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I can practically see the steam coming out of his ears, the fury in his eyes, and I know I’ll likely pay for this later at some point, when he’s not so fucking horny. But right now, his lust and his obsession are winning out, just as I’d hoped. He’s rock hard, his cock tenting the gray fabric, and I know he’s a fraction away from giving in.
“Fine,” Mikhail grinds out, grabbing my arm none too gently. “You better act like it’s the best fucking time of your life,suka,” he hisses as he drags me out of the bathroom, through the bedroom, and towards the stairs. “And don’t eventhinkabout trying to get away from me today.”
With the promise of water only moments away, I’m not sure I could even formulate the thought. I let him march me down the stairs, through the house into the kitchen, to the table that he’d tied me up beside yesterday.
I watch, motionless, mouth parched as he opens the refrigerator and pours me a glass of cold water. Jaw set, he turns to face me, bringing it to me and holding it out. “Quickly,” he says, his voice an irritated growl. “Before I change my mind.”
I don’t give him even a second to think twice. I grab for it, all thoughts of playing it coy gone as I gulp it down. It’s cold and wet and refreshing, and one glass isn’t enough, but I know it’s all I’m going to get for now. When it’s gone, I wish I’d savored it, but I know I couldn’t have slowed down.
As I set the glass down on the table, Mikhail raises an eyebrow at me, his expression clearly saying that he expects me to argue, to fight, to try to back out of the deal. “Well?” he says, watching me with an almost curious look in his eyes, as if he’s wondering what exactly I’m going to do next. “You got what you wanted.”
Now is your chance to catch him off guard. To leave him a little off-balance. To draw him in even more.
I reach up, running my fingers down his bare chest, over the broad planes of muscle as I gently nudge him backwards, to the chair behind him. “Ialwayskeep my promises,” I tell him sweetly, but I make sure there’s a hint of a bite to the words, a threat that I might be able to make good on later, if I’m lucky. “You kept your part of the deal, so now it’s my turn.”
I flatten my hands against his chest, sliding them down his hard abdomen, and I feel his sharp intake of breath. No matter how cruel or brutal a man he might be, he can’t hide how much he wants me, how much I affect him–and something about that affects me too, no matter how much I try to fight it.
It makes me want to bring him to his knees with it, with how much he lusts for me, to feel that same power turned around back on him. The thought of it is dizzying, and it makes mewantto do this. To feel him lose control again. To know that for the next several minutes, I’m no longer the helpless one.
“You should sit down,” I say softly. “Get comfortable.Enjoythis.”
The last word is a purr on my lips, and I feel the shudder of arousal that runs through him. “If you bite my cock again,” Mikhail says thickly, “there won’t be a tooth left in your mouth, afterwards.”
I smile at him, dropping my hands to the waistband of his sweatpants as I start to push them down his hips. “Oh,malysh,” I murmur, the Russian word thick with sarcasm as I turn his use of endearments back on him. “I’m going to give you the best fucking blowjob of your life.”
I can feel the promise reverberate through him as the material slides down his thighs, his straining cock springing free. It’s nearly brushing his abs, thick and hard and swollen with need, and he sinks backwards with a groan onto the chair, his eyes dark with lust as he watches me tug the pants away and toss them to one side.
Slowly, I reach down, spreading his legs open as I sink down to my knees. I let my expression go soft and sultry, looking at him as if there’s nothing more that I want in the entire fucking world than to taste his cock again. I slide my hands up his inner thighs, slowly, fingers moving closer to the wide shaft inches from my face, and I remind myself why I’m doing this.
I’m going to show him just how good it can be, when he makes me want to please him. When he stops hurting me. When he gives in to his desires.
I’m going to wind his obsession into a rope, and when it’s enough to tie a noose with, I’m going to fucking hang him with it.
I press my hands against the tops of his upper thighs, leaning in. With wide eyes, I look up at him as I flick my tongue out, straining upwards to reach the very tip of his cock, where a droplet of pre-cum is starting to slide down his taut flesh, over the soft spot just beneath the head where I know he’s sensitive. I press my tongue there, lapping up the salty liquid, and Mikhail breathes in sharply.
“I told you to suck it and make me come,” he growls, one of his hands coming up to knot in my hair. “I didn’t say fucking sit there and tease me.”
I pause, pulling back and pouting at him. “Do you want me to make you come fast?” I ask silkily, letting my gaze drop from his eyes down to his cock, sliding over it lustfully. “Or do you want me to keep my promise a moment ago, and give you the best blowjob you’ve ever had?”
I lean forward, rubbing the tip of my tongue over that spot again. “A good blowjob isn’t fast,” I murmur softly. “And I know you don’t like it when I lie to you.”
Slowly, I curl my tongue around the swollen head, rubbing the soft heat against his sensitive flesh, and then I look up at him again. “I’ll make you come so hard,malysh.You just have to be patient.”
Mikhail’s jaw clenches, his eyes flashing, and for one terrifying second I think he’s caught on to what I’m doing, the long game that I’m trying to play. And then, slowly, he relaxes back in his chair as I slide my tongue around the head again, a low groan slipping from his lips.
“That sounds good,kotenok,” he murmurs, his hand relaxing in my hair. “A long, slow blowjob, from my good little kitten. And then–” His hips twitch as I lick up another drop of pre-cum, still looking at him with wide, innocent eyes that–I hope–don’t hold even a hint of what I’m actually thinking. “Then,krasotka, you swallow every drop. Or I’ll make sure that pretty pussy stays bruised and needy for as long as I feel is necessary. Don’t forget–”
His hand slides around to cup my chin, my lips still nearly brushing his cock. “You have two holes besides your pussy for me to use,kotenok,” he murmurs. “And neither of those will make it so easy for you to come.”
I nod wordlessly, not trusting myself to speak. Since my captivity here began, after what he’d done to me in his apartment, I’d wondered when he might decide to fuck me in the ass. I’d hoped he might not. It’s not something I’ve ever done or wanted to do, and I dread the moment that Mikhail’s obsession crosses that line.
Forcing the thought out of my head, I lean forward, wrapping one of my hands around the base of his thick cock. I hear his low groan from above me, and I swirl my tongue around the tip again, his pre-cum flowing faster now. I lap it up, whimpering softly as if I’m enjoying the taste, shifting between his thighs as I slowly move my hand at the base of his cock, stroking him with soft, slow movements as I focus all my attention on his sensitive cockhead at first.
I know how to give a good blowjob. I always enjoyed reducing men to begging messes at the prospect of coming in my mouth, teasing them until they pleaded with me to let them come in my mouth, on my face, on my tits. I never let any of them do that, of course, not until Mikhail took it. I swallowed for a few, but most of them I enjoyed sucking right up until the brink, and then watching as their faces twisted in mingled disappointment and pleasure as I stroked their orgasms out of them, making them come on their stomachs and thighs instead of debasing me with their cum the way they wanted to.
Now, I don’t get much of a choice. But as I lick down Mikhail’s cock, still slowly stroking as I explore the shaft with my tongue, I can feel my own arousal starting to heat my blood, making my fidgeting between his thighs real instead of just a pretense. When I come back up, wrapping my lips around his cockhead as my tongue rubs against it, I can see his face taking on that soft, slack expression of a man lost in pleasure, and the rush of power that goes through me is dizzying.
Careful, Natalia. You’ll start to get caught up in your own game, just like he did.
