Chapter 18
Kitlyn
I can’t believe he went against his word, but I know nothing about him.
I chose humiliation because I didn’t want to feel pain. If I had known he would renege on his promise, I would have gone with the spanking instead. The thought of him using his belt on my ass terrifies me.
Sure, when I was around seventeen, I used to cut myself and reveled in that pain, but that was so long ago and under totally different circumstances.
Now, here I am, chained to the bed, naked, spread out like a buffet, waiting to get whipped by a crazed lunatic.
Even though he's nuts, what he did with his tongue on my sex was so damn good. I’m too ashamed to admit it, even to myself. I am enjoying my kidnappers' cunnilingus skills.
I'm pissed at myself because I didn’t want him to stop!
Does this make me nuts, too? I want to punish myself for being so needy. I was shamelessly grinding my ass into his face while his tongue did filthy things to my sex.
My clit is still tingling. The asshole didn't let me cum. Now he's attaching a small gadget directly on my clitoris.
Christ, I hope this won't hurt.
I know how much he loves to inflict pain.
His voice thundered in my ear.
“How do the straps feel around your thighs, Kitten? They aren’t too tight, are they?”
Turning my head, I looked at my kidnapper. I was having a difficult time keeping my voice low and steady. I had to control my mouth because I kept thinking how much I missed Tuna and that I would see him soon.
I didn’t want him to keep my cat from joining me after he was done getting his rocks off at my expense. I tried to sound calm, as if this ordeal wasn’t affecting me. I didn't want him to know I was scared, especially after threatening to use his belt on me.
“They aren’t too tight.”
I wrenched my neck as far to the side as I could to look at him. “Can I ask what you are planning to do?”
He chuckled low, pissing me off, but I still stayed silent.
“Kitten, you will like this; now, just relax that little body and dismiss all the macabre thoughts from your mind. I promise you it won’t be as bad as what you’re picturing in your noggin. Now head down on the pillow and push your ass up a little more. I want as much access as possible.”
Clenching my teeth together and holding back my temper, I responded as calmly as possible.
“My ass is as high as it is going to go. I can’t put it out any further than it is, not to mention my knees are hurting from kneeling for so long.”
He rubbed his hands over my butt multiple times, sending goosebumps shooting throughout my body. As much as he terrified me, he had a way of keeping me calm as well.
His voice was very low and soothing.
“I promise you, Kitten, you will forget all about your knees in a few minutes. Now, do as I say. Head down, ass out as far as you can, and relax. Just allow the sensations to suck you in without overthinking them. Your body will adjust beautifully, and you will be fine."
I highly doubt that!!
"Now do as I say."
I tried to give in as much as I could under the circumstances. I eased my head back down on the pillow and turned, looking away from him.
I arched my bottom out as far as I could. I felt myself breaking out in a cold sweat, waiting for the inevitable.
I just wanted to get this over with, to get rid of him and see Tuna.
I heard a light click from behind, and my body bolted forward slightly as the vibration sent a jolt to the little bundle of nerves between my legs.
My breath caught in my throat as the light hum against my pussy sent bolts of electrical currents through my whole sex.
“Ugh, God!”
I screamed as the vibration sent wave after wave of pleasure through my folds.
The bed moved behind me, which meant he was getting ready to strike. I was tense, knowing he was going to whip me with that damn strap, and my body shook all over.
He can't help himself. He is a sadist and loves inflicting pain! Between the volts against my clit and the thought of being hit with the belt, I was a complete mess. He was behind me, lightly caressing my lower back, soothing me and keeping me calm.
I leaned into him, enjoying the feeling of the vibrator against my sex.
It felt so good. I was grinding my hips back and forth as he continued massaging my spine.
Closing my eyes, I willed my body to float with the sensations.
I finally went limp, feeling relaxed as his large hands lulled me into a false sense of security.
Maybe he decided not to use the strap. Just as I closed my eyes and allowed myself to loosen up, I suddenly felt a lick of pain across my ass.
Whack, whack, whack-
All in quick succession, sending fire across my whole backside. He was using the belt and wasn’t gentle about it!
I shrieked loudly, more from being surprised than from the sting against my bottom. Bucking forward, I tried to get away from him, but I couldn’t move because the chains were holding me back. I tried to wriggle away from the strap, but it was useless. He had me restrained.
There was no chance of getting away from him.
The pain, mixed with the pleasure of the vibrator against my sex, was so intense and completely different from anything I had ever felt. I cried out as he kept bringing the belt down on my bottom.
It hurt like hell, but the pleasure I received from the toy humming between my legs made up for the pain.
My eyes teared up, and I bit down on my lip, trying not to scream again. "God! What the fuck… Ugh, I can’t take all of this at once. It's too overwhelming!!”
His breathing was steady and controlled as the belt came down again.
“You can handle it, Kitten. Relax into the strokes of the strap. Immerse yourself in all the sensations you are feeling right now. Pain mixed with pleasure is a high you can’t fathom. Now, take it like a good girl. I won't give you more than you can handle."
I continued trying to pull against the restraints as he controlled the vibrator against my most intimate area and repeatedly struck my bottom.
I was sobbing, moaning, screaming, then whimpering, and I was sure there was drool coming out of my mouth and snot running down my nose as I panted every time the belt danced across my battered cheeks.
I was positive my pulling against the restraints was bruising my wrists. That would be another mark on my abused body. The buzz against my clitoris, mixed with the fire I felt on my bottom, was both painful and the most intense pleasure I have ever felt.
My vaginal muscles clenched with each strike. The licks of the strap were harder each time, yet the sting wasn’t as unpleasant as I thought it would be. I felt like I was floating in space.
It was such a fucked up, surreal feeling. Although I could float when I was spanked in the past, this was different. It was as though the pain and pleasure went hand in hand. As much as I didn't want to admit it, I found myself getting turned on.
I was actually enjoying being used and abused by my goddamn stalker. As fucked up as that was, I couldn’t deny it. I could feel my orgasm coiling deep within my belly. The heat between my legs matched the heat on my ass. I was soaked.
“That’s it, Kitten. I want you to cum for me like a good girl. Let it out. Don’t fight it.”
Whack, another strike as the pussy pleaser still buzzed against the little knot between my legs. I could hear myself screaming louder as the tears fell, pooling underneath me. My body was sweaty, and my pelvic muscles were tightening.
I leaned into the belt, reveling in the fucked-up sensations my stalker was providing.
“Oh! Please. Ugh! What.The. Fuck!! I am going to cum!”
The strap came down quicker and harder as my body shook and trembled violently. It felt like a thousand suns were bursting throughout my lower core.
My eyes rolled back as the orgasm ripped through me. I never felt one so intense. My climax continued as he struck me particularly hard one last time while my pussy pulsated against the vibrator.
He finally threw the belt onto the floor, giving my tortured butt a rest. He lowered the vibration against the sensitive flesh, causing orgasmic aftershocks. I was so overwhelmed that I sobbed uncontrollably.
I was so damn confused. He whipped my ass brutally hard, yet I still had the most intense orgasm I have ever had in my life.
My mind was having a hard time comprehending what had just happened.
As I bawled my eyes out, I felt two massive arms wrap around my waist. He leaned in and whispered in my ear.
“Shhh, my beautiful Kitten. It’s ok. Calm down. You are my brave girl…just what I need.”
He covered my body protectively while holding me around my stomach. I was a slobbering wreck, emotionally and physically. I needed him to comfort me, remove my fear, and make me feel safe. I craved his attention and touch. I cried harder as he hugged me tighter.
“It’s ok, pet. I am going to release you from your restraints.” He moved away from my trembling body and freed me. After he uncuffed my wrists and legs, I collapsed on the bed, wracked with sobs. I wasn’t shrieking or screaming; I was bawling quietly into the pillow.
He lay beside me, pulling me close. I rested my head on his chest as he rained light kisses on my forehead.
“Hush, Kitten. It is over now. I want you to take some deep breaths. I’m going to leave you for just a minute. I need to grab some ointment and a bottle of Gatorade.”
He gently removed my head from his chest, resting me on my side.
Now that my orgasm had subsided, and I was coming down from whatever the hell it was that sent me over the edge, my ass was on fire!
Not only was I crying from the intensity of what he did to me, but I was also crying because my bottom hurt badly.
The burning was severe. He returned to bed with the same ointment he had used on me before and two bottles of Gatorade. He gently rolled me onto my stomach, being extra careful not to touch my tender backside. I was still crying and sniffling loudly.