Enchanted Submission - An erotic bdsm fantasy novella

by Harlem, Lily

  Rapunzel watched them go for a brief second and then headed back to her pew. The hum of voices was growing distant as she reached her recently vacated seat and the cool silence of the cathedral was once again reclaiming the air. She bent double, butt high, and began to scrabble in the dust.

  ‘Stay just like that,’ a deep voice rumbled behind her. Two large hands spread around her hips. ‘That’s exactly how I want you.’

  Her heart pounded and a deep pull yanked at her pelvis. Just Beast touching her hips through her clothes and the sound of his deep, authoritative voice could make her come, she was sure of it. She felt her clit pulse, swelling already with need.

  With quick, deliberate movements he folded her over the pew in front so she was still tipped over with her arse high in the air. ‘Damn cartoon gown,’ he muttered, nudging her feet apart with his shoes.

  The hard back of the seat pressed into her stomach, her hair landed at her side in a large, yellow coil and the skin on the back of her neck pricked with the thought that someone could walk back into the cathedral, someone who had genuinely forgotten something, and see them in this position.

  ‘Open up,’ he said, as the hardness of his big body pressed over hers and his erect penis shoved against her arse.

  She did as he asked and opened her mouth, not wanting it but at the same time wanting to do as he told her so badly it was like being possessed. Immediately her mouth gave him an inch, she tasted the sweetness of rubber, felt blunt hardness against her teeth and the roll of an impossibly large ball on her tongue. She shook her head and went to stand upright, away from it. She didn’t like the gagging sensation it created. It made her feel trapped.

  ‘Breathe through your nose,’ he ordered securing a strap around her head and pinning her still with his concrete body. ‘You’ll soon get used to it.’

  She shoved to the side again and moaned in her throat. ‘Rapunzel,’ he said sternly. ‘Trust me, like you did last night.’ He wrapped big arms around her body and put her back where he wanted her. Tipped over and gagged. There was nothing she could do about it. ‘Trust me and I’ll make it worth it, you know I will.’

  She pulled in a long, cool breath of air through her nose, felt her pulse beat in her upturned temple and gripped the lip of the bench she was folded over.

  ‘Good girl,’ he said, reaching for the hem of her dress. He yanked the slippery, material upwards, impatience in his movements. As it slid over her thighs, butt and onto her back, the cool air hit her naked pussy. She could feel how wet she was as it breezed across her intimate folds; she hadn’t bothered with panties.

  He muttered something approving and the whiz of a zipper tickled her ears. He gripped her hips with one hand and curled the other over her shoulder, holding her firm and steady with strong fingers. She felt like a doll, a plaything, bent over for his pleasure.

  With deadly accurate aim, he found her needy hole and pushed in determinedly, once again stretching and widening her taut pussy with his engorged, greedy cock. There was no luxury of time for foreplay. He just rammed in. Her neck arched to the stained-glass window and her full mouth blocked a moan of part ecstasy, part pain. His piercing slid into her, she could sense the trail it left and couldn’t imagine not having it there. He was filling her so entirely, like he did last night. So absolutely. Filling her every desire, her every need.

  He grunted, pulled out and then slammed in harder and faster with a sudden sense of urgency. His balls hit her vulva, his head rammed her cervix. As if something in him had snapped, he began to fuck her like an out-of-control jackhammer, like it was the only thing between life and death.

  Her orgasm was almost there for the taking, within reach, but she needed more. He sensed this through his frenzy, wrapped a hand around her stomach, sent his fingers through the material of her gown and searched out her clit. The second he found it, she flew apart. Fireworks exploded. Her body flailed like an elastic band and her legs gave way. With the flat of her tongue pressed against the gag a muffled shout of ecstasy gurgled up from her chest and echoed around her head.

  He grunted, low and primitive and then he too was spasming, pumping against her convulsing walls. Releasing his pleasure and riding into her like he just couldn’t get deep enough as he held her tight against his hips.

  ‘Ahh, you’re just so damn good,’ he said pulling quickly out.

  Rapunzel missed him inside her instantly, her orgasm was still sending shivers up her spine, his had barely finished.

  ‘Let’s not push our luck,’ he said, lifting her sprawled, collapsed body from the pew. He tucked himself in, tugged down her dress and then reached for the strap securing the gag.

  Rapunzel blinked up at him. His face was flushed, his chest heaved but his eyes had that soft look they’d taken on last night after their wild sex. They brimmed with affection, admiration and contentment. She liked that look, the blackness was like velvet, smooth and deep, it suited him.

  He released the gag and dropped it into his jacket pocket. Cupped her chin in his hand and traced the outline of her tingling lips with his thumb. ‘Did you like that?’ he murmured.

  ‘What do you think?’ Rapunzel curled her hands around his waist and sank her body against his, needing his physical support to stay upright on her quivering legs.

  He gave a small huff of amusement as he wrapped her in his arms. ‘I think when you said in The Turret Club you thought we might be compatible.’ He kissed her stiff mouth gently and lovingly. ‘You were absolutely right.’

  Rapunzel melted into him and let his tender kiss take over her world. He was right; they were perfect for each other, in every sense of the word. And now they’d finally found one another, they too could enjoy their own version of living happily ever after.

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