Chapter 34
Atlas
I had to tread carefully. My training taught me to stay calm in enemy territory and never reveal my genuine emotions to my adversaries.
Right now, Kitten was indeed my foe, and I needed to keep my wits about me so she wouldn't kill me with the huge butcher knife she held in her hand. I am pretty sure she won't end me, but there was no doubt in my mind that she was capable of murder under the right circumstances.
I was relieved when she threw the weapon on the counter. I twisted my hands on the leg of the table, pulling my bottom half up into a sitting position on the floor.
I was no contortionist, but I was well-versed in twisting and maneuvering my body into various positions to escape a sticky situation. I shimmied my ass forward as far as I could while raising my hands higher on the table leg.
With my wrists as high as they would go, I pushed myself onto my back. It wasn't the most comfortable position, but I have been in much worse pickles throughout my thirty years on this planet.
Once I was on my back, she grinned wickedly and walked over to me. She positioned her legs on either side of my head, giving me a complete view of her bare pussy underneath the sundress she wore.
I felt my cock stir, a move that didn't escape her.
"I will give you one last look at what you will never see again, Atlas. Enjoy my pussy, you filthy animal. Now, stick out your tongue. I want you to eat me out like it is the last time you will ever taste me because it is the last time you will ever enjoy this feast again."
She sat on my face with all her weight, almost smothering me under her cunt. My cock stood at attention, pressing against my jeans, making my balls ache. She rubbed her pussy across my mouth and nose before getting on her knees so she wouldn't kill me from lack of air.
I loved her cunt. Her pussy was addicting. I reveled in the taste of her juices. I licked and sucked on her clit vigorously. She was always my kryptonite. Her taste and scent, both tangy and musky, drove me wild.
Because of my position, I couldn't see her face, but I could hear her breathing heavily as I lapped at the swollen knot between her legs. I was going to make her scream and shake while I licked and sucked her pink flesh.
"Oh, God." She breathed…."Eat my pussy good, you filthy, psychotic, fucking pig!"
I groaned loudly as she rocked her sweet cunt on my face. Her juices were dripping down my chin.
I lapped up as much as possible before the sticky sweetness fell onto my chest. I wanted all of it.
My dick was throbbing. I was turned on more than usual. I always loved taboo and filth, and this little tart thought she was giving me a taste of my own medicine by ordering me around like her slave, but I loved it!!
Her breaths were becoming shallower as I licked and tugged on the center of her pleasure. The little pink nub was erect enough so I could suckle it between my lips and swirl my tongue all around her pussy folds. I wish my fucking hands were free so I could hold her steady.
She kept sliding back and forth, making it more difficult for me to concentrate on her magic spot. Usually, when I am in control, I don't allow her to move as much. I would command her to stay still while I tortured her pussy with my mouth, cock, or vibrator.
She grew to love it after a while. I knew she was getting close.
She was panting and moaning loudly, making my balls ache with the need to be buried deep inside her.
Her hips were grinding down on my mouth without mercy.
I kept up the pace without breaking the memento.
She squeezed both sides of my head with her knees as her hips thrust down onto my tongue.
"Ahhhhhhhhhh, God, you are so good, you fucking crazy psychopath. Make me cum hard!"
She screamed, sending shivers down my spine. Her body shook and writhed as her climax took hold of her. I kept up the assault on her clit until I swallowed every drop of her cum. Her body relaxed as her climax subsided.
She jumped off my face and stood with both legs on either side of my head.
She looked down at me with a grin spread across her lips.
I imagined my face glowed in her juices.
Her stickiness coated my mouth and lips.
I reveled in her taste and scent. Her voice broke through my thoughts, bringing me back to my precarious predicament.
"I know you enjoyed that, Atlas. I am not a fool to think that was a punishment for you."
She stood beside me, looking at my rock-hard erection through my jeans.
I could feel the pre-cum in my Calvins and felt frustrated that I couldn't bend her over and fuck her into next week.
I thought about how I would punish her for what she did to me, and I became more excited.
She laughed loudly, throwing her head back.
"Well, look who has a hard-on and will not get off. I allowed you to eat me out only because I wanted to get off and torture you at the same time. Let's get this show on the road so I can get out of here before one of your minions shows up and altars my escape plans."
She snapped her fingers.
"Lift your ass off the floor so I can remove your jeans. It's showtime, big boy." I looked at her, perplexed. "Kitten-"
"Don't you dare call me fucking Kitten one more time. You know my name; use it!"
"Okay, Kitlyn…I won't be able to hold myself up with my hands and ankles cuffed like this. You can release me, and I will be happy to remove my pants for you."
I smiled at her, but she did not appreciate my attempt at humor. She tapped her foot beside my outstretched body.
"Fine, then I will just cut them off. You better hope I don't miss and cut off your damn dick!!"
She ran to the kitchen drawer and grabbed the scissors.
I felt a little apprehensive but didn't show any emotion as she began cutting the fabric away from my body, starting with the legs.
When she reached my thigh, she put the scissors aside and unzipped them.
She returned to cutting the material until she could remove it without resistance.
My cock was still rock hard in my boxers. I felt a little nervous about what her next move was going to be. I didn't want her to cut my fucking dick off!
I know I did some terrible things, but I never really harmed her. There was no physical abuse, and she had no scars. I did nothing but treat her like a queen, yet she was so angry with me. I guess having her sterilized was the straw that broke the camel's back.
I thought allowing her to take her anger out on me would help ease her pain. I didn't count on her kicking me in the nuts, rendering me helpless. The thought of her going anywhere near my balls didn't cross my mind.
I figured she would scream and curse, throwing in a smack or two, not turn me into her helpless prisoner. My thoughts absorbed me until I heard the scissors cut through my shirt.
She peeled away my jeans and tee shirt, leaving me only in my Calvin's, still sporting an impressive hard-on. I was becoming increasingly uncomfortable in my position.
She looked at me, grinning. "How does it feel not to get off, pet? Not so much fun, is it?"
I kept my emotions in check, and my face remained stoic.
I didn't want to give her the satisfaction of seeing me angry or distressed. It was much better for me to remain impassive.
"I don't like it, Kitlyn, although I don't remember being this cruel to you.
I always took care of you. That is something you can't deny.
My only sin was kidnapping you because I was so obsessed and I couldn't erase you from my mind.
I know I spanked you the first night I brought you here, but I never really hurt you, did I? "
I raised my brows, staring at her. "No scars, some pain, but multiple orgasms. Can you call me a liar?"
She stood up and sat in the chair, looking down at me, her arms folded across her chest.
" I will not kill you, Atlas. I think you know that.
I don't even hate you because you can’t help who you are.
I'm only going to give you a taste of your own medicine.
You know, an eye for an eye. When I leave, I never want to see you as long as I live.
You better never stalk me or try to kidnap me again. "
She wagged her finger at me, chastising me like a naughty child. "I won't make the same mistake twice. If you break into my home or follow me, I will shoot you dead in your tracks. I will not live in fear for my life every day."
She pointed at her arm.
"I will remove the tracker, and then move far away where you can never find me. Of course, I could kill you in self-defense. After all, you kidnapped me."
She sneered my way, showing her big kitty-cat fangs. My little girl grew some balls; she had better ensure she still had them intact when I was free.
She stood up, grabbed the scissors, cut my boxers, and removed them. I was completely naked, lying on the cold kitchen floor, bound up like a prisoner of war.
My cock was still hard. I could never control it around her. She looked at me with an evil grin on her face. "Now for the main entertainment. Stay right here. I'll be right back."
I knew what was coming next. I didn't try to wriggle free from my bounds; it was useless. My wrists and ankles were too thick to shimmy out of the cuffs.
Once she had finished teaching me a lesson and was gone, I would free myself, somehow. Then, God help her if I ever got my hands on her again. She won't be able to sit for a month.
She entered the kitchen once more.
Just as I expected, she had the flogger in her hand, a tube of lube, and a large butt plug. I never considered her to be deviant, but I guess I was wrong. Maybe I rubbed off on her. I realize I am screwed right now.
I am going to be fucked, literally!
Kitlyn
The look on his face when I came back with the lube and butt plug was just too priceless.
Let's see how much he enjoys taking it up the ass, along with a good-sized helping of humiliation. I gave him my best smile, batting my lashes coyly. I enjoyed this game. Whatever I subject him to, he deserves.
"Now, my pet, you’re going to be a good boy and take this plug up your ass, and if you make one sound while I brutally fuck your bottom, you will be punished."
He scowled but spoke sincerely.
"Kitlyn, I know you are pissed at me, and I won't try to dissuade you from taking your revenge. Just show me the same mercy I showed you when I took your anal cherry. I don't want to end up bleeding out all over the floor from a tear or a perforation, so please, go easy on me, pe- uh, Kitlyn."
I grinned, feeling very vindictive.
"No worries, Atlas. I will show you the same courtesy you showed me. Now, knees to chest, big boy. I know you can lift those gorgeous, muscular legs. Now do as I asked, or I will get angry and dry fuck your ass."
Keep your head together, Atlas. Don't lose your shit. Look at it as another kinky game with the woman you can't get enough of.
Atlas
I lifted my knees to my chest. It wasn't a simple task because she had my ankles tethered together in these fucking cuffs.
I watched her grab the lube and slather it all over the butt plug, then she quickly smeared it along my entrance.
I've never been fucked in the ass, and I was sure this was going to be painful, especially if she didn't do it correctly. I'll take a dose of my own medicine.
Maybe I do deserve this. I can own up to my mistakes, but if she doesn't do this properly, she could tear up my ass apart, and I could end up in some serious shit, no pun intended. I looked at her, still with no emotion on my face.
"Kitlyn, if you need some guidance, I will help you. Did I seriously hurt you when I took you anally? Just answer me truthfully, and I will keep quiet."
Kitlyn
I looked at him, not feeling all that victorious right now. He didn't hurt me, but this isn't about hurting him; it's about humiliating him like he humiliated me.
"This has nothing to do with pain, Atlas; it has to do with embarrassment. Debasing you, making you feel less than. I want you to feel what it's like to be a woman in a man's world." I applied the lube to his puckered hole, digging around the entrance for extra measure.
He tightened up, but he made no sound.
"Just for a few minutes, Atlas, let's pretend you are me, and I am you while I slowly fuck your helpless ass. I was as vulnerable as you are now, because you are much larger than I am. I had no strength to fight you off, and now you will know what that felt like for me."
I pulled my shiny finger away from his bottom, wiping it on his leg. My voice was dripping with sweetness.
"I want you to be a good pet and take it like a good boy. I will talk you through it, love. So just relax those muscles while I fuck that sweet ass."