m your monster,” he says sweetly as he moves my arm and gently kisses me.
“I love you, Dominic,” I say.
“I love you too, Myra,” he says warmly. “We need to get ready so we can go.”
“Oh, right,” I say with a deep frown.
“Cheer up,” he laughs. “I’ll reward you later.”
“In that case,” I say as I sit up eagerly. “We should get ready.”
“Mhmm. I thought so,” he laughs and pulls me up to stand. “You’re going to do great.”