by Violet Noir
“Yes, this is just unexpected,” she said. “I wasn’t expecting you to want to do it this way.”
“Do you…” I stopped. I’d never asked one of the girls I’d purchased if they wanted me. I’d never cared. Now, I didn’t want to take her innocence unless she wanted it too. I didn’t realize it then, but I was hopelessly lost.
“Yes. I want it to be you, Will,” she said as if she could read my thoughts, and maybe she could.
I pulled Tessa closer and kissed her mouth. It was something I hadn’t done yet, and I hadn’t planned on it either. I didn’t usually kiss my toys on the mouth. It was too personal. They were just playthings, after all.
But I needed that intimacy with Tessa, and I had no idea why. I wasn’t the type of man who denied his needs either. So I claimed her mouth and slid my palm over one of her hard nipples.
She let out the most delicious little moan, and I slid my tongue between her lips. Tessa swirled her tongue around mine the same way she did my cock, and I felt my erection surge. Just thinking of her on her knees sucking me off was enough to make my cock leak precum.
I pulled back and kissed her jaw and then the spot on her neck under her ear. Tessa let out a little gasp as I ran my tongue down her neck and over her collarbone.
My lips brushed over her hardened nipples and she thrust her chest up toward me. What I wanted was to whip her into a frenzy where her body needed my cock. It would be easier on her that way. I could focus on washing away the pain with pleasure.
“Will,” she whispered and gathered my hair up in her little fists.
“Yes,” I responded and kissed my way down her belly.
Tessa moaned when I pressed my lips against the top of her pubis. She was almost lost in desire, and that’s exactly where I wanted her.
She spread her legs and revealed herself to me. I expected to have to coax her to let me pleasure her there with my tongue, but Tessa was so innocent that she was unashamed and unafraid.
I ran my tongue slowly up each side of her nether lips and then dipped it into the crevice to search for her bud. When I found it, she moaned and squeezed the soft flesh of her thighs against my head.
It was a new feeling for me being trapped that way. She had my head held in place with her hands and thighs. All I could do was lose myself in making her come.
When I’d brought my Tessa to the edge, I wrapped my lips around her clit and sucked until her entire body began to shake. She squeezed me harder and pressed her sweet pussy to my face. My girl was using me to get off, and I loved it.
Her breaths came in quick gasps even after I’d finished. I moved slowly back up her body and positioned myself between her legs. She was still spread wide for me, and I nudged my cockhead against her opening.
For a brief moment, I wondered if it would be painful for me too. Would she be so tight that it would cause me discomfort? It didn’t matter. Having her would be worth any amount of pain.
“Are you ready?” I asked as I reached between her legs to play with her clit.
She bit her lip and nodded her head yes. I felt a surge of precum drip from the head of my cock at the sight of her biting her lip. I’d had no idea that such a small gesture could turn me on so much.
My cock pushed into her until I reached her barrier. “It will only hurt for a moment,” I said. “I’m sorry.”
I pinched her clit and Tessa moaned in response. With one thrust, I broke through her innocence. She cried out and I felt her tight channel clamp down on me like a vice.
“Shh,” I whispered in her ear. “I’ll take it slow.”
Tessa whimpered when I began to move again, and it was the sweetest sound I’d ever heard. I wanted her to have pleasure, but her pain was exquisite music to my ears. I didn’t know if I could ever get past that. The sound of a woman’s torment did unspeakable things to me. I was sick, but I would reward her for taking on my perversions.
That little whimper made me want more. I was hungry for more of them, and my pace picked up quickly. Tessa’s eyes went wide as I began to thrust into her harder.
“Will,” she pleaded and pushed my shoulders, but I couldn’t hear her.
She’d made me feel things I didn’t want to feel, and I had the sudden urge to punish Tessa for that.
7
Tessa
“Tessa.” I felt Will shaking my shoulder. “Tessa, wake up for a moment, dear.”
I stretched my arms and took in a deep breath. My body wasn’t ready to wake up, and as I opened my eyes, I saw that it was still dark outside.
“I’m awake,” I said, but it was only partially true.
“I have to go, sweet Tessa,” he said and kissed me on the forehead. “I’ll be out of town on business for the week.”
“What?” I asked and propped myself up on my elbows.
“I have meetings and I will be out of town. You have the run of the house except the basement and my office. Those are my private areas. Other than that, enjoy the house. My staff will cook you whatever you want and feel free to enjoy the pool.”
“But…” I began.
“Tessa.” His voice carried a sharp warning. “I think that I’ve been more than generous. Especially with giving you freedom inside the house. I could keep you in your room. So, what do you say?”
My heart sank a little as I realized what he wanted to hear. Our time of just being lovers was over. The reality of what he was to me came crashing back in.
“Thank you, Master.”
“You’re most welcome, my dear Tessa,” he said and kissed my forehead. “Please behave yourself.”
“Yes, Master.”
“Oh, and one more thing, roll over and spread your legs.”
I did as he said, and a few seconds later, I felt his cock slide into me. He thrusted a few times, and then reached into the bedside table and took out a bottle of lube. I felt him withdraw his cock, and then Will smacked my ass hard.
“Hips up.” He gave the command, but at the same time, he grabbed my hips and yanked them up.
I was already wet for him, so I wasn’t sure what the lube was for. When I realized, my instincts kicked in and I tried to scramble up the bed away from him.
“Will, I can’t do that,” I said, and I felt the sharp sting of his hand against my ass.
“You will do it, Tessa. I will have every part of you before I leave. Now, we can do this easy, or you can make it harder for yourself. But, I guarantee you that if you don’t keep your mouth shut and submit your ass to me, what happens will be much worse than letting me take you.”
I wasn’t sure what I should do. On one hand, I didn’t want him to invade me that way, but I needed to please him. There was also the fear in the back of my mind that if I didn’t obey, I’d end up locked away in the basement for the week that he was gone.
I stayed still while he dripped the lube from the bottle on his cock. “You’re pussy was nice and wet for me, sweet Tessa, but this will make things a little easier on you.”
After he’d rubbed the lube around the head of his cock, Will pushed the head into my ass. I bit down on the pillow and stifled the scream that came pouring out of my throat. If I’d thought that his cock had stretched my pussy, I had no idea what it would do to my ass. I didn’t consider the possibility that the man who bought me would want this, and I felt stupid for it. It was such an intrusion. I felt ashamed and violated at the same time. My body fought to push him back out, and when he thrust deeper into me, I had to scream into the pillow again.
“Hush now,” he said and reached underneath me to rub my clit. “Relax and it won’t be as bad.”
His fingers on that little ball of nerves did more than just relieve the pain, it turned it on its head. I moaned and tried to push into him. Suddenly, I wanted more. Even if it tore me in half, I needed to consume him entirely.
“Whoa,” he said and held my hips. “You have to let me lead.”
I stopped moving. I wanted to trust him, and I didn’t believe that Will would
do anything that would seriously injure me. He’d paid too much money for my body. I doubted that he would break his new toy so soon unless I made him angry.
The sensation of being filled that way melted into the pleasure of him stroking me, but it was almost too much. There was still so much pain and my mind couldn’t rectify it with the bliss I felt at his touch. My stomach churned as he moved in and out of me. I felt adrift and completely off-center.
My muscles contracted around his cock, and he groaned. Will rutted into me harder, but never so hard as to tear me. All I could do was let go and let him control my body.
Two days before I’d never imagined that I’d end up where I was. How could I have known that I’d end up in agony and ecstasy because of a man who’d paid to keep me captive.
“That’s right,” he gasped. “Let your body use me. Take it all in, sweet Tessa.”
My body responded to his words, and it was enough to pull him over the edge. I felt him release inside of me. At the end, his ejaculation coated his cock and my insides, and it eased some of the stretching and pressure. There was relief for me in his release. So much so that I didn’t mind when he pulled out and left me on the bed with barely a goodbye.
“Go clean yourself up,” he said, and there was a hint of revulsion in his voice. I didn’t know what I had done wrong. “I’ll see you soon.” Will kissed me stiffly on the forehead, and I had to wonder if it was me that he was disgusted with.
When he was gone, I did go into the bathroom and try to clean myself up. I took the hottest shower that I could stand. I thought that maybe if I could wash him off my skin, then perhaps I could stop wanting him too. Self-hatred burned deep in my chest.
I had done nothing to stop him. I hadn’t fought back. All I had done was lie there and enjoy the perverse things he did to me. What did that make me?
After I showered, I dried off and found the most conservative pajamas I had. I slipped into the cottony softness of the long-sleeved top and draw-strong shorts and tried to absorb the innocence of the pink and green sheep that decorated the fabric.
I went back to bed and slept until a knock on my bedroom door woke me. My heart fluttered for a moment thinking that Will had changed his mind about leaving me for a week. Then, I remembered that he wouldn’t knock.
So, I dragged myself up and to the door. I tried to open it, but the knob wouldn’t turn. He’d locked me in again.
“I can’t open it,” I called through the door.
I pressed my ear to the door and heard the rustling of keys followed by the pop of the lock. The door opened and I’d taken a step back just in time. A woman in a gray uniform walked into the room.
“It’s time for breakfast. Would you like to eat up here or downstairs?”
“I can leave the room?”
“Mr. Delacroix said that you had been briefed as to what areas of the house you are permitted to enter,” she said curtly.
“Yes. He did tell me, but the door was locked.”
“He instructed me to come upstairs at breakfast and unlock the door,” she said, and I could tell by her clipped tone that there would be no further elaboration.
“Downstairs, I guess.”
“I’ll show you to the informal dining room,” she said and turned. “Staff will clean your room while you are out.”
I followed her downstairs and into a room that looked a lot more formal than the term informal dining room insinuated. I had to wonder what the formal dining room looked like, but I had a week to figure that out.
“Have a seat,” she said and pulled my chair out for me. “I’ll get your food.”
It was a strange sensation having someone wait on me. I’d spent my life serving others, and I was in Will’s house because I was his slave. That’s what he’d called me. And yet, he had his staff serving me.
I began to wonder how easy it would be to become drunk on the kind of power Will obviously held. How easy to become addicted?
My answer was simple. It was too easy, or I wouldn’t have been in that position. Something about Will betrayed that he was a slave to his desires as much as I was. He was strong, powerful, and almost frightening, but there was an undercurrent of reluctance.
The housekeeper arrived back a couple minutes later with a tray of food. It smelled delicious, and I dug in as soon as she was gone. For some reason, I felt like I was under a microscope when the staff was around. I suspected that was because they were watching me at Will’s instruction.
After breakfast, I went back to my room and got dressed. I worried for a moment that the door wouldn’t open again, but it did. So, I went exploring.
After three days of wandering the house, swimming, and watching movies, I was bored. I wasn’t supposed to go into the basement, but curiosity was killing me.
First, I had to find the basement. It wasn’t easy. The house was huge and there were a lot of doors, but I eventually located it in a small hallway behind the movie theater room. It had been right there the whole time a few feet away from where I binge-watched all of the movies I’d missed over the years.
I began to devise a plan to get the keys from the housekeeper who’d brought my breakfast, but first I reached out and tried the door handle. It was an impulse, but it paid off. The door opened and I held my breath as I walked through.
I didn’t know if it was a careless housekeeper who’d left the door unlocked or if Will was so certain that no one would defy him, but I was in. I walked down the dark steps expecting to be caught at any moment, but I wasn’t.
There were several doors on either side of a long hallway leading up to a door in the middle. The rooms on either side were all either empty or full of boxes. It was the door at the end that contained a secret.
I opened that door and I was shocked, but I shouldn’t have been. The room was some sort of dungeon full of things that scared me. There were racks on the wall that held whips and wooden sticks. Some sort of metal thing was suspended from the ceiling, and there was a black bed with purple sheets. One wall contained a wood cross. It was painted black and had leather cuffs for what I guessed were wrists and ankles. The room also contained several black dressers and the drawers were full of various implements.
Something told me to get out of there, but instead I flipped on the light. The room would have looked far less intimidating in the bright light of the fluorescent bulbs, but there were some odd stains on the wall near the floor on one side of the room. I thought they looked like blood, and it was as if my heart stopped beating.
I backed out of the room and turned off the light. As soon as I was out of the room, I heard someone coming down the stairs. I ducked into one of the rooms right outside of the dungeon and closed the door.
While I waited for the person to go back upstairs, and hopefully not look in the room where I hid, I took a look around. Something in the back corner of the room caught my eye. There was a large metal box with a screen door. I looked it over and realized it was some sort of incinerator. I had no idea why Will needed something like that in his home, but it couldn’t be good.
I knew then that I had to get into his office. There was no way that door wouldn’t be locked, so I had to get the key from the housekeeper. Something inside of me was pulled so strongly to Will, but he had secrets. I would fall one way or another. I already knew that, but I had to know if it was a monster that was consuming me.
Luck was on my side. I found the housekeeper cleaning in one of the formal entertaining rooms. She was vacuuming and left the keys sitting on an end table. I crept into the room and took the keys, but I had no idea which key was the one I needed. I also had no idea how much time I had before she realized they were missing.
So, I raced out of the room and up the stairs to find his office. It wasn’t difficult. It was the only room on the floor above mine with a locked door. There were a dozen keys, and I tried half of them before I found the right one.
I raced back downstairs and put the keys back on the end table before the housek
eeper knew they were gone. Once I was sure she hadn’t noticed, I slipped back upstairs and into the office.
The fear of being punished for snooping in his office wasn’t enough to make me turn around and leave. I knew that if he found out, I would be disciplined either way, so I figured I might as well make the most of my time.
I couldn’t get into the computer because it was password protected, and there wasn’t much in the first couple of drawers I opened. But, I found something odd in the back of the bottom drawer.
It was a children’s book about fairytale princesses that I remembered my mother reading to me at bedtime. There was a folder full of photos stuck inside. They were of a naked woman. I almost shoved them back in the book and walked away, but my curiosity was too strong. I flipped through the photos.
Most of them were of the woman looking as though she was having an orgasm. Will was in some of the photos, and there was also a man I didn’t know. As I went through more of the photos, the woman was alone, covered in welts, and crying. In the last one, she was dead. Her lifeless eyes seemed to stare at me from the photograph. I shoved them back into the book and put it back in the drawer.
My head swam as I stood up and I almost passed out. I gripped the desk to steady myself, and accidently crumpled a piece of paper that had been on the edge of the desk.
I looked down at the paper and saw that it was an appointment reminder for a doctor’s appointment on that date. The doctor was coming in two hours. I thought that was strange because Will was out of town, but then I saw my name on the paper. Underneath my name were the words tracking device implant.
My blood ran ice cold, and I just hoped that I wasn’t too late to get the keys again. There was only one thing I could do.
8
Will
Having to leave Tessa for a week wasn’t ideal, but it couldn’t be helped. I had work to do.
