by Viva Gold
“Take it or I will use force.” Remi’s tone left no room for argument and I reluctantly took the plate. I looked at the selection of sandwiches with disinterest but he implored me to eat and I didn’t feel like defying him right then until I had regained a bit of energy and a clear head.
“After lunch, we will go for a walk and get some fresh air.” Remi gestured for me to eat up as he wolfed down enormous quantities of food. “And then perhaps a work out in the gym, or a swim.”
“Bored of me already?” I mumbled sending crumbs flying out of my mouth and on to the floor.
Remi froze and my stomach flipped. I silently cursed myself for being flippant with him knowing it was a trigger when I belittled myself. He placed his food back on his plate and regarded me with disdain and I shuddered at the intensity of his scrutiny. He snatched my plate away and threw it on the table scattering food and utensils everywhere, then he grabbed my arm and yanked me upright. Remi dragged me over to the enormous armoire in the corner of the room and pulled the door open to reveal the full-length mirror on the back of it. He turned me to face it and stood behind me with his heavy hands on my shoulders.
“Look at yourself.” I bowed my head refusing to obey. “Look. At. Your. Self” He enunciated the words slowly as if talking to an idiot. I remained defiant. Remi squeezed my shoulders harder and harder until I buckled under his touch and yielded to his request. I slowly raised my head and stared at our reflection.
“Oh fuck.” I looked hideous. My blond spikes were listless and dull with hair flopping this way and that completely un-styled. My pale skin was almost translucent and blooms of blue and yellow decorated my body where Remi had mishandled me. I looked down at my legs and gasped at the red bite marks. “Oh my God.” And of course, my wrists were sore and my neck was bruised and I basically looked dreadful. I dropped my head again and whimpered. “Why?”
“Because I can and you were willing.” Remi reached around me and tapped on the cock cage and I grunted.
Was I willing? I had asked him to stop many times but I hadn’t been convincing I knew that. Remi told me to trust him and I had to believe that underneath his bravado and arrogance he wouldn’t go too far and cause any lasting damage. Everything I had experienced with him up until now had been beyond anything I had ever tried previously and had shown me a side I never knew existed. I was not proud of myself; it wasn’t nice or attractive, yet I was looking to exorcise Izzy and the Twins from my heart and Remi was certainly doing a good job of that. He was distracting me away from them and towards something dark and deviant, yet it excited me like nothing ever had before. Did that mean I was depraved and nasty to the core without ever having realised it? I hoped not.
“You are overthinking Jason. Your marks were hard earned, you should look upon them as trophies of achievement.”
I snorted. “Hardly something to be proud of.”
“I disagree. A lesser man would have caved much sooner. Do you want to know what I see?” I peered at my younger cousin from under my lashes and nodded once. He held my chin up and our eyes met in the mirror. “Just look for a moment.” I studied the pair of us together, the way my pale skin contrasted with his olive tones. He was only slightly taller than me but he was much wider and heavily muscled compared to my scrawny frame. My blond hair brushed against the dark scruff on his face and I was acutely aware of the raw patches on my skin where he had chafed me with it. His blue eyes followed mine and I was shocked to see them filled with lust. He brushed a palm over my abs and up towards my chest where I watched his nimble fingers fiddle with my nipple jewellery.
“I would like you to swap these out for rings. Do you have any with you?” I nodded. “Good.” He twiddled the bars causing me to cry out. My poor cock made an attempt to join in the fun but the cage was securely fitted preventing any action there. “Hmm, not a good idea to become too aroused Jason, the edges of the cage are smooth,” Remi brushed over the cage with is hand and my breath hitched, “but if you swell they will dig into your flesh making you very uncomfortable.” Talk about stating the bloody obvious. Remi dropped his hand to my balls and cupped them weighing them in his palm.
“Not helping.” I groaned. Remi squeezed and I grunted. He swatted them and I yelped but the result was that my erection wilted rapidly behind the metal bars. “Okaaay.” I huffed out a breath trying not to rile him with my defiant behaviour any further than I had already.
“You are beautiful Jason. Tres beau mon cher.” I made a strangled noise and Remi rolled his eyes. “Mais oui, c’est vrai.” It was so not true. “Your face is exquisite.” He ran the back of his hand down my left cheek. “High cheekbones, full lips, almond green eyes. Such a temptation. Nothing about you is boring.”
Remi was making me lose my mind. The flipping between behaving like a monster then showering me with praise and adoration was taking its toll on my already shaky emotions and I felt all the life go out of me. I sagged against him. “Remi, I’m so tired. Let me rest and gather my wits won’t you? I’m not refusing to play with you, far from it, you bring something out in me I’ve yet to fully understand, but I’m overwhelmed. It’s been a trying week for me.” I gave him my biggest puppy dog eyes and he stared back at me deep in thought. With a sinking heart, I could tell he was contemplating refusing me but to my surprise he stood up straight and scooped me up in his arms.
“I’m taking you to your bed while I use the gym. After that we will talk.” Remi carried me back to my room and deposited me gently under my covers. I let out a wide yawn, mostly for effect, and he smiled indulgently at me. “Get your rest Jason, you’re going to need it.”
CHAPTER 6
As soon as Remi left I scrambled for my phone and groaned at the multitude of missed calls and messages from Izzy. I hesitated before contacting him because he’d know as soon as he heard my voice that something was wrong and knowing Isadore Woolf, he’d take it upon himself to shoot up the motorway and bully me into confessing my sins, and then try and put it all right for me. For once I wasn’t sure I wanted Izzy to be my guardian angel; I was intrigued by Remi and more so for the way he made me feel and wasn’t yet ready to be saved. Perhaps I was putting myself through some kind of weird cleansing ritual by stripping everything down to basic instinct and desire and allowing myself to experience the most carnal and raw form of lust and sex.
That being said, Izzy was not the person to ignore, not even Remi could match Izzy’s arrogance and if he thought I was avoiding him he’d just barge right in and ask why. Since Adam’s kidnap last year, Izzy had become obsessively protective of his loved ones. He was a natural Dom but he hadn’t then been a skilled fighter and he’d spent many months rectifying that. Remi may be big and strong but I had no doubt that Izzy would defeat him in a fight. He was all about tactic and timing where I saw Remi using brute force. My money would always be on Izzy. With a sigh, I called him back.
“Hey Iz…” A blur to my right made me pause and there was Remi looking like thunder. He snatched my phone away and pretty much sat on me, clamping a hand over my mouth.
“I’m so sorry; Jason is not available right now.” Remi spoke politely into my phone.
“Who the fuck is this?” Izzy’s voice demanded. Remi had pressed speaker so he could place the phone on the bed leaving his hands free to restrain me. One hand remained over my mouth and the other around my throat. He sat on my thighs and I tried to wriggle but the man weighed a ton. “Jason, are you there?”
“Jason is busy I’m afraid Mr Woolf. He cannot speak to you; may I take a message?” Remi grinned salaciously at me and I shivered.
“I’m pretty fucking certain he called me. And I repeat, who are you?” I could hear Izzy getting mad.
“Remi Ferrand. I am Jason’s cousin.”
“Oh, ok.” I could hear Izzy retreating a bit and my heart thudded with panic. “I haven’t been able to speak to him for a while and I was worried but if you’re his cousin then ok. Umm, I guess we’ll meet at the ball this weekend?”<
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“Oh yes Mr Woolf, I’ve heard so much about you from Jason. It will be a pleasure.” Remi’s voice was like liquid gold dripping down the line sending Izzy into a false sense of security.
“Ok then. Well, please say hi to Jase and ask him to call me as I have some pressing work issues I need to discuss.” My ears pricked up at that as it meant at some stage soon I would have to legitimately speak to Izzy. At this moment in time when I was feeling so confused, it was a lifeline I was clinging to.
Remi terminated the call. He slowly turned to me and I blinked several times trying not to give in to the panic as a result of the storm brewing in his eyes. He lowered his face to mine. “You thought calling Isadore Woolf as soon as I left you was a good idea?” Remi’s face was red with fury and he shook with barely repressed rage. For the first time, I was genuinely scared. I mumbled behind his hand and he removed it although the pressure on my throat increased noticeably.
“Why is that any of your business?” I hissed back. My airways suffered for that and I was struggling to draw breath. “Take your fucking hand off my throat.” I managed to croak. Remi smirked at me. He withdrew his hand and I gulped in a huge breath just before he backhanded me across the face. I roared at him and he smacked the other side. I tried desperately to free my legs but he was too heavy. “Get the fuck off of me now!” I screamed at him tempted to follow up by spitting but we’d already done that and I wasn’t too keen the first time around.
Remi took both of my wrists in one hand and stood up pulling me with him. “I thought I could trust you.” He pulled me on to the carpet and made me kneel before him. My arms were burning and I was frantically trying to figure out why Remi would think he couldn’t trust me or even why he deserved my trust.
“What do you have to hide?” I glared at him accusingly and he looked fleetingly worried. As quick as a flash his expression turned to stone.
“Nothing. I have nothing to hide. I am not the one pretending to be someone else.”
I frowned. I was getting increasingly irritated by Remi’s cryptic answers. “You make no sense.”
“All of you hide your true selves. Izzy the financial whizz kid is really a Dom. Adam the music producer looks like a man mountain but he is really a sub. The Twins fuck each other. Is anyone in your life really what they seem?”
I gaped at my younger cousin. Fear trickled down my spine at how he knew all of this and I concluded that he had indeed been stalking me for some time. I wondered what his motives were and couldn’t trust any declarations of desire or affection or attraction. Remi had accused my friends of being two faced yet he was definitely deceiving me now.
The thunderous way he was looking at me now made my stomach fizz and my trapped cock twitch in both fear and trepidation, and if I was totally honest, excitement. Remi dropped my aching arms and I shook them out. I rubbed my throbbing face. Strong hands kneaded my shoulders which felt so amazing I struggled to hold in a groan. I didn’t want to reward Remi with any kind of gratitude but his hands were magic and as he moved his fingers up my neck and over my scalp massaging away the tension I couldn’t help but sigh with pleasure. The constant to and fro from pain to pleasure was exhausting. “What do you want Remi, please tell me. I don’t understand you at all.” His fingers dug into my scalp and he scraped his short nails into my skin. I jolted as he pulled my hair.
“Just you.” A hand on the nape of my neck made me shiver and as that hand pushed my head and shoulders to the floor I shuddered. I remained in that position even when his hands left me to grab my arse cheeks spreading them wide. Remi blew on my exposed hole and it pulsed at the delightful sensation.
“More.” I gasped. I was resigned to never really understanding the dynamic that was growing between us. I thought I had Remi all figured out until he did something completely unexpected. Gestures of kindness followed by him lashing out at me and vice versa. I concluded he acted on whim whatever his mood dictated. A notion nagged at me that this behaviour was far from normal and possibly triggered by events in his past, but I was more concerned with my reactions to him. I craved his touch; harsh or sweet. I yearned to be the sole centre of his attention whether he was hurting me or loving me. I didn’t know why and determined I was inherently deviant to the core. And totally fucked up.
A short, sharp slap was delivered to one buttock then the other in rapid succession startling me from my thoughts.
“Oh God, take this fucking thing off!” I yanked at the cock cage. “Remi, please.” He swatted my hand away and pushed my face back down to the floor. Then he made me wait.
“Your pretty pink hole is winking at me. You want me to fill it so badly.”
“Yes! Yes!” I shouted back. I was in agony from trying to swell inside the cage but I was useless to try and prevent it now. I craved Remi’s touch; fingers, cock, tongue – whatever he would give me to ease my hunger to be full of him.
“You should see yourself, Lord Greenall. Wanton and begging. Dripping through the cage and pulsing for my cock. Would you do anything to be fucked right now?”
“Anything, anything…” I was so far gone I really meant it.
“Would you suck me?” I looked over my shoulder to see Remi taking long pulls of his cock.
“God yes, stuff it in my mouth. Fuck my throat.” Remi grabbed my hair and yanked my head to the side. My shoulders were killing me but it was nothing compared to the fire inside of me, consuming me.
“Non, no.”
I moaned.
“Beg me.”
I wanted to, I really wanted to. I could tell he would give me what I craved if I begged him, but the words wouldn’t come. The tiny amount of pride I retained prevented me from the final humiliation of begging to be fucked in the mouth. It was all the power I had left. I shook my head.
“Beg. Me.” Remi slapped my arse hard. I remained silent denying him any of my sounds. “Fucker, you better beg me now.”
I clamped my mouth shut defying him. Remi’s eyes narrowed and he stood abruptly hauling me up with him. He threw me on the bed and I scrambled away from him but he caught my ankle and tugged me back towards him twisting me so I was on my back. I watched as he took a tiny key from his pocket and undid the cage. The relief was so great I closed my eyes to hide my tears. I heard Remi spit into his hand and then his warm, wet palm slicked up and down my half hard cock. It was intense and amazing and made me erect in about two seconds flat. “Open your eyes Jason.” I refused but Remi removed his hands resulting in my eyes flying open in protest. He smirked at me before continuing his insanely slow pulls on my now rock-hard cock. He was driving me crazy as was his intention I was sure.
“Thought you wanted to fuck me.” I goaded the man towering over me.
“I want to hear you beg me for it.” Remi unbuttoned his jeans and pulled out his cock. It was glistening at the tip and I licked my lips at the tantalising sight of his arousal. He chuckled. “You are gagging for it you whore.” My cock throbbed at his words. Remi removed his hand so he could undress and once he was naked he kneeled on the mattress between my legs. He grabbed them throwing them over his shoulders leaving my arse off the bed and my hole exposed. He rubbed his fingers up and down my crack teasing my pucker making me writhe and gasp at the onslaught of his touch. It was too much and not enough. My skin felt tight and I began to sweat. Remi shuffled back on his knees so he could reach my hole with his mouth. “I’m going to eat you out and fuck you with my tongue until all you can do is beg me to put my cock inside you. It’s going to happen.”
“Arrogant fucker. Gahhhh!” My words were swallowed by a cry as Remi licked me from the top of my crack to my balls. He prodded my flesh with the hard tip of his tongue then pulled back and spat at my hole. I shrieked and he laughed just before diving in between my cheeks and lapping at what had become an extremely sensitive part of my body. I could feel my hole loosening to let his tongue in and the sensation was incredible. Remi sucked, kissed, licked and prodded me until I was nothing more than a pudd
le of goo. I wondered fleetingly how this man who had punished me with his fists was now eagerly pleasuring me with his tongue, working me into a frenzied state of arousal, secure in the knowledge I would be begging him to fuck me. I held out for as long as I could but Remi was a master with his mouth and I wasn’t that strong. Pride be damned.
“Fuck me Remi. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me. Please, oh God, I can’t…” My hands flew to his hair and I tugged his head up. His mouth left my body with an obscene sloppy sound. He grinned devilishly just as he wrapped his lips around my cock. “Oh Jesus! Oh God!” I arched off the bed at the exquisite torture Remi was applying to my penis. The suction was unbelievably intense and it took only seconds before I felt the tell-tale tingle at the base of my spine. I pushed at Remi’s head but he’d latched on hard and when the tip of his tongue prodded my slit I lost it completely. Liquid fire ran down my spine igniting my balls and I jerked and yelled as my cock ejaculated thick reams of come into Remi’s mouth. I shouted nonsense and climaxed through the most powerful orgasm of my life but Remi showed no mercy. He flipped me to my stomach and pushed me on to my knees. His massive hands spread my cheeks exposing my hole. I whimpered as a trickle of my own ejaculate made its way from his mouth to my crack. He let it all out and rubbed it in and around my pucker. I shuddered at the obscenity of it along with the knowledge that was all the lubrication I was going to get.
I gasped as Remi’s thick length slapped onto my crack before he took hold of it and trailed sticky pre-come up and down my arse lingering at my hole before pushing in to the hilt in one thrust.
I cried out and tried to rebel against the fullness of Remi inside me. It was too much and I grabbed at the sheets in a bid to escape but Remi’s strong hands dug into my hips keeping me in place flush against his body. I felt the tickle and scratch of his pubic hair against my sore flesh and the heat of his balls between my thighs. The burn was intense yet his refusal to satisfy me was driving me mad.
