by A. Anders
With all of that behind her, last came the makeup. She wanted to look beautiful and like the perfect goth chick. She wanted to make him drool before she ripped out his heart. And by the time she was done, she looked exactly the part.
Figuring out how long it would take to get to the bar, Lucy sat at home counting the minutes before she had to leave. At exactly 11:30 she headed for her car. At exactly 11:55 she found parking. And at exactly midnight she arrived at the entrance of Bar Sinister.
Heading inside, she looked around. It was definitely a goth bar. The guys had mohawks and nose piercings. The girls wore skimpy dresses and kitten ears. Everyone was dressed in black.
Crossing the outdoor entrance into the two-story bar, dubstep blared through the speakers. The dance floor ahead of her was packed. On a platform against the front wall was a DJ and behind her was an eight-foot wide digital display. The colorful lights on it highlighted the female go-go dancers. All were barely dressed and each gyrated to the rhythm of the music.
There was an inescapable feeling of sex in the club. Lucy wasn’t immune to it. But determined to follow her plan, she pushed through the writhing bodies and found the bar.
“What can I get you?” The hot bartender with the stubble asked Lucy.
Expecting that there would only be one bartender, Lucy wasn’t sure what she was supposed to do. “Ummm, do you know how to make a slippery nipple?” She said testing the water.
The bartender took a closer look at her. “Would you like that prepared any particular way?”
“I would like that perfectly prepared,” she said hoping that she had gotten it right.
The bartender smiled. “So you would like a perfectly prepared slippery nipple?”
Lucy smiled with recognition. “That’s what I want. A perfectly prepared slippery nipple.”
“Coming right up.”
Anxiously watching for the bartender make her drink, she began to wonder what Cristiano had planned next. This was the end of his instructions. She kind of expected him to appear behind the bar. He didn’t. Nervous and slightly insecure about whether she had done everything right, she followed the bartender with anticipation. Her pulse slowly increased.
“One perfectly prepared slippery nipple,” the bartender told her as he placed the drink in front of her.
With the bartender standing there staring at her, she reached for her wallet.
The bartender raised his hand to stop her. “No, it’s already been paid for.”
“Oh,” she acknowledged wondering why he hadn’t yet left to go serve someone else.
“You have to drink it,” the bartender told her.
“What?”
“I was told that you have to drink it.”
Lucy suddenly felt a rush. She should have known. When Cristiano set up their games, he left nothing to chance. Thrilled by what could happen next, she lifted the drink and threw it down her throat. It wasn’t bad but it wasn’t as good as Cristiano’s.
“Here you go,” the bartender said sliding a note card across the bar and then walking off.
Excited, Lucy picked up the note. It read:
‘You have been a bad girl. You must be disciplined. Come upstairs and submit to your master.’
Reading those words Lucy felt her pussy engorge. In an instant, she was trembling with anticipation. What would she find upstairs? She didn’t know but she was sure that tonight their game would be taken to another level.
Lucy scanned the dance floor looking for the stairs. She found them on the opposite side of the room. Pushing through the crowd her heart thumped. Everything around her seemed to slow down and become quiet. All she could focus on were the stairs that became closer with every step.
Ascending the wrought iron staircase a whole other scene appeared. There were men and women sitting on couches and others standing around in groups. Lucy’s eyes darted from left to right searching the crowd for Cristiano.
Not immediately seeing him she looked deeper into the room. Ahead of her was a velvet rope that separated the crowd from an open area. It was as she approached the roped off area that she saw Cristiano.
He stood tall and imposing wearing a leather strap crisscrossed across his chest. On top of it, he wore a leather jacket. He had a stern uncompromising look on his face and he stood next to a metal pipe. The pipe ran across the top of an archway and from it hung two wrist straps.
Seeing where she had been sent, Lucy’s heart slipped into overdrive. Her body tingled like it was on fire. As Cristiano looked around their eyes met. Tangled within his web, Lucy knew that there was now nothing she could do to escape.
Without a word, Cristiano pointed at her and then pointed at the ground by his feet. He was beckoning her. Drawn towards him, Lucy felt like there was nothing she could do to resist. As she stepped over the velvet rope she felt all of the eyes in the room turned towards her. Although her focus was entirely on Cristiano, in her periphery she could see people get up and surround the outskirts of the velvet rope.
Standing next to Cristiano again after so long, Lucy shook. Feeling his strength waft off of him, she felt like she could cry with excitement.
Cristiano leaned over and whispered in her ear. “Take off your dress and grab the bar.”
Lucy knew that this wasn’t a request. She was being ordered. The thought that everyone was going to see her in her underwear both terrified and excited her. She could barely reach back and take hold of the zipper her hand shook so much. But as her dress parted in the back to reveal her bare skin, she felt a pulse between her legs which could only be her first orgasm of the night.
With the zipper now down to her ass, Lucy took hold of the cloth and worked it past her hips. When it hit the ground, she stepped out of it. Looking into Cristiano’s eyes for reassurance, she got none. So stepping forward and doing the only thing she knew would please him, she grabbed the pipe and allowed him to strap her wrists.
She could feel all eyes on her as she stood there with her ass out. It was thrilling. She wondered how long Cristiano would let her hang there without as much as a touch. She got her answer when she felt strands of leather lightly brushed down the center of her back. She shivered in response.
Suddenly needing his punishment more than she could’ve imagined, it came as a relief when the leather left her body and returned with a swat. The feeling was more intense than any she had felt before. Knowing that everybody’s eyes were locked on her, every nerve in her body tingled with delight. When the dozens of lashes kissed her ass, her legs almost buckled. Although Cristiano hadn’t swung hard, the feeling was already close to the limit of what Lucy could take.
Before she could react or even squeak, the flog left her ass and returned even harder. Lucy groaned. Stripped down in front of everyone she felt glorious. Everyone could see who her master was and it was exhilarating. Just then Lucy felt his lips on her ear.
“Say, please, Sir, may I have another,” he demanded.
“Please, Sir, may I have another,” she quickly replied.
“Louder!” Cristiano shouted.
“Please, Sir, may I have another!” She yelled. As soon as she did, the flog’s leather straps landed on the soft flesh of her ass right below the line of her lace panties. Lucy deeply inhaled as her vision blurred and she threatened to pass out.
“Again!” He demanded.
“Please, Sir, may I have another.”
The flog left her ass and returned with force. Needing to release the pain she bounced up and down attempting to shake it. When she settled she heard Cristiano’s booming voice repeat itself.
“Again!”
“Please, Sir may I have another.”
As she said it the stinging leather straps seemed to grab her ass squeezing the air from her lungs. Lucy was beyond turned on. Desperate to feel his touch, she rubbed her legs together. Out of breath, she needed desperately to feel his cock pushed into her yearning pussy. Cristiano couldn’t help but see it and remember what it meant, he stepped
next to Lucy’s ear again.
“Good girl. Now, let’s go. Put on your dress and follow me.”
Lucy couldn’t recall ever being as happy as she was at that moment. Released from the restraints, she reached down, collected her dress, and stepped into it. As she pulled it up she couldn’t help but think about all of the eyes still focused on her. In a moment of curiosity, she looked around.
There were couches within the velvet rope where people sat watching from up close. They were all strangers except for one. Peter was one of those seated on a couch and he sat staring at her with his mouth open. He looked shocked.
For a moment Lucy wondered what was going on. She learned everything she needed to know when Cristiano took her by the hand and led her out leaving Peter where he sat. She didn’t know what to think seeing him there. Was this all a part of Cristiano’s plan? Was Cristiano taking her somewhere to fuck her? Did Peter know that that was what Cristiano was doing?
Suddenly understanding that Cristiano was choosing her over Peter, Lucy was turned on more. A slight brush on her clit could’ve made her spiral into orgasm. But starving for his cock she had to wait as they walked to her car, drove to his place, and then retreated to his bedroom.
Alone, Cristiano turned into an animal. Locking his lips onto hers, he tore at her dress reducing it to shreds. Picking her up like she was nothing and tossing her onto the bed, he climbed on top of her, removed her panties and then pushed her left leg into the air. Cristiano then released his cock, slid it along her lips and thrust it into her pussy with force.
Her hole swallowed all of him hungrily. Dripping, her insides drenched Cristiano’s manhood. When he withdrew to thrust in again, the side of his leg touched her clit rocketing her into her second orgasm of the night.
“Ahhh!” She screamed praying that he wouldn’t stop.
Cristiano didn’t and flipping her onto all fours, he took a position behind her that aligned the base of his cock with her unsuspecting G spot. Having already orgasmed, she could feel every stroke against the bean inside of her. The sensation was intense. Reaching forward and grabbing her hair, he yanked back her head. With her back caved in, Cristiano leaned forward causing the pressure against her G spot to increase.
As Lucy groaned, Cristiano grew stiffer. Slapping his groin against the roundness of her ass, Cristiano’s balls swung connecting with her clit. As her toes clenched and inner thighs ached, she felt herself slowly passing out.
The orgasm that followed this time was different. With it came the sudden urge to pee. Unable to resist, Lucy spasmed. Feeling a liquid spray out of her, Cristiano gripped her hair and clamped onto her waist as he exploded into the woman he loved.
Frozen in a moment of wild orgasm, both of them stood there. Lucy’s mind spiraled as did Cristiano’s. When Lucy’s mind finally let go and faded to black, she fell forward onto the mattress and Cristiano collapsed on top of her exhausted.
When Lucy eventually came to, it was to the sound of Cristiano panting near her ear. He had his arm wrapped around her thick body holding her tightly. She couldn’t think of anything else but pleasure. Moments like this were what she had dreamed about after Cristiano left and having one again was like a dream come true.
Lucy and Cristiano lay in silence for a long time soaking in what they had done. When all of the pleasurable feelings had faded away Lucy fought the urge to fall asleep by interlocking her fingers with his and gripping his hand.
Clearing her throat, she spoke. “I love you,” she said nervous about his response.
“I love you too,” he replied without hesitation.
“So, you have your memory back?”
“Yeah. I’m so sorry,” he said mournfully.
It was then that Lucy turned to look Cristiano in the eyes. “What you did hurt me but I understand that there was nothing you could do about it. You didn’t remember me. To you I was just some stranger.”
“I should’ve trusted you, though. You told me that I had asked you to marry me. I should’ve understood how much I loved you from that. I wouldn’t take such a step so lightly. I would have only asked someone to marry me who I deeply and truly loved.”
“No, it was my fault. I wasn’t completely honest with you. I gave you reason not to trust me. It’s no wonder that you left.”
“I wish I could blame it on that, but that isn’t completely it,” Cristiano admitted ashamed. “You see, after I lost my memory you were telling me that I was in love with you but I was having feelings that made me not believe you.”
“What you mean? Like what?”
“There were guys everywhere and I was having feelings for them. It wasn’t that I loved them or anything. I just couldn’t stop looking at them and they made me feel a certain way.”
“What are you saying to me? Are you gay?”
“No, I can’t be. I am completely and unquestionably in love with you. But, the thing is, I’m now in love with Pete too,” Cristiano admitted sheepishly.
“But I don’t get it. Why him? Out of every guy in the world, why Peter?”
“I don’t know. I’ve been asking myself that ever since my memory came back. I remember you telling stories about him. I can remember everything. But I never knew what he looked like and from what he tells me, he never knew I existed.”
Lucy thought about it. Certainly that part had to be true. Foolishly she had gone to great lengths to hide Cristiano from everyone in her life. The only way Peter could have known who Cristiano was was if he had hired someone to follow her. Not even Peter was capable of doing something like that.
“So, what now?” Lucy asked him. “Are you going to be with Peter or are you going to be with me?”
“I was thinking about that. I was thinking that maybe I wouldn’t have to choose,” he said apprehensively.
“What, you want us to choose?” She asked confused.
“Not exactly.” With that, Cristiano took Lucy’s hands and talked to her as if presenting a delicate plan. “Tell me, how did this thing between you and Pete start?”
Lucy thought about it for a moment. “Are you asking how we met?”
“Okay, how did you meet?”
“It was at one of my father’s company parties. After a few drinks, a lot of the single executives would start hitting on me. Peter was one of them. He was just like the rest. None of them saw me for me. All they ever saw was my inheritance and a way of getting a step up in their careers.”
“And you say that Peter wanted the same thing?”
“Yeah. The only difference between him and the rest of them was that my father seemed to choose him. My father kept trying to force the two of us to be together. He never understood that Peter was just using me to get to him.”
“Are you sure that that was why Pete was hitting on you?”
“Yeah. Why would you ask that?”
“Because that wasn’t what he told me.”
“Well, of course he would tell you something different. Who wants to look like a giant dick?”
“Maybe. Or maybe you had the wrong impression the whole time,” Cristiano suggested.
Lucy stared at Cristiano wondering what he was talking about. Of course she knew what Peter wanted. He was just like all of the rest, ambitious, driven, and not the type of guy who would otherwise date a chubby girl like her.
“Okay, I’ll bite. What was it that he told you?” Lucy asked curiously.
“What he told me was that he had been in love with you.”
Lucy laughed. “That’s bullshit. Peter was in love with me? Let me tell you, Peter has been a bigger asshole to me than anyone.”
“But why? Who started this back and forth revenge thing you two have going on?”
“He did,” she said without hesitation.
“Are you sure?”
“Of course I’m sure. Why would you ask me that?”
“It’s just that I remember you. I love you but sometimes you can say things without realizing how someone might take it. Is it poss
ible that, without knowing it, you might have started this with something you said?”
Lucy was about to respond when she paused and gave it a second thought. Cristiano wasn’t wrong. Lucy knew that she was impulsive and didn’t always think before she spoke.
Was it possible that she had said something that had triggered his nasty comment? Was it possible that Peter had actually had feelings for her before their vengeful back and forth had begun?
Lucy let her eyes wander as she thought about it and as she did, a few things started to make sense. She had always wondered why Peter let her father continued to force them to be together. That was always a mystery to her.
If he disliked her as much as she disliked him, certainly Peter could have made an excuse to back out of their forced events. Yet he didn’t. He kept showing up and whenever he saw her, he had had a smile on his face. Lucy had thought the smile was because he enjoyed making her life miserable. Maybe the smile was for something else.
“That’s impossible,” Lucy decided. “There is no way that Peter was actually in love with me.”
“But, what if he is?”
Lucy looked at Cristiano suspiciously. “You mean, what if he was. He’s clearly in love with you now.”
“To be honest, I’m not convinced that he’s over you. And I can assure you, it’s possible for someone to love two people at the same time.”
Lucy looked away from Cristiano considering everything he had said. She didn’t understand how she might’ve gotten everything so wrong. What if Peter had been in love with her? What if he was still in love with her? Did any of that actually matter to her? As she thought about it, she realized that it did.
What had always upset her about the way that Peter acted was the cruelty of the deception. When she had first met him, Lucy thought that Peter was a very good looking guy. That was why the idea that he was pretending to be interested in her bothered her so much.
Lucy had gone through high school and college and no one who looked like Peter was ever interested in her for more than her inheritance. Was it at all possible that she had rejected him, not for what he had done, but in response to all the asshole that came before him?
