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“Pizza, it is my queen,” I whisper.
“Seriously?” She asks. She is still so surprised when I say yes, but that is the only word I will ever fucking use with her.
I nod and smile as I force her to walk into the elevator. She releases her grip on my arm and makes her way to the back, turning around and placing her hands on the railing; that fucking dress.
“But I think I would prefer to have dessert first,” I whisper. The doors shut, and the elevator starts to go down. Her breathing starts to increase as I quickly walk into her and then kneel in front of her. Being on my knees for her is something I will always do. She needs validation. I will give it to her. She needs to be worshipped. I will do it. She needs me to make her scream my name. I will fucking do it.
I grab onto the bottom of her dress and slowly lift it, exposing her naked body underneath. She is already ready for me. I hold the dress up against her stomach with my left hand as I wrap my right hand around her, resting against her ass. I look up at her. She is looking down at me. She is holding tightly onto the railing.
“I need to taste you bambino,” I whisper as my eyes look back down at her pussy, her perfect fucking pink pussy. I lean in and start to kiss, then I open my mouth and begin to lick between her folds. A groan leaves me as her juices enter my mouth, and she pushes her pussy into my face as I start to suck. She moans as my tongue goes through her folds and finds her entrance. Her hand grabs onto my hair and pulls, making me growl as I push my tongue into her pussy, feeling her wrap tightly around me as she pulls on my hair. I pull out my tongue and allow her to help me stand by pulling my hair, which honestly fucking turns me on more.
I place my hands on the wall on either side of her head. Her breathing is unsteady as she opens her eyes, and her entire body is shaking against me as I lean into her, making damn fucking sure she can’t move. “I want to give you the world. I want to give you me,” I whisper shaky.
Her eyes rapidly search mine.
“Please let me in. Please trust me with your fears, your madness, your unhinged fucking emotions,” I beg her, hearing the anxiety in my voice.
“Christian,” she whispers.
I take a deep, shaky breath as my head and body lean into her. I stop when my lips almost touch hers. “If you die, I die; if you live, I will live with you,” I whisper.
I watch the tears roll down her face as I lean in, smashing my lips to hers. I keep my eyes on hers as she opens her mouth, allowing me in. She wraps her hands around me again, resting her hands against my back, but I don’t stiffen this time. My body doesn’t want to move away from her touch this time.
Fuck no, if I am asking her to let me in, then I have to do the same. If I am asking her to trust me, then I fucking have to do the same.
We are one, we are equal, we are the motherfucking King and Queen.
42
Nicole
“Perfect mixture of understanding and chaos.”
Christian takes my hand as he leads me into the park. The weather is not too cold. Other couples are walking around, talking and laughing. We both have been quiet since dinner and then the movie. There are so many people everywhere. I have forgotten how big this city is. I have forgotten how many people live here. Being around a lot of people still makes me feel weird. I can feel them staring at me, but honestly, I don’t know if it is me they are staring at or Christian.
I used to love this city. I used to love being out and about, but now it makes me feel nervous and out of place. My heart is racing as we continue to make our way deeper into the park. The moon and stars are showing their faces. The park is quiet, peaceful, and pleasant, but it also reminds me of the basement. Sebastian never allowed there to be light, and I got so used to the darkness, but now I want the light. My skin wants the light, even though this is the first time I have left our building since returning to this city.
My mind, body, soul, and heart feel safe when I am inside, but out here, I feel naked and vulnerable. Anything can happen out here. I take a deep, shaky breath. Christian is here. Christian is here. He won’t let anything happen to me.
I look up at the sky as the voices start to get louder inside my head, as my body feels the men’s hands on me, their dicks inside me, their whispers in my ear promising me that I am theirs to use and abuse.
Each man said the same thing to me eventually. Not only were their words the same, but their voices and touch eventually felt the same and became the same. They all said how I was theirs, how I was special. And a lot of other nonsense words that any normal girl would want to hear from a man, but I am not an ordinary girl, and my situation is not fucking normal either. A woman should want to hear those words, but they just make me want to throw up. They make me want to run, and my vision starts to blur as the memory takes over my mind, taking me away from Christian and forcing me back into the nightmare.
2 1/2 Years Held Captive
Once again, the door opens, and my heart drops as I hear the footsteps of at least three men. My lungs fill with a shaky breath as I open my eyes and look down. Sebastian is standing next to the bed; one man is standing at the foot of the bed, and the other is standing on the other side.
All three of them smile as they lean down and start to undo the chains, making my heart sink. Sebastian pulls out a set of handcuffs and wraps them around the metal frame above my head. As soon as the chains are removed, all three of them have their hands on me, forcing me to turn over onto my stomach. The man on the end of the bed holds my ankles as Sebastian puts my left wrist into the cuff, and the man on the right does the same with my right wrist.
I look over at Sebastian, and he has already removed his pants. The man who has my ankles lifts me, forcing me to grab onto the metal bar. Sebastian slides underneath me, holding onto his dick as the man on my right puts his hand on my back, and the man that has my ankles lower me down onto Sebastian’s dick.
“Please stop,” I scream as I feel Sebastian’s dick enter my already sore pussy. Sebastian grabs onto my hips, keeping me in place as the man that has his hand on my back pushes down and puts his other hand on my stomach, forcing me to push my ass out. I slightly turn my head as the man releases my ankles, lowers his pants and boxers, and crawls onto the bed behind me. He grabs onto his dick and positions himself at my ass. My body starts to shake as the tears roll down my face as Sebastian starts to move his hips, and the man behind me leans over me, grabbing onto my hair and pulling my head back, making me scream as he pushes his dick into my ass, stretching me making my body shake more.
“Please, no,” I scream.
“Shut the fuck up, you dirty whore,” all three of them scream at me as the man behind me starts to push in and out of my ass as Sebastian continues to move his hips, pushing his dick deeper into my pussy.
“No!” I scream as I rip my hand from Christian’s. The tears escape and roll down my face as I take a deep breath. I rapidly look around for the fastest way to fucking get out of here. I rapidly continue to look around the park for the easiest way to run. Running is easier, running is safer, running is the only fucking thing I know how to do.
