15. Chapter Fifteen #2
Since Nikolai ripped my costume last night, I have to wear the second pair I asked the costume designer for this morning.
She was annoyed but understood rips happen.
I gave her the ripped up costume and she asked how it had happened and I lied, saying it just ripped when I went to take it off.
She didn’t believe me but didn’t ask too many questions.
I get into my Odette costume and makeup. The bright, soft white makes me look like an innocent virgin again. But I know I am far from a virgin now.
The door opens and Nikolai walks in. He doesn’t even knock. That’s the kind of power he exudes. But we both know I would let him in without any objections.
He shuts the door and locks it. The sound of the lock turning is loud in the quiet room. My heartbeat increases and my cheeks flush.
“You look beautiful,” he murmurs, gazing down at me. “So innocent. So why does your face look flushed, baby? Thinking of something?” He trails the back of his fingers down my face.
“You know,” I whisper. My legs press together to help with the ache.
“Of course I know. I denied you my touch all day because I want you to be perfect tonight.”
“Please,” I whimper.
“After the show. I promise. Put on a great performance and I’ll give you what you need.” He cups my pussy through my white tights. I gasp and buck my hips into his hand. He watches me with an amused expression as I rock my hips back and forth. “You really need it, don’t you, sweetheart?”
My hands grip the vanity table since he’s still too far away. “Yes.”
“You need my cock to fill your pussy right up again, don’t you?”
“Yes.” My heart is going to beat right out of my chest.
He taps his finger against my nub, sending a flare of arousal through me, before he pulls his hand away. “Then show me you deserve it. Dance with passion tonight. That will make you look perfect.”
I pout and he taps my lips. “Don’t make me fuck your mouth with my cock,” he warns.
I gasp as he winks and unlocks the door before leaving the room. I slump against the table. This is going to be a long performance to get through.
Fortunately, no one tries attacking me tonight. I go on stage and put on another great show. The entire time, I can feel Nikolai’s eyes on me as I dance. Right in the front row. I don’t even miss my family not being here. Not when I have Nikolai.
I dance with more precision and focus. More strength and softness.
I become Odile once more, the temptress. My eyes find Nikolai’s throughout the performance. I want him to know how much I need this. He just watches me with his intense eyes. Always watching without a word and a hard, stoic expression.
But I saw how soft he can be with me. When he kissed me goodnight and placed me in our bed after he took my body hard.
When I return to the stage as Odette to finish off the show, I dance harder for him. My heart cracks and I feel myself falling in love with him with every step I take.
The curtain falls and then rises. I take my bow. Another standing ovation.
I quickly hurry to my dressing room and slump against the vanity table, breathing heavy. I need to breathe. I need to focus. I need…
The knock at my door makes my body tingle. “Come in.”
Nikolai enters and locks the door behind him. “You were wonderful again tonight.” I watch him through the mirror as he sits down in the chair before my vanity table and unzips his pants. I swallow hard as he pulls his length out. It’s fully hard. For me.
“Come here,” he says. “You deserve to be fucked tonight.”
I gasp, spinning around to face him. He reaches under my short tutu and rips my tights right down my legs. No underwear in place. My white swan costume sparkles in the soft light.
“Tell me what you need,” he says, just watching me.
“I need to feel you everywhere again.”
He arches an eyebrow. “And?”
“And I need to feel the pain again. And the pleasure. I want you to take me so hard I bleed once more.”
“Fuck,” he breathes out. “Come here, sweetheart. Straddle me. Lower yourself onto my cock.”
I don’t hesitate to do what he says. My tutu fans out around my waist. It’s so short, it doesn’t hide anything. His cock slips between my wet thighs.
He locks his eyes with mine before grabbing my hips and thrusting me down onto his cock. I choke on my gasp. “Ride me, baby. Hard.”
My hips move back and forth frantically on his cock. Every motion makes his length sink deeper into me. I grip the back of his head to hold myself steady.
Nikolai is merciless with my body again as he holds me down hard and brings me up fast. He makes sure his cock thrusts hard into me so it hurts. Which is what I need.
“Look at me, fucking you in your ballerina costume. Your fucking innocent tutu.”
I gasp when he lifts me off him and spins me around before lowering me back onto his cock. In this new position, I’m facing the mirror. I can watch as he claims my body.
“Look at that,” he says darkly, shifting the chair back so I can see all of us in the mirror.
“Look at my cock moving in and out of your pussy.” My inner walls clench down hard from his words.
“I know you like this.” He grips my chin and holds it in place so I have no choice but to watch him claim my body.
“Oh,” I moan. The sight of his large cock entering my body is an intimidating sight. Seeing just how big Nikolai really is makes it a miracle he even fits inside of me.
He grabs my legs and brings them up to my chest so my feet are propped on the chair. I can see his cock moving in and out of me more in this new position.
“You needed my cock inside of you all day, didn’t you,” he says into my ear.
“Yes.”
“You need me to make you bleed again. My dirty girl.” He roughly grabs the front of my costume and rips it down, exposing my bare breasts. His hands cup my breasts, squeezing them so hard, I wince and cry out from the pain. But that pain spurs me on more. I sink onto him harder and faster.
The sight of his cock thrusting into me and his hands gripping my breasts makes my moan so loud, I’m sure people outside this room can hear but I don’t care because in this moment, it’s just me and Nikolai and nothing else matters.
“You’re going to have to move faster than that,” he says, “if you want me to make you bleed.”
I gasp and sink harder onto his cock. I grind myself down as much as I can until it becomes almost unbearable.
He grips my nipples and twists them. I scream from the pain. Nikolai plants hot kisses along my neck while he continues to play with my nipples. His large hands encompass my breasts, showing me another way he can claim my body.
“Please,” I whimper. “Please. I need more.” I feel like I’m losing my mind. Nikolai made me die last night and rise like a phoenix the next morning. And he’s going to do the same tonight.
He growls and grips my hips, thrusting me down onto his cock so hard, I see stars.
My breasts bounce as he makes me rock back and forth on his lap.
It’s a vulgar, taboo sight. One that my mother would be ashamed to see.
But I love it. Only Nikolai can make me let go like this. Utterly and completely.
I watch as his cock thrusts in and out of me.
In and out. In and out. My legs are trembling as Nikolai holds them open so he can thrust into me harder.
I let my head rest onto his shoulder, watching him claim my body like this.
My backside is sore from how hard he spanked me last night.
In this position, I can feel his balls brushing against my ass and I can’t help but wince from the pain.
I whimper and I moan and I cry out. Pain and pleasure.
“After every show,” he says into my ear, “I will claim you like this. Fuck you so hard you bleed.” My inner walls clamp down onto his cock and he groans. “Do you want that, sweetheart?”
“Yes!” My hands grip my own breasts and squeeze hard. I need the pain. I love the pain. I want to get completely lost in the pain.
Nikolai drives my hips down onto his cock over and over again. I’m lightheaded. I might really pass out from it all.
“That’s my good girl. My innocent, little wife. Not so innocent anymore, are you? I’ve made you this way. You’re desperate for me, aren’t you?”
“Nikolai. Oh god. Yes!”
“You’re always going to need my big cock inside of you, every night, making you the woman you are. Turning you into the dancer you’ve always dreamed. Feel my cock inside of you. Feel it, baby. And come for me.” He pulls me down especially hard and that sends me over the edge.
I gasp my release until I’m too spent to move. Nikolai continues to use my body for his own pleasure. He pulls me up and down on his cock until his seed is released inside of me.
We both pause, catching our breath.
“You don’t have a show tomorrow night,” he says, kissing my neck.
I pout, which makes him chuckle. “But don’t worry, baby.
I have other plants for you. Trust me on that.
I’ll always find a way to fuck you. But you need to be patient for it.
” He slips out of me but keeps me on his lap, my legs opened wide.
His hand cups my pussy. “Let’s keep my seed inside of you, shall we? ”
I buck into his hand and he laughs. Laughs like I’m funny when I feel like I’m going to die without his touch.
“You’re so desperate for me,” he says. His nose tickles my cheek.
“I think I’m going to spoil you. I shouldn’t give you another orgasm but I guess I’m weak.
” He rubs his palm against my pussy harder.
Each motion brings a jolt of pleasure right through my body.
His palm is perfect against my nub. Hard and firm. Exactly what I need.
Our eyes lock in the mirror as he pleasures me with his hand. I rock my hips against his palm with no shame. My poor costume is a ripped mess.
His other hand grips one of my breasts. It’s so large, it encompasses my entire breast, making me moan from the sight of it. Nikolai smirks, knowing full well what he’s doing to me.