Darious and Dani Get Together · Part 2 (2/3)
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He chuckled again, reaching out and patting her on the head. She yanked her head away and growled. He chuckled louder. "Hmm, a pet that bites. Perhaps I should get a muzzle, yes?" He grinned at her then turned away to go back to nosing around. He walked over to the closet and opened it. He felt her thoughts telling him that there was a hidden compartment in there somewhere and she didn't want him to find it. He stopped and looked at her. "Don't want me to find it pet?"
Her face remained a placid facade but inwardly her heart was hammering.
He grinned at her then stepped into the closet and started going through her clothes. He started throwing them out of the closet. He heard her growl and chuckled. He held up a very expensive cocktail dress. "Being my toy you won't be needing stuff like this anymore." He tossed it into a heap on the floor, grinning at her look of fury then turned back to the closet. Quickly several more high quality, expensive dresses joined it.
Finally, he stepped out with the final item in her wardrobe, an exquisite silk ball gown. He held it up. He looked at her, one eyebrow arched, grinning at her. "This is unfit for a pet to wear wouldn't you say? I think, perhaps, a hooker outfit would be more fitting for a slut like you. With a nice studded dog collar to round out the ensemble, to show everyone who cares to look that I and I alone own that cunt of yours from this day forward. That would be appropriate wouldn't it pet?" He stood there, a small grin playing at the corners of his mouth.
She stared back at him, growling long and low, her eyes flashing an unmistakable warning. Then she gave a mighty yank at the chains, trying to free herself. But to no avail, they held her tight. She saw his smile widen before he turned his back on her. She continued to struggle against the chains, howling loudly.
He chuckled deeply as he stepped back inside. He started tapping and feeling along the walls. He was not only looking for the switch but it also let he know exactly where he was. She stopped howling at once. He chuckled evilly and continued on.
He felt over the area where her shoes were kept. Suddenly an area no bigger than a light switch plate depressed and a small door behind her shoe tree swung open. He chuckled loudly, "My, my, my, what have I found?" He said loud enough for her to hear.
She groaned and murmured a soft, "Oh shit." Things stored in there were part of her life very few people knew about and a part she definitely didn't want him knowing about.
He chuckled long and low as he pulled out items that obviously showed that she was enamored and involved with the BDSM lifestyle. He stepped out with an armload, walked over, and dumped them in front of her. He grinned bigger and chuckled, "Well, well, well, a collector! A part of your life you tried to hide, hmm? Ashamed of it?"
She took a sharp intake of breath and bit her bottom lip. Despite the situation she was in the sight of implements of the part of her life she kept from everyone except her closest friends, turned her on. She knew the use for everything that was arrayed before her but more to the point she knew what each of them felt like when used by someone with the proper skill and the exquisite feeling of pain mixed with pleasure that they produced. Despite not wanting to be turned on she felt that surge of adrenaline course through her veins and felt her pussy starting to drip. She tried hard to maintain the look of boredom outwardly but the struggle inside herself, the not wanting to give into this being and the want to totally abandon herself to the feelings she knew BDSM could give her was very strong.
He slowly arranged them on the bed, running his fingers over each one and chuckled evilly, "Aah, I'm extremely familiar with each and every one of these toys and just how to use them." He looked at her, "Decisions, decisions, which one to use first." He scanned the items again then picked up the riding crop. He swished it back and forth a couple times; chuckling evilly then stepped behind her. His eyes raked from her ankles, up her calves over her firm thighs to her naked, upturned ass. He could see her pussy peak through her partially spread cheeks, it was wet and the lips parted slightly.
He reached out and ran his fingers from the crease where the upper thigh met the cheek up and over her cheek. He felt her tense up slightly and grinned. "I wonder how that ass is going to feel when I get done with it. All hot, stinging, feeling heavy and have that nice rosy red glow to it. The pain afterwards every time you sit down the next few days reminding you of just what I did. The long red welts that hurt every time they are touched for a week afterwards." He took a couple steps backwards and swung the crop at her ass. It landed dead center across both her cheeks, leaving an angry read welt in its wake.
She jumped and hissed but that was her only outward reaction. Inwardly, she felt her blood surge at the delicious pain. Bolts of electricity surged to her pussy, making it throb and her juices flow more heavily.
He continued using it, trying to cover every inch of her ass, leaning long red welts after each swat. "This is turning you on isn't it toy? Your hot cunt is getting creamier with each swat isn't it?" He laid an extra hard stroke across one of the welts. "Answer me or I won't stop!" He started laying strokes across the fiery red welts.
She looked back at him, eyes devoid of all emotion, not saying a word. She was turned on yes but wasn't going to let him know it.
He growled and gave her an extra hard swat, "I said speak!"
She looked back at him, not even flinching.
He continued to smack her ass but stepped closer, grasped her hair and pulled her head back. He growled and bared his teeth. "I said answer me! An the answer better contain the word master or sir. Do you understand toy?"
She locked eyes with him, "Answer you?" she yawned and shook her head then faced forward again.
His eyes narrowed and he growled. He pulled her up more by the hair and used the crop across her tits. She flinched slightly but no noise and stared straight ahead.
He started to gradually shift. His eyes started glowing blood red, his razor sharp fangs descended, his horns grew out of his head, claws grew at the tips of each finger, he started growing bigger and his voice deepened dramatically. He continued using the crop on her tits, growling.
She turned and looked at him, a bored look on her face. The sight of him changing into his true form and the smack of the crop were turning her on more and more. A smile lifted one corner of her mouth. "I can play that too Darious, wanna see?" she chuckled, eyes twinkling.
His eyes glowed brighter and he growled deeply. "Answer my question toy! Or I assure you you'll get no pleasure."
She rolled her eyes, "What is the question?"
He stopped hitting her and growled deeply again, "What is it you want toy?" He raked one claw down her spine hard, watching a large, bright red welt appear in its wake. "Answer me!" He roared.
He got up as close to her as he could without actually touching her. He leaned down and told her in a deep demanding whisper, "You're my toy. Mine! That's who and what you are, my toy."
She looked back and snorted, "You wish!"
He chuckled deeply, "It's a fact by now toy. Resign yourself to it." He pressed up against her, letting her feel his presence surround her. Then he backed up, letting his eyes rake up and down her red, welted ass. He grinned. "Hmm, perhaps now would be the time to look closely at, inspect if you will, the property I now own. I think, perhaps, I need to take a bit of a closer look at my new pussy and ass. What do you think toy? Should I take a closer gander?"
She refused to answer or even look back at him, but hearing her sharp intake of breath and seeing her body start to quiver was all the answer he needed.
He chuckled deeply then he dragged a claw down her asscrack, firmly but not too roughly. Then with the other hand he pried her cheeks apart. He tickled her anus lightly with his claw, chuckling as it contracted tightly against his touch. Then none to gently he forced his finger deep into her asshole all the way to the third knuckle.
She hissed loudly, closer her eyes and pulled forward, trying to dislodge his finger.
He ignored her attempt, twisting his finger back and forth then in and out. Finally, he jammed it in, roughly, as far as he could.
She threw her head back and whimpered loudly, starting to quake and shiver all over. Sweat started to trickle down between her tits. She clenched her eyes tightly shut and bit her bottom lip.
He grinned at her reaction, giving his finger a hard turn before yanking it out roughly with an audible pop. He picked up one of her dresses he had tossed on the bed and cleaned his finger off. "Nice and tight still but by no means virgin. But I didn't expect anything on you to be virgin considering what kind of slut you are." He gave her a smart slap on the ass, making sure to hit some of the bigger welts. He grinned at her sharp intake of breath then drug his claw over her perineum to the bottom of her pussy leaving a pink welt. He thrust a finger deep into her pussy, reaching down and spreading her lips apart with his other hand. He squatted down to take a closer look.
Her face burned with the embarrassment she was feeling at his close inspection. Yet, as humiliating as it was it was firing her arousal all the more. The part of her that was submissive and so craved male dominance over her was screaming for release. She knew when his finger entered her he had to know how turned on she was but the sheer amount of juice she was producing. Hell, even she could hear the sound of wetness as his digit entered her. She bit her lip harder to keep from moaning out loud but there was nothing she could do about the tremors running through her body.
He chuckled again as he felt her shake. He wiggled his finger around. He heard a loud moan escape her lips as his claw raked over her g-spot. He smiled, knowing despite her bored look from the way juice was flowing and soaking his hand she was incredibly turned on.
He moved his finger in and out then twisted it side to side roughly. He watched as her pussy started to darken in color as the blood flow increased to the area, her lips thickened under his touch. Her clit poked shyly out of its hood, the very tip of it visible, beaded with moisture, quivering slightly. He spread her lips further apart, roughly, then roughly withdrew his finger. He tickled the outside of her hole with his claw then moved it up to her clit.
He flicked it a couple times, eliciting a high pitched squeal and a massive shiver from her. Using two fingers he pushed the hood of it back. He traced a claw lightly over the tip of it causing her to shiver violently. He chuckled then blew on it lightly.
The reaction was instantaneous. She threw her head back and moaned loudly. She felt her flesh goose pimple all the way down to her knees. Every muscle tightened up and quivered then she started to whimper softly.
He grinned then pinched it hard. She tightened up, yanked the chains taut and screeched loudly. There was a gush of juice from her that soaked his hand and ran down his forearm. He chuckled again then started twisting it back and forth. She started shaking violently all over. He saw a single drop of sweat run down her asscrack.
He gave her clit another hard pinch then let go. Letting go of her lips also he then stood up, wiped her juice off onto her ass then gave her a sharp swat before he stepped back a couple paces. He chuckled long and low, "For suck a slut that pussy is still plenty tight." He stepped closer, pressing his crotch into her ass. Then he ran his fingertips up and down her sides lightly. He nuzzled his face into her hair then put his lips next to her ear. In a deep, demanding whisper he said, "Turned on aren't you toy?" He reached down and cupped her pussy tightly, "That's mine now! It's my cunt. You are my property. My toy, to do with whatever I want. Now, tell me what it is you want." He stroked her hair softly, breathing heavily in her ear.
When it became obvious she wasn't going to answer he grabbed her by the hair and yanked her head back, forcing her to look at him. In a hard, cold voice he told her, "You better answer me or I'm going to stop. You won't feel my touch again. I'll leave your frustrated."
She was panting slightly, eyes glazed over but her face remained passive. She just looked at him.
He growled softly in her ear then let go of her hair. He stroked one finger down the side of her face then stepped away and thought out loud, "What is it you want toy? What is it I'm missing in the signals you're sending out?" He stroked his chin thoughtfully, staring at her welted ass. "You're a painslut that much is obvious. Hence the Marquis De Sade." He thought back over what he had done so far and what had gotten the biggest reaction. Then it hit him. He chuckled deeply, his eyes twinkling. He leaned back against the wall and just looked at her for a minute or two, grinning. Then he stepped back up behind her. He gave her a hard slap on the ass then rubbed it in.
Pressing tightly to her, cheek to cheek once again, "You want me to dominate you don't you? You crave a man having total power over you. Making you do whatever he wishes to. You want to be someone's fuck toy. Someone to turn you into his pet. To abandon yourself totally to someone else. To be used. That's it isn't it toy? You want someone strong enough to make you bend to his will. To be someone's slutty little sub." He grabbed her chin roughly and tilted her head back. "Answer me slut!" He growled in her ear. He ground his crotch into the welts on her ass.
She drew a ragged breath then shivered. She wet her lips then replied in a barely audible whisper, "Yes."
He stroked her cheek softly with his forefinger, "You want a man that's strong enough to control you and not give in to you for what your hot cunt can do for them, don't you?"
"Yes." She said softly, starting to shiver all over. Her cheeks were flushed red and sweat was beading her forehead and upper lip. She was more turned on than she had been in her entire life. She was going to give into him, yes, that was a certainty at this point but he was going to have to work for it because she wasn't going to make it easy on him. He was going to have to prove to her he has what it takes to deal with the likes of her.
He let go of her and took a step backwards. He raked his claws roughly down her back then gave her ass a resounding slap. "That's a good toy. You will from now on call me Master. If you don't I wills top and leave you like this, getting hornier and hornier with no release." He reached down between her legs and raked his claws over her pussy roughly to be assured that he had her complete and undivided attention. "You will not feed, touch that hot pussy of yours or get that twat fucked unless I let you. Do you understand me?"
"Yes, Master." She replied sarcastically.
He stopped and stepped away. "You will answer me respectfully toy."
"I understand but the word Master is abhorrent to me."
He thought for a minute, tapping his finger on his chin. He then stepped behind her again. "I can accept that. Now what term of respect shall you use toy? Sir?"
There was no reaction from her.
"Dom?"
Again, no reaction.
"Lord?" He heard her sharp intake of breath and chuckled. "Yes, Lord. You will call me Lord, for that is what I am, your Lord. You are just my lowly toy." He rubbed himself against her ass, starting to grow bigger. "Isn't that right toy?"
"Yes, Lord." She replied, softly.
"Good toy." He spanked her hard. "Say it again toy."
"Yes, M'Lord." She said louder, shivering slightly.
"That's very good toy." He stroked her inner thighs softly, from her knee upwards then slapped each one three times, causing her to gasp and shiver. He chuckled, "Like that toy? Want more?"
She moaned softly, "Yes M'Lord."
He swatted her inner thighs some more, leaving angry red handprints. "Such a naughty little slut who likes such nasty things." He whispered in her ear. He then punched each thigh, roughly, "Like this toy?"
She whimpered, "Yes, I do, M'Lord."
"How much do you like it?" He smacked each thigh again.
She shivered all over and moaned loudly, "Oh, very much, M'Lord." She looked back at him, eyes imploring.
He grinned at her and stroked her thighs softly, "Do you now?"
She quivered all over. "Oh yes, M'Lord." Her eyes begging him to do more.
He pulled his hands away and in a low tone said, "Look straight ahead and don't look back at me again. You've been a bad toy and don't deserve to look at me. If you disobey I will stop. Do you understand toy?"
She faced forward and shuddered, "I understand M'Lord." She could feel the insides of her thighs were slick with her juices. She was in an extreme state of sexual excitement.
"If you turn again I'll leave you just how you are, blindfold you and leave. Do I make myself clear toy?" He told her in a deep, firm, demanding voice.
She was shaking all over and moaning, "Crystal clear, M'Lord."
He chuckled again, "Very good toy." He reached forward and grabbed a shirt, thick leather spanking strap. He stepped to the side and started using it on her tits, hard and fast across both of them at the same time. Making sure to get it across her nipples. The strap lest fiery red marks in its wake.
She threw her head back, shut her eyes and moaned loudly, shaking. Her nipples were hard nubs as much from desire as the strap.
He stepped behind her and started using it on her already welted ass and inner thighs. Quickly, bother were bright rosy red and she was making a high pitched, keening wail, straining at the shackles. He grinned and started bringing the strap upwards across her pussy. The effect of that was immediate.
She threw her head back and let out an ear shattering howl, gripping the chains tightly, shaking uncontrollably.
He continued until her pussy was the same shade as her ass and thighs. He then quit and chuckled, an evil glint in his eyes. "Do you want to cum toy?"
"Yes M'Lord, very much." She almost screamed, straining at the shackles.
He chuckled again, "Does my toy crave release?"
Her whole body seemed to throb. "I do M'Lord." She whimpered, shivering so hard the chains were rattling.
He stepped closer to her and growled, "Not yet. You will absolutely not cum until I tell you you can. If you do it stops at once. Do you understand slut?"
She gulped and exhaled a ragged breath, still shaking uncontrollably. "I understand M'Lord." She whispered.
He reached around and pinched both her nipples, twisting them roughly. In a deep, demanding tone of voice he whispered, "Not only will it stop I will punish you in such a way that not only will you not enjoy it but you will remember it for a long time to come. Do you understand slut?"
She was quaking all over. Whimpering, she said, "I do understand M'Lord."
"Very good toy." He patted her gently on the ass then reached forward and grabbed there sets of adjustable clamps off the bed. He draped them over his shoulder then started to pinch and pull on her nipples until they were rock hard. He then quickly attached a set of clamps to them.
She let out a loud wail as he tightened them down on her already sore and swollen nipples.
He chuckled evilly, "What's the matter toy? Did that hurt a wee bit? No matter, it'll get worse before I get done. He then squatted down and attached the next set to each of her pussy lips, ignoring her squirming around.
She let out a ear piercing scream when he attached the final clamp to her clit. Sweat was pouring off of her and she was taking great gulps of air while she tried to regain her self control.
He stepped back and leaned against the wall, arms folded across his chest, watching her, a smile playing at the corners of his mouth. He was waiting for her to calm down slightly so he could continue.
When she seemed to not be shaking so much and appeared to be breathing more normally again he stepped forward and added a small weight to each of the clamps.
She threw her head back, shut her eyes and let out a long, high pitched whimpering noise.
He chuckled long and low, watching her. He then stepped behind her once again, raking his claws down her back to her ass then from her knees up her thighs.
She arched up, threw her head back and moaned loudly, shivering all over.
He grinned and chuckled deeply. He then leaned forward and picked up the hairbrush. He stepped back and started to spank over her ass and inner thighs, hitting over the already inflamed welts.
She pulled the chains taut and started quaking. Her ass and thighs felt as though they were on fire, a delicious torment that had her on the verge of insanity. She wanted release but she also wanted more of what he was doing.
He gave her an extra hard smack across the biggest welt on her ass then grabbed her by the hair and yanked her head back. He growled in her ear, "Beg! You will beg me or it will all stop."
