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Until just now, I couldn’t really know that it would feel good. When I’ve masturbated to the thought of him touching me, the night that I met him, I hoped that he would touch my breasts. When I came, I squeezed my own breasts and it felt really good. But Damien’s hands, touching me, are more pleasure than I can hardly stand. How can I feel so good and not be having an orgasm, I don’t know, but I’m eager for his touch. The way his eyes look at me builds a pressure in my stomach that is so close, already, to an orgasm. The man is pure sex. When he touches me, I melt. When he looks at me, he drags me down into the hottest parts of hell. And every second he doesn’t touch me more, I’m in the worst and best kind of torture. The anticipation could kill me with desire.
“Sarah, you want something more, you speak up,” Damien says. His voice is gruff, thick and heavy, and it makes my head spin.
There’s something about him saying my name in that dark voice full of wicked promises that makes me want to moan. Instead, I bite my lip and wonder how I should answer him. I don’t know what to say. I want to tell him that I don’t know what I want, but all I am able to muster up the courage to say is, “Don’t stop, please,” in a whimpering, pathetic voice. Will he take pity on me? Will the promises in his voice be the answers to my pleas?
“Get on your knees,” Damien says.
Confused, I drop to my knees. It is a strange feeling to have my knees pressing into the floor, looking up at him.
“Palms flat on your thighs,” he continues to command me. He’s so unreadable right now and it’s maddening. Am I in trouble? What is about to happen? I’m so exhilarated, but I can’t stop this feeling like I’m trying to run upstream. I’m hopelessly lost in what I’m doing, but I need to obey him. It isn’t as much fear as I would like it to be. Part of me that I just don’t understand, that part of me inside which I’ve never met before but is brought out by Damien, makes me eager to please him, draws me to obey him. I hope that there is a reward…if this is not a punishment. I wish that I knew what was happening.
“Here are the rules, baby girl,” Damien says. He looks me straight in the eyes when he calls me baby girl and my pussy soaks through my panties at the words. I see his inhale, a quick breath in his throat, like he knows. Something has passed between us, though I’m not exactly sure what. I just know that whatever it unlocked between us, I want to walk through that door. I want him to press my inside and show me every new thing that I know he can. I don’t know what’s in store for me but I want to feel it, explore it. I want to be whatever it is that he wants me to be. I’m ashamed at how strong my feelings are, and for a man who I think is going to sell me. I don’t want to be sold. I don’t think I even want to be owned, though something about Damien owning me thrills me. It also terrifies me. Could I ever be what he wants? I’m a virgin, after all. I don’t even know what’s going on here. I wonder how long he’ll make me wait, breathing in and out with my palms pressing into my thighs almost painfully with my nerves, and I realize when I catch his gaze that he’s doing this on purpose. Almost as if he can see that my mind is racing and he’s trying to make sure that I suffer. It is evil, pure and simple, but there’s something about his control exerted in every simple moment that is addicting. I want to know more of his control. I want to know that I’ve pleased him. More than anything I want to see some kind of struggle on his face, some kind of passion in his power. The way that he’d touched my breasts gave me a taste of his possessiveness and the way his raw power could turn into passionate sin, and that’s all I ache for. I want it any way he can give it to me.
“You are to listen to what I say, and follow each of my commands.” Damien cracks his knuckles. I look into his eyes, hoping to gauge his state of mind as he orders me, but something dark passes through his eyes and he gives me another command. “Eyes to the ground.”
