Page 11 of Psychos In Love
“Okay, so you aren’t going to go down the easy road,” I shake my head and shove the gag back into her mouth. Getting on my knees, I dip the cloth into the water.
“Kronos said if you were nice, you could be moved to a bedroom.”
This gets her attention. She looks up at me as I move the cloth along her neck. We don’t even know her real name and still, I feel for her. Not enough to let her go. No, just the opposite. I always want her in sight.
Taking my time, I move down her body. She moans. She’s trying to hide it but I heard it. It was subtle, but I know what I heard. Even with the gag. Her nipples are hard from the cold. I smirk and rub the cloth along them. She closes her eyes. Even if she doesn’t like this, or want it, her body can’t lie about it.
“You little sex pot,” I laugh again and touch her clit. She gasps, flinching. She’s deliciously wet. “Let me help you with this.” I rub each nipple before kissing down her neck. She whimpers again. Her body wants this.
She tries to close her legs. Too bad they remain chained to the wall. Fortunate for me. I move my fingers to her hole and shove two inside her. “Fuck, you are so tight, no matter how many times we use you.”
Tears run down her face and she closes those beautiful eyes of hers. She’s so damn vulnerable. I move my fingers slow and with purpose. Her back arches, those dirty hands are straining. Her lithe body shakes, telling me she’s close to an orgasm. I can’t wait to see her explode.
I admire her pebbled nipples, hard and ready for the taking. I suck each one, nibbling on them. I could spend hours playing with her, but instead, I pull back, making her struggle. It’s a magnificent sight.
“Oh, Little Warrior. Stop fighting this,” I move my hand along her wet lips. Pushing in and out, teasing her. She’s moving away, but eager to come back. She loses herself for a moment, her eyes closed as I touch her deep within her silken flesh.
I take off the gag just to hear that sweet voice of hers. “Please.” There’s nothing more from her. Justplease. I bet she’s conflicted about why she’s begging.
“Please what?” I taunt her. Those lips snarl at me. I wink at her as I push another finger into her wet pussy. “More, sweet Warrior?”
I watch as her body strains. Those hips move to the rhythm of my fingers. “I… I don’t know what…” Dear Lord, has she never had an orgasm? Her face shows confusion and pleasure, twisted together. The fear is there, but her need is prevalent.
“Looks like the kitten is enjoying it,” I turn to see Ayres here, leaning against the door. “Progress, thank goodness. Maybe Kronos will stop pouting.”
“Hand me my knife, Ayres.”
He walks toward me and picks up my Smith and Wesson stainless steel throwing knife, twirling it around his fingers.
“Kronos said to bathe her. Not give her pleasure.” He hands me the knife and I snort.
“She is into it,” I move the knife around her neck, nicking her along the collarbone. She gasps, shrinking away from me. The small amount of blood flowing down her naked body makes me smile and I lick the trail of red liquid.
“Sweet like honey,” I bring my lips to hers, kissing her softly at first. Her tongue comes out to meet mine as I shove yet another finger into her. She screams, loud. That clenching pussy holds onto my fingers in a death grip.
Pulling back, I smile. Her orgasm juice is all over my fingers. Ayres unzips his pants. “Move Hypnos.” I don’t. Instead, I reach out with my tongue, licking the tip of his cock. The strangled sound coming from him is so unlike him.
“Watch him, Little Kitten. He is going to show you how this is done without teeth while you tell me your name.” I look over at our girl. She looks dazed, but she is willing to watch. That is until Kronos walks in. She shrinks all the way back into the corner. Her eyes travel down, embarrassment and terror filling her entire body.
“We don’t have time for fucking around. Get her cleaned up. We have to get going.” Kronos turns around and leaves. Not before I see the jealousy in his eyes. Ayres zips himself back up, cursing and mumbling aboutfucking work. I go back to cleaning the girl up. I’m drying her off when she whispers.
“Charlotte.”
They’ve leftme alone for a long time and I’ve had a lot of time to sit with my conflicting thoughts. I’m a mix between scared and turned on. The men haven’t hurt me since the last time they were all in the room with me. Only the guy with the knife fetish comes in regularly. I’ve done good staying quiet. It keeps me away from their torture. Today he came in and was gentle. No more demanding talk. Not today. He played with me, though, touching my body and making me have the most amazing explosion from my center. I didn’t know I could do that. Or that I wanted it. I’m just worried they’ll do this to me again.
And another question I’ve been pondering…why was looking at Hypnos taking Ayres’ cock in his mouth so…hot? I tremble as chilly air hits my body. This is the worst part. They turned on the air, making me freeze.
“Hello?” I call out in hopes they’ll get me out of here. I seem to call out for hours. But they never come. Not until I feel sleep trying to take me.
“Would you shut up?” My head pops up, startled. Kronos stands before me.
“Would you release me?”
He slaps me, forcing my head to the left.
“You’ve got a smart mouth,” he snarls at me. My heart feels like it’s about to beat out of my chest. I can’t believe I’m provoking this man. It does get him to react, though. He unhooks my arms and then my legs.
“Thank—”
