With the hand that is not in my hair. He grabs me by the tit crossing my body. Doing so his arm is under my breast and lifting it up making the pressure againt that one feel delightful. I feel his fingers curl up and the nails of each finger began to bite into the tender flesh. I just stood there staring into his eyes. Breath hitching and eye lids beginning to fluttering close, my attention focusing on the five little impressions and my eye close. As he creates onto my skin I can hear that inner voice yelling for more. Louder I hear her growl more, more.
One by one my eyes open and I drew in a deep breath that sounded like I must have died and come back to life. The pain wasn't where I wanted to scream out, You fuck that's my tit! It is however at the point were I am trying to push though it, to not give in to it. I flex my chest and shoulders to tighten up and push back at his fingers. As I breath hard and deep his voice draws my attention. He's breathing is deep but even. A ruff throaty sound of how I heard him speaking.
Turn the pain. Don't see it as pain but as another type of pleasure. Take it to the edge of an orgasm. Make it the reason you nipples gets hard. His eyes shine in a dark color. Dark like a sharks eye yet shiny like the dark was meant to shine. His eyes narrow, almost closed as he stretchs his neck for his face to come closer. A animal like low growl comes deep from his throat. He is getting turned on. It looks to me as he was being suck hard and deep were he is trying to out last the mouth pulling for all it can.
I reclosed my eyes and started picturing my breast exactly as I knew what is happening to it. Focusing on the reason my nipples are hard wasn't hard to do. They have been hard but now that his nails are gripped into one. Made that nipple swell which made it feel tight and about to burst. I noticed in my minds eye. That where he connected to my skin pulses of heat are flaring. From those points extending lines though out me effecting my body. Down in my pussy it started feeling hot and I watched it as it engorge yet again. Not only could I feeling as it got wet but could envision the lining secreting my juices. My skin felt hot all over as if I had a fever as it changed a red hue from the heat. In turn making me sweat and could feel it run down my body. Feeling the sweat rolling down between my breast down my back and funneled into the clef of my ass. Trickling over my anus making me ever so often pucker. In turn making my pussy tighen.
The tilt of my head from him pulling my hair has the front of my neck completely exposed and accentuating the length. I try to pull away from his grip to pull against his grip. Only to feel him pull back harder countering me. Causing the tugging on my scalp to be greater and a unexpected inhale to lift my breast.
He let go of both my hair and tit. Turning me to face away from him. I feel the weight of his hands on top of my arms and shoulders. As he grabs me, pulling me into his chest. Feeling him against my ass and my upper back. Not digging into me this time but squeezing my shoulders. I feel his breath on my neck and shoulders from his head pushing mine to the side and and then forward.
We more then want, we need this. As she, my every horny beast said that. I could see her rubbing her body. Hands moving up and down the length of her. Cross her breasts and gliding down between her tightly closed legs. I could feel my skin tingle everywhere she touched. The heat in my groan flairs when she touches herself. She takes a nipple in her fingers and tugged it out pulling on the skin of the breast and coned the ariolaI. I could feel a sudden heat building up in my own nipple and tightness of my breast. She's affecting my body.
No she is not affecting my body, she is my body. It seems I been fighting my own body. I hadn't listened, was to afraid to know what I craving. Worried about what I would feel if I gave in to my desires and its was telling me the whole time.
I turn my body around with my head down looking at his feet and place my hands flat on his chest. I can feel the thump of his heart under my hand. I feel the strong quick beating of it. Taking half a step back from him I lift my head to him.
I am sorry. I am not a pet for you to teach me to be proper. Nor am I an animal to be thrown into a cage. I will not be some easy thing for you to control. I lean my head on his chest between my hands. I thank you for showing me this.
I feel his chest rising rhythmically. The hairs on the top of my head move from his hard breathing. His hands take me by my wrist. Then a deep bass of a laugh almost like a laughter you would hear in a thriller movie. A villain slowly stalking its prey or as they revealed why he did it. I lift my head and see a big grin filled with teeth and dark yes peering out that white mask.
Good. So your prey. Run prey.
I take one step back twisting out of his hold on me. Setting myself to run, looking directly into his mask eyes. Smile and say to him. Prey, you need to catch. Removing my heels to either side of me. I headed in the direction everyone headed to when items were brought in and out. Finding metal double doors I opened it and stood there long enough to see him remove his suit jacket and whip off his tie.
I found myself in a hallway wide enough to drive a car in it. Not knowing how long it would before he came out those doors I just started moving. I ran past a few people both male and female dressed in various black items. Some with body parts showing, some with everything showing. I asked where the stairs were but no talked or pointed the way. They didn't seem scared or concerned I was in the wallway and just look at me. Their eyes just seem to say run prey he will find you and he will eat you.
My smile grew higher into my cheeks. I felt my breast rising from bolting around. My pulse was quickening I had a feeling that's he would eat me up. My skin grew hotter from the excitment. I know I was a new born in a world I knew nothing about. Didn't know where I was or where I was heading. I didn't find the stairs and so far no door I found was unlocked. Turning a corner a good 100 feet he was standing there. His back to me I slowly turned back and continued straight rather then turning. I could hear him starting to walk and his steps are getting closer. I got to the first door and fortunately it opened. The lights were off and I couldn't see anything but a couch across the door. I closed the door quietly and slid with my back against the wall.
I couldn't see anything not even the light from the hallway shined under the door. I felt things hitting my shoulders and swaying as I step away from the wall. I used my fingers to continue down the wall. As I did I touched something cold and giggled like chain. Grabbing it to silence its movement I felt the links and knew it was chain. At that very moment the door opened. It was him walking in the door and closing it with us in here.
I knew you were behind me. Just as I know your in this room.
To be continued