by Jenika Snow
“Go on, eat it, swallow it, and moan because it tastes good.”
“I do want to suck it clean, Steel. I want it all.”
“And I’ll give it all to you.”
She opened her mouth when he pressed his thumb to the seam of her lips. Holding her gaze with his, and suctioning her lips around his finger, she sucked slow and hard. He made a low sound in his throat and then pushed her back with enough force that she fell on her ass. Her legs fell open, and she saw him look between them.
“I’m going to color your flesh with my belt, my hand, and my teeth.”
Genuine fear slammed into her when he stood. He was semi-hard still, and she gasped out when he took a step closer.
“I’m a sadistic bastard, and I’m going to make you my good little masochistic slut.” He stopped an inch from her and used his foot, which was encased in a worn, leathered, shit-kicking boot, and nudged her legs farther apart.
“Touch your cunt.” He grabbed the base of his shaft, stroking himself lazily while he waited for her to comply.
Placing her hand between her legs, she felt her slippery flesh and started moving her fingers up and down her slit.
“Rub that hard little clit, make yourself nearly come, and then I want you to stop.”
She panted and started rubbing herself harder, faster, and feeling her desire start to move higher. Eloise was already so aroused that as soon as she touched herself she felt on the verge of coming. She watched him remove his belt, feeling her heart rate start to increase.
“Don’t stop touching yourself no matter what I do.”
She squeezed her other hand into a fist beside her, rubbed her clit fast and hard as she felt her climax start to rise, and stared at his cock. He was hard again, long and thick, and so tempting that all she could think about was feeling him moving back and forth inside of her.
Then she saw the flash of his silver belt buckle, felt the sting of it as it touched her flesh, and she cried out. The immense and powerful pain gave way to something warm and pleasurable. He slapped the belt across her other thigh. He did this over and over again, not especially hard, but with enough force that she felt it down to her very bones. He was breathing heavily, as if he couldn’t control himself. Sweat lined his forehead, and then all of a sudden he stopped hitting her with the belt, as if he knew she was about to come.
“Stop touching yourself.”
She rested against the floor, panting and staring at the ceiling, knowing that she wouldn’t survive tonight if he kept this up.
Eloise’s thighs had a lovely red tint. The way she sat on the floor restricted his view of her. Steel didn’t want a restricted view.
“Stand up.”
He loved the way she did as he commanded without a second thought. This is what he’d been expecting from Eloise. Slowly, over the past couple of weeks he’d been increasing the pain for her, waiting for her to complain. She hadn’t complained and, in fact, did the exact opposite, begging him to make it just a little harder. If she wanted to hurt, then she’d just met her match because he loved giving it.
“Give me your fingers.”
She held her fingers up to his face. He inhaled the scent of her cunt before licking her cream off each digit. “That taste is what I want every fucking day.” Reaching out, he slipped his fingers inside her core, pumping two digits inside, stroking her dripping heat. She was so wet that her cream coated the inside of her thighs.
“This is what you want, isn’t it, baby? You want to be ordered, controlled, fucked, taken over.” With his other hand, he gripped her hair while still holding onto his belt. He tugged on a fistful of hair, watching her eyes grow wide. Her mouth opened as she released a gasp. Leaning down, he ran his tongue around her lips before sliding inside. He sucked her tongue into his mouth and finger fucked her at the same time.
“Answer me,” he said.
“Yes, it’s what I want. I want you, Steel.”
Spreading his fingers wide, he added a second then third digit inside her pussy. He stroked over her clit. Her pussy tightened around his fingers. She was close to orgasm. Steel just wasn’t going to let her orgasm. She was going to need to earn it.
“Get on the bed,” he said, removing his hands from her pussy and hair.
She did so shakily this time. If she wanted pain then he was going to test her to see how much she could take. Within seconds, she was kneeling on the bed. He saw her gripping the sheet beneath her as if it could ground her in some way. Nothing was going to ground her. He intended to fuck her into oblivion. By the time the end of the night came, she wasn’t going to even think about ever leaving him.
Eloise was his old lady. She just didn’t know it yet. He was going to have her all to himself, to spoil and play with for the rest of their days.
He caressed the back of her legs, her ass, between her thighs, and the lips of her pussy.
“You’re so wet, Eloise. Is it all for me?”
“Yes.”
“Do you want me to hurt you?”
“Yes.”
“Make it burn?”
“Yes.”
“Then don’t say a word, Eloise. I want to hear you scream, that’s all.”
He raised the belt in his hand and brought it down on the rounded flesh of her ass. She jumped a little from the contact, her little whimper the only sound to be heard. He brought his belt up again, bringing it down. Five times he slapped her with the belt across the center of her fleshy ass.
Steel liked to cause pain, but he also had rules. He’d never use the metal buckle on her, at least not until she was ready for that kind of pain. The last thing he wanted to do was make it unbearable for her right now, or it feel like abuse. This was not abuse. They both wanted it, craved it.
Against all impossible odds, they’d found each other. He teased his fingers through her flesh, finding her wetter than before. Licking more cream off his fingers, he started working on the base of her back, and down her thighs. He gave her a good working over drawing the leather over her body. Her screams were the most amazing sounds he’d ever heard. She didn’t beg him to stop, only to keep going.
Her ass soon turned a delightful shade of red. In some spots there would be bruising come the morning.
Steel wasn’t done.
“Turn over, lie down on your back.”
She rolled over, settling down on the bed.
Throwing the belt into the corner, he wrapped his fingers around his swollen dick as he glided his hand up her body. He started at her leg, going up her hip to circle her stomach, before circling her nipple. The tight puckered bud was just begging for some attention. Caressing her other nipple, he stared at the tight buds, wondering what would be best. He pinched her left nipple, hard until she was arching up into his touch. Leaning down, he sucked her tight bud, moving his fingers out of the way to replace them with his teeth. He cupped her pussy, sliding a finger in and out of her tight heat. Her body writhed under him at each little touch he gave her.
Whack.
He slapped her pussy while moving to her other nipple. After each slap to her pussy, he slid a finger deep inside her cunt, bringing her closer to the edge. She was so close to an orgasm that she was panting for it.
When he was satisfied she was near the point of no return, he pulled away, and started to tug his clothes off. “Your body is fucking beautiful, Eloise. You’re a naked canvas waiting for me to put my mark on you.” Kicking off his boots and jeans, he climbed onto the bed naked. Moving between her thighs, he reached for the back of her neck, drawing her up.
Slamming his lips down on hers, he fucked her mouth with his tongue. Her hands held onto his hips, digging her nails into his flesh.
“That’s it, baby, mark me just as I’m marking you.” Wrapping his hand in her hair, he held her tightly against him. “In this room when we’re alone, you’re going to be my little pain slut. I don’t want you thinking you’re anything else; you’re not. You’re mine and I’m not going to let you go. When we
’re in here, I’m going to remind you exactly who you belong to and you’re going to love every second of what I do to you.”
He kissed her one final time before letting her go so she flopped onto the bed. Gripping his cock, he stared at her beautiful body.
“Open your legs wide,” he said.
She opened them.
“Lift that cunt to me.”
Eloise lifted herself up so that her pussy was close to his cock.
“Yeah, that’s what I want. I’m going to fuck your pussy and when I’ve filled you up with my spunk, I’m going to fuck your ass.”
Tonight, he wasn’t going to leave any part of her empty. He needed her to know who she belonged to.
“Yes, Steel, I want that. Please, give it to me.”
He was going to give it to her all right. Steel was going to have her addicted to his hard cock.
Aligning the tip of his dick against her opening, he slid inside, groaning as her tight pussy walls squeezed him.
He pounded inside her. The odd angle had Eloise falling back. Gripping her hips, he slammed every inch of his dick inside her, making her take it all and beg for more. The tips of his fingers were white where he touched her. There would be bruises on her body in the morning. He didn’t give a fuck.
“Please, Steel,” she said, begging so beautifully.
He fucked her hard. Eloise had to reach out; grabbing the headboard, otherwise her head would be banging against the wall.
Throughout it all, she screamed for more.
Steel didn’t let up his strokes even as he leaned down, sucking on a tight nipple, then the other. Rearing back, he slapped her breasts, watching them darken a little from the taps.
Eloise lapped it up like a bitch in a heat. It was such a beautiful sight to see. He couldn’t stop it nor did he want to.
Pulling out of her, he flipped her onto her stomach, dragging her onto her knees until her ass was in the air. He slid back inside her gaping cunt. Steel watched her pussy taking him in, swallowing him up. Licking his fingers, he smeared his saliva over her puckered asshole and started to work into her ass.
He’d meant every word he said. Once he was done in her pussy, he was going to fuck her ass, and spill his load inside her. She was going to be drenched and beg him for more.
“Please, don’t stop,” she said.
“I’m not going to stop.” He slapped her ass, using his palm for her right cheek and the back of his hand for her left. Over and over he marked up her ass then her thighs. She kept pushing back against him so that he could go deeper. He couldn’t take his eyes off his cock. The length was covered in her cream, glistening in the light with each thrust he made. Wet sounds of flesh hitting flesh echoed around the room.
She begged, moaned, screamed, and gave as good as she got. The woman in his bed wasn’t trying to satisfy him or the club. No, she was here because she wanted to be here. She needed his dick, wanted it.
Pounding inside her tight pussy, he stopped slapping her ass to tease her clit. She was so close that a few strokes over her clit had her hurtling into a screaming orgasm. Her pussy latched onto his cock, and he pounded inside her, finding his own release. His balls grew tight and seconds later he filled her snatch with his cum. By the time it was over, he struggled to even see clearly it was that fucking heady.
Seconds, minutes, hours, time was irrelevant yet it passed. Eloise lay beneath him. He pressed a kiss to her shoulder, pulling his fingers out of her ass in the process. Steel slowly left her body, making sure he didn’t hurt her in the process.
Her body was decorated in red stripes from the belt. She looked utterly beautiful with his cum spilling from the lips of her pussy. Coating his fingers in his cum, he pushed more of it inside her.
“Wow,” she said.
Steel looked up to see her glancing at him. He helped her roll over.
“I was so scared.”
“Why?” he asked.
“I’ve never been open with anyone about what I want. I figured I was a freak.”
“Hey, baby, you’re a freak, it just so happens you’ve found another freak to share it with.” He smiled at her to show he was teasing. After such a heady, intense sexual encounter, emotions were raw. “You’re not a freak. We just like things a little differently.”
Tears filled her eyes. Lying down beside her, he frowned. Seeing her on the brink of tears made him want to find the source of her pain and take them out.
“What is it?” he asked. “Tell me.”
“It’s so silly and stupid.”
“It’s not. You tell me now; I want to know.” He’d kill anyone who made his woman cry.
“I loved every second of what we just did and now I don’t know how I’m going to handle you finding someone else.”
Her words registered and Steel chuckled.
“It’s not funny,” she said, pressing her face into her hands.
“Baby, there isn’t going to be anyone else. You’re mine. I’m not going to give you up nor am I going to share. You’re fucking mine. If you want, I’ll have my name inked over these tits, this ass, and this cunt, and over your heart. I expect you to have feelings for me, Eloise.”
She wrapped her arms around his neck, holding him close. “I do. I really do.”
“Good. I don’t want any more talk of you leaving or going somewhere to do some shit. You’re all mine, you got that.”
“Yes, I got that.”
He’d only just found the one woman he was looking for. There wasn’t a chance in hell he was going to give that up. Cupping her face, he claimed her lips, determined to complete what he’d started. Next on the menu was her ass.
Hanson rubbed his hands together while also staring over at the Soldiers of Wrath MC compound. A party was in full swing and it made him sick to his stomach to see them all partying and having fun. The men were scum and the women just whores. He was sick and tired of them getting everything in town while he got fucking nothing.
He’d been priming Eloise for months, putting up with her around the store. The moment he first saw her, he knew he wanted to fuck her. Then that bastard Steel had to storm in and ruin fucking everything. He was so pissed off. Now, his face was a fucking mess and the bitch that had replaced her wouldn’t take any of his shit.
In one night he’d lost his little toy, and he hated it, seethed because of it. Eloise was supposed to be his, all his.
Gritting his teeth, Hanson smiled. Well, Steel could have Eloise but he wondered if the rough biker would like her once he got a hold of her. He’d cut up that pretty face; scar her for life until she was unrecognizable. She’d come begging for his attention then.
When she was begging him to take her, then he’d really get what he wanted.
He started to plan. All he needed was a moment when Steel and the guys weren’t looking. A small moment where they were looking at everything else and they lost Eloise then he’d get what he wanted.
Eloise finished drying off the counters, went behind the bar, and grabbed the filled trash bag.
“I’m going to take this out,” she told the sweet-butt, or club whore, or whatever the hell the guys decided to call the girls that were easy at the club. The girl, Berry, nodded, her focus on one of the prospects as he pushed hair off her shoulder and looked down at her breasts.
She pushed the backdoor open and made her way to the trashcans off to the side of the club, hidden in the shadows. There were a few lights on the outside of the club, illuminating the perimeter, but not reaching this part of the property. Steel was with some of the other club members, working on club business, and she’d decided to stay back here while they did their business. She didn’t want to think about what they’d talked about, what they did, or whom they had to hurt to make sure they got the job done.
She glanced to her left and saw a Harley of the prospect that was inside probably getting head by Berry. The music from inside came through loud, and she tossed the trash in the cans and shut the lid. For a moment, she
stared up at the moon feeling like her life had finally come round full circle, and she was right where she was supposed to be. Steel had opened her eyes, made her feel the euphoria that came with the pleasure and pain, and she felt like she was falling so hard and fast for him. She felt like she loved him, like she really, really loved that hardened biker.
She wiped her hands on the apron she wore, turned around, but the sound of shoes on the pavement had her stopping. Looking around, she thought she’d see a prospect, or one of the club members that had stayed back coming outside. She didn’t see anyone though. Eloise was a few steps away from rounding the corner of the side of the club when someone grabbed her from behind, slammed a hand over her mouth, and hauled her backward. Whoever had her was strong, but she could feel him behind her, and knew he wasn’t very large, not compared to Steel.
She struggled, but he dragged her deeper into the darkness. The sound of the front door opening and closing, of men laughing and cursing, came through, but the hand that covered her mouth was unyielding and she couldn’t make a sound for help. The stench of garbage and alcohol filled her nose. Eloise was pressed up against the side of the garage, the trashcans surrounding her making her gag.
It took a moment for her eyes to adjust, but when she saw who held her against her will she fought harder. Hanson, that piece of shit was right in front of her, his body pressed to hers, and his smile wide even in the shadowy recesses of this space.
“You know, this was a lot easier than I thought it would be.” His breath smelled so heavily of liquor and stale cigarette smoke.
She gagged, and the fear that she would choke on her own vomit slammed into her.
“I’ve been waiting, bitch, waiting for the right time. Your little boyfriend and his asshole friend came to the store, trying to scare me into staying away.”
Eloise felt her eyes widen at his words.
He chuckled almost sinisterly. “Yeah, I want you, and our little party was stopped by that asshole.” He looked at her right in the eye. “It’s a shame he got in the middle of it, but it doesn’t matter, because I have you now, and he isn’t here.”
