A Beautiful Prison

by Snow, Jenika

  Her nipples were hard and seeming to strain for his touch. His mouth watered for another taste, but he stopped right before he made contact with her smooth, quivering flesh. He was tormenting her as much as he was himself. What he wanted to do was bring his palm down on her skin, over and over again until every part of her was a vibrant red from his erotic abuse. He wanted his handprints marking her body like a primal claiming, and wanted to hear her beg for more.

  “Do you want me to suck one of these hard little nipples into my mouth, Princess?” When he spoke his lips brushed along the taut peak, and although she didn’t respond he didn’t miss the way she clenched her thighs together. Turning his head to the side and looking up at her, he was surprised to see the clear arousal on her face. He knew that she was probably having an internal debate, not knowing if she should give into her desires, or to fight him with everything inside of her. But because she didn’t answer him he leaned back, and didn’t miss the very small noise that left her.

  “This is sick, tying me up like this, trying to make me think that I want this.” She strained against the pearls once more. “I won’t, you know. I will never want this, or you.” He cocked an eyebrow and turned to grab the strip of leather. Curling his hand around the handle, he tested the weight in his palm. This also had been custom made, with an ivory inlaid handle and butter-soft leather. Being wealthy had many advantages.

  “This will make a beautiful sound hitting your flesh, and an even more attractive sight when the red lines appear.” She screamed out for help, thrashed back and forth, and tried desperately to free herself. He watched her, and only when he sensed her start to grow weary did he tsk. “It is only you and me here, darling.” She kept her legs closed tightly, and he had a pretty good idea as to why. Gavin wrapped his hand around one of her thighs, feeling her muscles tense as she prepared herself for what he was about to do, but he paid no mind to her resistance. He wrenched her leg out and looked down at her pussy. She was wet, so wet that her arousal glistened on her inner thighs. “I knew you were the perfect one for me.”

  Gavin had to adjust himself between her thighs so he could force her legs to stay open. Sliding his hand up her inner leg, he ran a finger along the cleft of her pussy, gathering moisture at the tip and swirling it around the engorged bud of her clit. She arched her back, thrusting her breasts out as a strangled sound left her. “You like this.” She shook her head and clenched her teeth, so he added more pressure as he rubbed the bundle of nerves back and forth. “Tell me how much you like this. Tell me it feels good.” She was still shaking her head, but her eyes were closed, her mouth was now open, and she made inarticulate sounds.

  “Why are you doing this to me?” There was no heat behind her words, and it didn’t even sound like a real question. “This is so wrong.”

  “No, darling, it isn’t. It is so right, and that is why it feels so good.” He rubbed her clit back and forth. Back and forth. “Quit fighting yourself and just enjoy it.” She was now lifting her hips, seeking more of his touch, and this pleased him immensely.

  “Please.” She sobbed, but there were no tears. “Why are you doing this?” she asked again.

  “Why am I doing this?” She slowly opened her eyes, licked those lips that were made to suck his dick, and nodded. “Because you are like me, Ruby. We are one and the same. What I need only you can give me, and what you need only I can give you.” He set the strip of leather on the bed beside him and used his free hand to unbutton his slacks and pull the zipper down. He wore no underwear and his dick sprang forth. He grabbed himself and stroked his cock from root to tip. “I get hard when you struggle, Ruby.” Twisting his other hand so he was now rubbing her clit back and forth with his thumb, he slipped a finger into her pussy. “And you get wet fighting me, making me get forceful, and feeling the pain I can give you because ultimately that is what gets you off.”

  He just held his finger there, letting her feel the weight of it at her opening, and let go of his shaft to pick up the whip. The strip of leather was only about a foot in length, but that was all he needed for what he had planned. Lifting it high, he brought it down across her belly. She arched even further and cried out. He had no doubt it hurt like hell, but her nipples grew harder, her blush darkened, and a gush of moisture covered his hand. He brought the leather down once more, and watched in perverse pleasure as thin red lines appeared on her flesh. Over and over he rained it down on her, rubbing her clit back and forth, and keeping his finger at the entrance of her pussy at the same time.

  “Oh, God.” Her eyes were big and he knew she was going to come, but he wanted her acknowledgment that she was his. He eased his ministrations and she made a tearless sob.

  “Tell me you are mine and that this is what you want. Tell me that although you are afraid you also crave my touch.” Her eyes were so big and blue, and the way she looked at him had power surging though his body. It was this desperate look, this very vulnerable look that had nothing to do with the fact her life was forever changed. It was a look that pleaded for more, even if she couldn’t say the words just yet. He added pressure again to her clit, but did it more slowly this time. “Tell me, Ruby, and I promise to treat you the way you deserve. I will cherish you, Princess, worship your body, and give you the kind of pleasure only people like us can enjoy.” She would follow his rules. They were meant to keep them both safe and appease his darker needs. He didn’t want to hurt her for the sole purpose of making her obey. He wanted to hurt her with the purpose of getting her off from that pain.

  “This is not the life I wanted.” She whispered those words, and although it wasn’t what he wanted to hear, he couldn’t very well be angry with her for giving him the truth.

  “Ruby, no one wants the life they are dealt, no matter what they say. This world is about dominance and submission, of give and take, and of pleasure and pain.” Keeping his hand on her pussy, he leaned forward and brushed his lips along hers. “Just tell me, darling, and I can make your suffering go away. I can make both of our suffering go away.” She shook her head, but he felt her resistance leaving her.

  “I just want to matter.” Her words were heartbreakingly honest, but only she would know the true meaning behind them. He added pressure to her mouth, kissed her brutally and with everything inside of him. “I don’t want to be afraid, but I am.” He kissed her again, ran his tongue along her lips, and groaned against her mouth. He moved his thumb over her clit harder and faster, and slowly pumped his finger inside of her to the first knuckle. When he felt her tense once more, he sucked her bottom lip between his teeth, biting down at the same time she cried out from her orgasm. It went on for several seconds, and she ground her pussy on his hand. Yes, that was the surrender he had been looking for, but he wasn’t nearly finished with her yet.

  Chapter Seven

  Ruby looked up at Gavin as he positioned himself between her thighs. He had set the leather strip aside, and she couldn’t help but look at it, feeling arousal and shame over the fact she had derived so much pleasure from the delicious abuse he had given her. It shouldn’t have felt so right, but God it did. With her hands still bound in the pearls, she was at his mercy. There was a part of her that still wanted to scream and lash out, but there was another part of her—this one far louder—that just wanted to not fight, to not resist, and to take what he had to give. Ruby didn’t try and stop him when he grabbed her inner thighs and wrenched them open. He dug his fingers into her flesh, and she knew there would be more bruises added to the ones that covered her hips from his earlier ministrations. With her legs pulled all the way apart, her muscles straining from the force, all Gavin did for several seconds was stare at her pussy.

  “I’m going to shave all the hair from your pretty cunt, Ruby.” He flicked his eyes up to hers, and then looked down between her thighs again. “I want what’s mine completely bared, smooth and lush so when I lick you nice and slow and then fuck you fast and hard, all you feel is me.” It was hard trying to get enough oxygen in her lu
ngs as she listened to his words. “But that is for another time.” He slipped his hands up her inner thighs until he framed her pussy. His thumbs were right by her opening, and the gentle back and forth motion of him moving those digits along her hole had a gush of wetness leaving her. Gavin pulled her labia apart and the cool air moved along her inner flesh. A moan left her and she tried to close her legs from being so exposed. Gavin’s gaze was so penetrating, so encompassing, that she felt as though he were touching her with his gaze alone.

  He grabbed for the leather strip again and her heart started pounding so much harder that she thought it would burst right through her chest.

  “Please.” In all honesty Ruby didn’t know if she was begging him to stop, or to hit her again. Those dark desires she had always felt deep inside of her were right at the surface, not about to be pushed down any longer when Gavin was here to deliver what she desperately needed. But she felt as though she was betraying herself, and all the women that had been on the stage with her, by allowing this to happen, and actually enjoying it. “I don’t want to do this anymore.” Oh, she did, but she couldn’t just submit so easily on the first night of her captivity, right?

  His chuckle was low and deep. “You act as though you have a choice in the matter.” He brought the leather across her lower belly and she winced in pain. He moved closer to her pussy with every slap and sting of that strip on her flesh. But on the heels of that pain was the intense heat of her blood rising to the surface and tingling with renewed desire. And then he was bringing that leather down across her pussy, over and over again until hot tears were leaving her from the pleasure and pain. She had already been so sensitive down there, but he was causing her to swell and heat further. The look in his eyes was so frightening in its intensity that she knew, for as gentle he had acted at times, that was not really the man he was. “I want to see you come again, Ruby.” His chest rose and fell as if he was out of breath, but his voice was strong and even, and so very in control.

  It was hard not to succumb to the whispered temptation of his acts. “It’s not right.” She didn’t know if she was saying that to him or herself, but it didn’t matter because she couldn’t stop the pleasure moving through her. Teeth gritted and beads of sweat lining her forehead, she lost that battle when he took one of her nipples between his thumb and forefinger and twisted the peak. Unbelievable hard pain filled her chest and speared right down to her clit. Neck straining, eyes squeezed shut, and wetness coming from her on its own, Ruby was crying as she came for this monster.

  “That’s it, Princess. You need the pain I give you as much as I need to inflict it upon you.” He didn’t stop whipping her pussy with that strip, or tugging at her nipple until she grew overly sensitive and tried to close her legs. He let go of her breasts and she opened her eyes, watching him toss the leather aside. He shifted only long enough to rid himself of his slacks, and then he was between her thighs once more, guiding his shaft to her entrance. The thick, long length between his thighs was intimidating.

  “No, you won’t fit.” Although she knew in reality he would, the fact of him shoving that into her had anxiety and anticipation thumping through her. He knew she was a virgin, but he didn’t respond, just rubbed the big tip of his erection up and down the center of her. She groaned in pleasure when he bumped her clit. He pressed the crown to her entrance and pushed in slowly. The burning sensation of him stretching her had her curling her fingers into her palms until the sting of pain made her loosen her hold. When the tip of his shaft pressed through her opening, he placed both hands on the bed beside her head.

  “You will never know how good you feel to me.” She opened her eyes, not realizing she had closed them, and stared into his light blue ones. When he stopped she knew that he had come up against her hymen. Her palms began to sweat, and she felt perspiration line the space between her breasts. He flicked his eyes to the area she had just been thinking about, and to her utter shock dipped his head and ran his tongue along the valley. He then pressed his mouth to hers and stroked her tongue with his. She tasted the saltiness of what he had just licked off her. “There is no going back, Ruby.” He pulled out of her slightly, and in once quick, measured thrust he tore through her innocence and buried himself all the way in her body.

  The pain was like nothing she had felt thus far. It burned as if she were on fire, and moisture gathered in the corner of her eyes as she tried to stop herself from screaming out. She didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of letting him know the pain he caused. But when she stared into his eyes once more she contemplated if that was really the truth. He pulled out slowly and pushed back in at the same pace. He did this repeatedly, always keeping the same speed until she knew if her hands hadn’t been bound she would have been clutching at him, clawing at him, and trying to hold on as she went higher. But the almost-softness that had taken over him suddenly morphed as he picked up his pace. Darkness fell over his face, clouding his eyes so they looked like a turbulent storm instead of a crystal clear lake. The discomfort had diminished, and every time he thrust into her deep and hard, bumping her clit and cursing out filthy things, her pleasure mounted.

  Gavin started thrusting into her so forcefully that she was moving up and down on the mattress and hitting the headboard every time he pushed back into her. Ruby felt her orgasm climbing, felt like she was going to explode from the inside out, but Gavin slowed his pace, as if he knew she was about to climax, and a soft groan left her. He leaned back on his knees, and smoothed his hands up her side and over her breasts. He pumped into her at an almost bored pace, squeezing her breasts as if memorizing them, and then glanced up at her. She was right on the precipice of coming, but she couldn’t quite get there. She wanted to scream at him, curse him, and beg him for more because he wasn’t giving her what she wanted, but she felt conflicted. This man had bought her. She was his captive. That realization had her lips parting.

  “You want more, Princess?” He never stopped moving in and out of her. “I want you to ask me for what you want.” But he wasn’t asking her to tell him she wanted to come. No, he wanted her to say her darkest desires out loud. He moved one of his hands up and circled her throat. It was a loose hold, but there was so much promise in it. Stop thinking like that. This man is a monster and wants to use you as his sex slave. But he was giving pleasure as much as he was taking it. And before she knew what she was doing she spoke.

  “I want more.” Those three words were uttered low, but there was a triumphant look on his face after she said them. He applied pressure to her neck, slowly tightening his hand until the threat of cutting off her oxygen was very real. Picking up his speed now, he plowed into her and shoved his big dick in and out of her pussy until she felt his balls slap against her ass.

  “That’s it, Ruby. Give it to me. Give yourself to me.” On the third thrust she came long and hard, but he was squeezing her throat now at the same time her orgasm peaked. She could breathe, but barely, and crying out her pleasure was not possible. Stars danced in front of her eyes and blackness started to cloud her vision from the intensity of it.

  “Yes.” She didn’t know what she was agreeing to, but that lone word had tumbled from her mouth on its own. Ruby was aware of him all but slamming his shaft into her, and the discomfort grew, but that pain also had her pleasure heightening, too. And then he was coming, and the groan that came from him was so very deep and masculine that she felt her entire body tingle from it.

  Although it seemed impossible, Ruby swore his cock thickened even further inside of her, and she felt the hot, powerful jets of his cum bathe her insides. After several minutes of him surrendering to his pleasure, he collapsed on top of her. But it was only seconds after he had done that before he rolled away and lay on his back, breathing heavily. The post-euphoric buzz slowly started to wane, and she realized that she had given herself freely to her captor, and that he hadn’t even used a condom.

  Ruby looked over at him, her fear once again renewing at the thought of diseases
and pregnancy. “I’m not on the pill.” She could barely hear herself over the thundering of her pulse in her ears. “And what about STDs?” Ruby was clean, but this man could be carrying all kinds of nasty things. That thought was enough to have bile rising in her throat. He sat up and leaned over her without responding. Once he had the pearls off her wrists she rubbed her skin and looked over at him, expecting him to say something, anything, about what she had just said. When he was lying on his back once more, he breathed out heavily.

  “I have no diseases, Ruby. I get tested regularly, and the last time was right before I went to the auctions. I hadn’t been with a female since getting tested. And I know you’re clean, given the fact you were a virgin.” She swallowed, but didn’t look away from him. “And pregnancy isn’t an issue since I’ve had a vasectomy.” Okay, so that was at least comforting. He put his hands behind his head and stared at the ceiling.

  “You never wanted children?” Why she was asking or even cared was beyond her, but she was curious why a man who as far as she knew had no other children, would get an operation like that. But maybe he did have children and a wife somewhere else. No, she didn’t want to think about that, because that would make this already fucked-up situation even worse. He glanced over at her, as if surprised she asked. Heck, she was surprised, too. But he didn’t say anything at first, and went back to staring at the ceiling.

  “I don’t think bringing children into the life I lead is very wise.” You mean the kind of life where you buy women and keep them for your own sexual amusement? A frown settled over his face and she wondered if she had said the words out loud. “Not taking into account that my profession requires me to be away for long stretches of time, and that at times I hardly have a moment to myself, I don’t think that would be fair to a child.” Wow, he almost seemed human right there. Suddenly she grew chilled and reached down for the comforter. But Gavin placed a hand on her arm, stilling her. “I think we should go over the rest of my rules now, Ruby.” There was a flickering of something behind his eyes, something that had the hair on the back of her neck rising with awareness. He reached down and grabbed the comforter and pulled it over them.