Forbidden Desires

“I have seen you looking at me all night. Do you want me?” Sky asked the brunette with the hazel eyes that sat at the far end of the bar all alone.

“Yes well I am looking to make a mistake and seems like you’d be just the right combination for it”

“Well, I am.”

With that Sky wrapped his arms around her thin waist and kissed her. He still felt nothing. He was not sure what would take away this feeling of emptiness. As if nothing could exist in this moment. Neither pain nor anger. Just a simple state of nothingness.

He had come to the bar to drink. Let the walls of his brain down long enough to feel but upon failing that he decided guilt might just be the best option. And so here he was, his hands holding the flimsy synthetic green dress ripping it apart in a room that contained only a handful of men. Inviting leering eyes of men to watch the woman in front of him clad in nothing put a thong.

The brunette simply smiled unabashedly, not even trying to cover her modesty. A round of cheer came from a group of what appeared to be college men from the back of the bar. As they slowly moved closer watch her. Sky did not stop kissing her; his tongue tasted the charred flavor of vodka cherry burning his tongue.

His palms moved to cup her brėȧsts as they brushed her nɨppŀės into attention.

“Why don’t you boys join us?” Sky invited to humiliate the brunette further.

Swinging her over his shoulders Sky carried her to his apartment in nothing but thongs.

“I am going to call you say… Tessa. Yes that seems like a suitable name…”

“And what should I call you” The brunette with the hazel eyes asked.

“What do you want to call me?”

“Master.”

“Well, yes I like that very much Tessa. Now, let’s head inside?”

Sky lead the hazel eyed Tessa inside the studio apartment next to his house, revealing a sėx room painted in the shade of black. A bed dominated the center of the room while the large St. Andrews Cross draped at the wall opposite it. There was a sound system in the entire apartment. The studio apartment lacked a kitchen or a bathroom. The wall of the bathroom had been broken down to reveal a circular shaped Jacuzzi bathtub and a hand shower. It lacked a wall to be completely replaced by glass, showing off the view of the city.

Sky pulled Tessa to his body, crushing her lips against his, tasting her with urgency. His hands moving down her body, making himself acquainted with the contours of her body till his palms finally reached her sėx.

His forefinger curled around the thing string of the thong. Tessa felt the back of his knuckle trace her sėx, arousing her with languid strokes. Just enough to elicit a response, to build the slow burning fire between her legs but not enough to push her off the edge.

She felt the rough texture of the wood on her back as Sky lifted her hands above her body. Without breaking the kiss he tied her wrists to the cross, pulling at her wrists to check them.

He broke their kiss taking away the sweet sanctuary of his tongue from her as his body knelt in front of her. His palms between her thɨġhs pushing them apart, positioning each ankle at the two ends of the cross before tying them as well. Finally he retrieved his napkin from his pocket and gaged her mouth shut.

He stood back for a moment watching her. Watching her brėȧsts heave with want. They weren’t as large as he preferred much like Tessa’s. His eyes tracing her small waist to settle on the little brown curls between her legs. She stood there nȧkėd and spread like his victory flag. His personal whore just waiting to be fuċkėd. He watched for a long time. Seducing her with the ŀust in his eyes and nothing else.

Watching her till he noticed the muscle of her thɨġhs strain to close her spread legs so as to relive some pressure. He then walked to her cupping her sėx in his palm. Feeling her drip between his fingers. Scissoring her sėx open he began to trace the margins of her sėx. Increasing the intensity of her arousal as he whispered against the hard pebbles of brown brėȧsts.

“Well aren’t you at my mercy now, you little sŀut. Tell me something Tessa… do you always so easily let men spread your legs?”

She simply mȯȧnėd something nonsensical, as her eyes closed, overwhelmed by her own arousal. Sky continued his ȧssault, “Speak to me if you want to come you little sŀut!”

“Yes...”

Sky rewarded her by plunging a finger deep inside her. Making her gasp.

“Now, Tessa do you want to play?”

“Good I am in the mood to play. Too bad those college boys could not join, eh? It would have been more fun?”

“Yes…”

She watched Sky move away, pulling out various things from the ċhėst of drawers near the window. After placing his phone on the dock and starting ‘Take You Dancing’ Sky walked back to stand behind her.. Placing the eye mask over her eyes he began.