Master of My Heart

by Marissa Honeycutt

  She hurried over to the couch and sat, back straight and hands on her knees, blinking nervously. He reached out and caressed one breast, then the other. She closed her eyes at the unexpected gentle touch. When he pinched her nipple gently, she gasped. He leaned down and took one into his mouth, sucking it into a hard peak. Then he moved to the other one and did the same. Sabrina panted and moaned as his hands moved down her stomach. She separated her legs and moaned again as he trailed his finger between her legs and penetrated her slightly.

  “So wet for me?” he asked, his lips still against her nipple.

  “Yes,” she whispered, leaning her head back slightly.

  He straightened. “Lean back, spread your legs, and put your feet on the couch so I have unrestricted access to your pussy.”

  She did as he told her to do. He leaned down and sucked her clit into his mouth. She moaned and gasped as he licked and sucked her until she was panting, almost ready to come. Then he stopped.

  “I have a special guest coming tonight,” he said, wiping his mouth with his hand, then reaching behind him to the table. “I have very simple instructions for you regarding him.”

  Sabrina swallowed hard, but didn’t say anything.

  “If, at any time, he suspects you don’t like, or can’t handle, what we are doing to you . . .” He held up a lighter and flicked it so that it lit. He spread her pussy with one hand and brought the flame down to the sensitive pink flesh.

  Sabrina gasped and tears filled her eyes as he moved the flame across her skin, not stopping at any one place, but burning it nonetheless. He pulled it away and she stared at him with wide, wet eyes.

  “I will tie you down and burn your pussy until it’s nothing but a charred mass. Do you understand?”

  She nodded quickly. “Yes,” she whispered.

  “Good girl.” He then leaned down to lick her clit again. She whimpered at the pain and squeezed her eyes shut as he sucked on the burned flesh. “Do you like that?” he asked, looking up at her.

  When she hesitated, he reached for the lighter again. “Yes!” she squeaked. “Yes, I like it!”

  He smiled and sat up. “Good girl. You’re a quick learner.”

  He leaned forward again and licked and sucked her until she came, crying in pain and pleasure.

  “You’re such a fucking slut,” he said, standing and sneering down at her. “I fucking burnt your pussy and you came from it.” He shook his head and walked away. “You deserve tonight.”

  She put her feet down onto the floor, wincing at the pain between her legs when she pressed them together. She blinked, trying to rid herself of the tears that threatened to fall. She couldn’t cry and upset Aiden and risk him going after the other girls. They couldn’t handle what she could. She had to keep them safe.

  Someone knocked on the apartment door. A few minutes later, Aiden returned, followed by Damian.

  Her eyes widened as she stared at the newcomer. What was he doing here?

  “This is our special guest, Sabrina,” Aiden said, arching an eyebrow.

  Sabrina stood quickly and bent her head.

  “I thought we could have some fun tonight, Damian,” Aiden said. “You’d never imagine what a kinky whore this little ballerina is.”

  “Is she?” Damian asked, stopping in front of Sabrina and tilting her head up with his finger. “Hello.” He smiled.

  “Hello, Damian,” she said softly, forcing a smile to her face.

  He leaned down and kissed her gently on the lips. “Are you up for some fun?” He caressed her breast and her eyes closed slightly.

  “Yes,” she breathed as he pinched her nipple softly. “Please.”

  He chuckled.

  Sabrina heard the jingle of chains behind her. “Let’s start with these. She can be accessorized for dinner.”

  Aiden appeared beside Damian and held up a mass of chains. Damian looked at Sabrina. “You like clamps?”

  Sabrina nodded quickly and smiled, remembering Aiden’s warning. “I do.”

  “You’re a pain slut?” Damian asked, raising his eyebrows.

  Sabrina shrugged and smiled. “I can’t help it.”

  Damian’s smile turned into a broad grin. “I can’t wait.”

  Aiden knelt in front of her and started sucking on her sore clit, making Sabrina gasp in pain and pleasure. “She’s fucking wet,” he murmured. He pinched her clit, eliciting a gasp from Sabrina, then pulled hard. She moaned, almost coming again. But then there was a sharp, stabbing sensation. Tears filled her eyes and her mouth dropped open at the pain. She looked down to see Aiden had attached an alligator clip to her clit and was pulling on a chain.

  He stood and studied her face. “Feels good, doesn’t it?” he asked softly, but there was a tinge of warning in his tone.

  “Yes, Aiden,” she whispered and flinched as he tugged on the chains. They pulled her clit upward as Aiden wrapped the chain around her waist and behind her.

  He pulled the chains over her shoulders. “Stand up straight,” he snapped.

  She did. He attached one clip to her earlobe and pulled the other one down toward her nipple. She winced at the pain on her ear. He pushed her breast up to meet the chain, yanking on her clit. Her breath caught in her throat at the pain.

  “You like that?” he asked, releasing the end of the clip so it bit into her nipple.

  “Yes, Aiden,” she whispered, closing her eyes.

  He did the same to her other nipple, and when he stepped back to admire his work, she trembled in pain. Both nipples and her clit were stretched to their limits. She was afraid that one end or the other would give way and her skin would tear.

  “Beautiful,” Damian murmured, tracing along the bottom of her breast. “Does it feel good?”

  Sabrina gave a shallow nod. “I like the pain,” she whispered, trying not to move.

  “Let me go check on dinner,” Aiden said. “I’ll be right back.”

  Damian moved behind her and cupped her straining breasts. “Are you sure you’re okay, Sabrina?” he murmured, kissing her neck. “I can try to get you out of here. It would mean pain for me, but I’ll do it if it saves you from getting hurt . . .”

  She turned to look at him, bewildered at the thought of him sacrificing himself to help her. Why would he do such a thing? No, she couldn’t let anyone else get hurt because of her. She was Immortal. She could handle things others couldn’t. “I’m okay,” she said, forcing a smile. “I like what Aiden does to me.”

  Damian tipped his head to the side and pursed his lips. She tried to brighten her smile, but he sighed and shook his head. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

  She swallowed hard. He clearly didn’t believe her. “I like it,” she whispered forcefully, lifting her chin and setting her jaw. Would Aiden hurt them both if she failed tonight? She couldn’t let that happen.

  She turned and pressed her lips to his, determined to seduce him into believing her. He groaned and she wrapped her arms around him. “Aiden . . . knows how to test my limits,” she said in a low, sultry voice. “Do you want to test them too?” She leaned back and saw desire lit in his eyes.

  “You look beautiful,” he murmured, moving his hand lower and pressing a finger inside her soaking pussy. “God, you are wet. I believe you now.”

  She moaned softly, relieved that he believed her, but worried what the rest of the night would hold.

  “Bend over the couch,” Damian said, stepping back.

  Sabrina winced as the chains pulled, but she did as Damian asked. He trailed his fingers over her wet pussy, then knelt and started kissing the swollen lobes. Gently at first, but soon becoming more insistent. She gasped and moaned as his tongue flicked the bottom of her stretched clit. It felt extra sensitive. Suddenly, her world exploded as she came. Damian sucked hard, stretching her orgasm out for what felt like ages.

 
He gave a last gentle kiss and stood up. “Delicious, as I remember.” He helped her stand up and turned her around. “Did you like that?”

  She nodded. The pain was still there, but it had faded, as it usually did. Her nipples had gone numb and her clit only felt heavy. It would hurt badly when they took them off, but for now, she could handle it.

  He leaned forward and kissed her cheek. “I’m glad.”

  Aiden returned and looked at Damian, an amused smile on his face. “Did I hear her coming again?”

  Sabrina looked away from Aiden’s expression of disdain as Damian nodded. “I couldn’t help myself.”

  “The whore does come so easily when stimulated with pain.”

  Her cheeks burned and she didn’t look up. She didn’t really want to see the sneer on Aiden’s face again.

  “Let’s eat.”

  *****

  Dinner was delicious, as usual, but Sabrina was both nervous and in pain whenever she moved. Aiden kept leaning over to tug on the chains, taking away the numbness that had been her only comfort.

  “Shall we have dessert?” Aiden asked Damian as he pulled Sabrina to her feet using the chain around her waist.

  Damian grinned. “Absolutely.”

  Aiden guided Sabrina to his bedroom, Damian right behind them. He led her to the middle of the room, then stepped back and looked at Damian. “What shall we do first?”

  Damian tilted his head. “Hmm.” He stepped forward and tugged on the chains. “Maybe we should take these off first.”

  The two men looked at each other and nodded. They laid Sabrina on the bed and stretched out next to her. Each took hold of a clamp, and Sabrina squeezed her eyes shut in anticipation of what was to come.

  “One . . . Two . . .” Aiden smiled. “Three.”

  They released the clamps at the same time. Sabrina screamed as the blood shot back into her nipples. The men leaned down and started sucking on them, compounding the pain and making her writhe beneath them. Aiden used his teeth, and she fought the urge to push him away. Instead, she grasped the covers beneath her and arched her back as they enjoyed themselves.

  Damian started kissing down her stomach and glanced up at Aiden. “May I?” he asked, motioning to the clip between her legs.

  “Be my guest.”

  Damian yanked the clip off and held Sabrina’s legs down as he started sucking on her clit harder than he had on her nipple. She wailed in pain and clenched the covers. Aiden pinched the nipple he wasn’t chewing on. She started crying.

  How much longer will this go on? Maybe they’ll fuck me and let me go home. Please . . .

  Damian continued to devour her pussy, then she gasped as an orgasm began.

  “Fucking whore,” Aiden whispered, right before her body stiffened and she soared into the great expanse of the universe of pleasure.

  *****

  Sabrina woke to a nudging against her mouth. She parted her lips and a cock was thrust inside, a metal ring scraping against her bottom teeth. She started sucking immediately.

  She opened her eyes to see hairy thighs and balls in front of her. She was lying on her side between two warm bodies. She didn’t exactly know who’s cock she was sucking, though she knew Aiden didn’t have a piercing. It had to be Damian.

  “Good girl. Suck his cock.” Aiden pressed his naked body against hers and brushed her hair away from her face.

  Her legs were spread and she felt a mouth on her pussy. He was gentle, licking and kissing in a way that made her moan.

  She continued to suck on what she presumed was Damian’s cock as Aiden moved his hand down to her hip, lifting her leg up and moving her arm to hold it in place.

  “I’m going to fuck your ass while Damian eats your pussy,” Aiden growled. “You’ve been doing very well in keeping him from knowing the truth, although I’m beginning to wonder if you really are hating this after all. You had a pretty spectacular orgasm.”

  She held her breath as he ran his finger down to her ass and caressed the hole before pushing his fingers inside. They were dry and large. She whimpered, Damian’s cock still in her mouth.

  “It hurts, doesn’t it?”

  She nodded as best as she could.

  “Pain is pleasure, my love,” he murmured into her ear. She felt him moving behind her, then felt his hot cock resting against her ass. “Relax, Sabrina. Feel the pain and enjoy it.”

  She whimpered as he spread her ass cheeks and pressed against the tight ring. Damian stopped licking her pussy, and she suspected he was watching what was going on.

  Aiden caressed her hip as he firmly pushed against her. She felt the tears on her cheeks as her body resisted his presence. “I’ve been looking forward to this all night.” He kissed her neck and continued to exert pressure until the ring gave way and his head popped through. She cried out in pain. He was so big, and he didn’t give her a chance to get acclimated. Instead, he pressed in more and more until his hips were against her ass. “Such a good girl, Sabrina,” he cooed. His gentle kisses were in sharp contrast to her burning ass. “That felt so good, let’s do it again.” When he pulled out slowly, she clenched involuntarily. “Good girl.” He pressed against the tender hole again.

  She let out a muffled cry. She opened her mouth around Damian’s cock, trying to talk, to beg him to stop, but she couldn’t.

  “Your pain is heavenly.” He pushed forward until the head popped through the ring once more and slid all the way in. “Good girl,” he whispered, turning her head and kissing her tears. He pulled out and entered again. She was relieved when, after several entrances, she was open enough for it to stop hurting. She sighed in relief. “Don’t disappoint Damian, whore. Keep sucking.”

  Aiden paused while Sabrina worked Damian’s cock for several minutes.

  “Now, tighten your muscles and try to keep me out,” he instructed.

  She whimpered. The blanket beneath her head was wet with her tears.

  He slapped her hip. “Do as I say, Sabrina. Or I will burn you.”

  He pulled out and she clenched. He pressed against her body, slowly forcing his way in. “Keep me out, Sabrina,” he commanded through gritted teeth. She cried out as she tightened the muscles as hard as she could, but inevitably, he pushed through. She felt a sharp pain and shrieked.

  He stopped and kissed her neck for a few minutes. He pulled out again and, with the same instructions, pushed back in. He did it again and again, insisting on more and more as her muscles grew weaker and weaker. Finally, she started sobbing from the pain. She couldn’t do it anymore. Her muscles wouldn’t work. She concentrated all her energy into tightening that hole, but it wouldn’t. Her ass was on fire and she was certain he’d ripped her a few times.

  He pulled out and pushed back in. “Good girl. No resistance now. Just like a pussy.”

  Damian’s mouth resumed devouring her as Aiden slowly thrust in and out. The fire was unbearable, but she was trapped between the two men and could do nothing except what she was required to do. Damian’s mouth became insistent, the pain disappearing, replaced by an oversensitivity that made her jerk with each touch. Aiden seemed to like that as he stopped moving and groaned.

  “Suck him like you know how, whore,” Aiden growled in her ear. He grabbed hold of her hair and pushed her forward so Damian’s cock went deep and her lips were pressed against the man’s groin. Damian groaned and sucked harder, which made her jerk, which made Aiden curse. “Fuck yeah . . .”

  Aiden pulled her head back and she gasped for air, drool seeping out of the corners of her mouth. Damian started sucking harder and Sabrina whimpered. Aiden pounded her ass mercilessly. The pain . . . the pleasure . . . Her body started to explode. Aiden shoved her head forward, impaling her onto Damian’s cock again as he groaned. Hot cum shot down her burning throat. Her body spasmed as her own orgasm consumed her and she tried to breathe and gasp. No air could
get by Damian’s cock, though, and her chest convulsed. Her eyes rolled back into her pounding head as she clawed at Aiden’s arm.

  Her vision went gold, then gray, then black . . . and she knew no more.

  Chapter Thirty-Two

  The morning sky slowly lightened from silky blue to green to gold. Crouched in the grass, Chase watched the sky through the lens of his camera and waited for the perfect moment, the perfect color, the perfect breath.

  In . . . out . . . in . . . Click. Click. Click.

  He stood and moved the focus down to the surface of the water, capturing the golden sky in the rippled reflection of the Charles River.

  Click. Click. Click.

  The park around him was quiet, a sharp contrast to the turmoil inside him. He wasn’t a photographer, but capturing moments like this somehow soothed his soul when he needed it most.

  After returning from Jayson’s apartment around midnight, he’d tossed and turned all night. Sabrina hadn’t returned, and he knew his friend needed to get some sleep. Jayson had told him he could stay, but honestly, Chase hadn’t wanted to. Being summarily rejected by the woman he loved had been bad enough. He didn’t want to see her when she came home. Didn’t want to see her hair mussed or lips swollen after being with another man.

  Chase closed his eyes and swallowed hard at the thought of her snuggling up to another man overnight.

  But Jayson had said it seemed like she didn’t want to go out. What about her apparent fear of Aiden? Would she really be afraid of someone who held her and loved her all night?

  He sighed and walked over to a nearby wooden bench and dropped onto it. What was he supposed to do now? If Sabrina were in trouble somehow, he wanted to help. He would help, no matter what. But even Jayson didn’t know what was going on. It wasn’t like he could burst into Aiden’s place and demand to know what was going on. He couldn’t force Sabrina to tell him, either. He didn’t have that right. He had to respect her privacy.

  But the moment Chase found out, he would be there and do everything in his power to get her out of whatever trouble she was in.