Intertwined: love, fire and sacrifice

5. Huge Mistake

* This chapter contains kinky s*x. If you don't feel comfortable with this kind of content, please skip the chapter. *

Laius

My Liv was behaving oddly today. I was getting worried, starting to think that Medeia gave her the wrong potion, the Persuasion Potion shouldn’t make Sugar act like this. It was supposed to make convincing her to stay in Hell with me easier, and only that. But now I’m seeing my delicious Kitten enjoying herself again. She just needed some fun. And that I can give her.

“Yes, Master. Please punish me.” She sounds so eager, breathy and sensual.

I stroke that round delectable globes and run a finger from the end of her spine to her butthole, making my Sugar shiver. She is so responsive. My c*ck twists when she calls me Master. How I want to punish pleasuring her. T*rture her until she melts in ecstasy. 

I take the feather again from one of the table drawers and run it across my female’s spine, what earns me a soft mewl. She does sound like a wild kitten. A kitten that I will tame with my c*ck.

I stroke one of her luscious butt-cheeks with the feather and give the other one a loud spank. My kitten gasps again and squirms.

“Keep still, female.” I order in a rasp.

“Will you whip me, Master?” she asks in a breathy hot voice that do things to my d*ck.

“Oh Kitten, are you that eager to be whipped? Do you want to be wrecked?” I ask, as I spank her round perfect butt again.

“I want you Master.” She answers in a moan. I want to be patient and take my time teasing and provoking her, but talking like this she doesn’t make it easy.

“You are such a teaser. That will grant you extra punishment.” I say giving her creamy skin a double smack.

“It’s just what I want Master, I am not teasing.” She protests.

Another huge mistake. “You will learn to be patient and less demanding, Sugar.” I tease her, smirking.

I get a ball gag and lean on her, putting it in her mouth. “The only sounds I want to hear from you are your muffled moans and screams, Kitten.”

She nods a tad frantic. I lean down to her side and whisper in her ear, “Bear with me and let me know if it’s too much, okay, love?” I lick her ear, making her cry out in pleasure. She nods again.

I give her another couple of smacks as my fingers find the entrance to my favourite place, I caress the walls of her p*ssy harshly, as her muffled moans and gasps fill the room. After the skin of her butt is beautifully pink, I lick it, pepper wet kisses around and blow my breath onto it, soothing her. My fingers never stop their furious movement in and out my woman. She tries to grind her hips against my fingers to increase the friction.

“Don’t move, be a good Kitten!” I hold her still by grabbing her hip firmly. My other hand goes up her slit and gives her a beautiful and loud smack, she whimpers as my hand leaves her p***y. Such a greedy woman. I will give her what she wants, I will give her something bigger.

I look for a special whip in the drawer, one that won't hurt my Sugar, just give her the right amount of er*tic pain to give her the best o*gasms of her life. I take this whip and run it across her skin, from her back to her thighs. The cold material against her skin makes her quiver a bit.

“Are you sure you want my big whip, Sugar?” I ask her and she nods.

In a swift movement, I turn my own clothes into ash and start whipping her using my very hard c*ck. The pre-c*m makes the skin of her ass glisten and she moans-gasp in a soft and sexy sound that makes my d*ck throb more. After I few more slams, I slid my d*ck down into her p*ssy and fill her whole in a single movement. She takes my more than 10 inches with a moan.

“So wet for me… so delicious.” I hold her hip firmly and give her fast, hard powerful thrusts, as my other hand gets the whip and bangs it against her pink butt. I hear her muffled scream and feel her inner walls clenching around my c*ck. She is one naughty girl.

“I am giving you what you want, Sugar!” I tell her as I give her a harder whip this time. After few more whips and crushing jabs I ask her. “Do you want more? Tell me what you want, my female.”

“Your hands on me, they feel better than the whip. I want only you on me and in me, Master.” She says in a breathy plea into my mind. I can feel her want and her need through our bond, how even though she already has me deep inside her, she’s still aching for me.

I drop the whip and my hands smack her butt and thighs making her moan.

My other hand reaches for her clit and I rub it in circular and slow movements to drive her crazy. Her moans grow in intensity.

“Come for me!” I husk, trying to hold back my own release. I don’t want to come just yet. As if she was just waiting for these words, I feel her strangling my d*ck inside her, grabbing furiously into it. F*ck! I will come too. She feels too good. As her body starts convulsing and her cries fill the room, I start releasing ropes and ropes of warm c*m inside my female. After we both stop panting, I pull out of her, what earns me another whimper.

“Oh, little Sugar, I don't want to leave you either. But I need to turn you around.” I say using the intimacy of our mental link.

Be in her head was only not better than be inside her p*ssy, b*tthole or plump mouth. She hums a moan as a reply. I unchain her and turn her around, now I can look at her beautiful and flushed face. I capture each of her n*pples in my mouth and take my time sucking them gently and l*cking their tender and aching skin. Her eyes slip close and she mewls.  I take the gag bell from her and kiss her mouth roughly. I am starving for her lips.

“Tell me what you want my Queen.” I say as one of my hands reach down her clit and teases it.

“Your c*ck, inside me.” She says in a moan.

I curse under my breath. “Where, in your sweet mouth, your wet p*ssy or your b*tthole?” I ask, a big grin across my face.

“All…” she answers breathlessly.

“You are such a greedy wild Kitten. That way I’ll need to punish you again. And again.” I say pinching her clit.

She breathes a moan. I scoop her in my arms again and lay her down on the Saint Andrew’s Cross shaped table in the corner of the dungeon. I chain her legs and arms. And twist her oversensitive n*pple, she gasps, and I take advantage of that to swiftly shove my d*ck into her mouth. Her eyes wide in surprise.

“I am only making your wishes come true” I reply her not voiced question, smirking.

I thrust into her mouth roughly and she takes every inch of my d*ck very willingly, licking, sucking it and moving her throat muscles to squeeze my member. Before coming in her throat, I go between her legs and lance her dripping p*ssy with my c*ck. Sucking me made her even wetter. I stand there ponding deeply into her walls again but looking at her beautiful face contorted in ecstasy this time. She feels so good, so wet and so tight around me. I squeeze one of her perfect t**s lightly and smack her thigh simultaneously.

“You are just leaving this room when you are not able to walk anymore for at least a day.” I tell her as I lean down to nip her perky breasts. I hear her breath quickening and smell her arousal leaking even more from her delectable p*ssy.

I pull out from inside her and turn the Saint Andrew’s Cross shaped table. Now she is standing in front of me attached to a proper Saint Andrew’s Cross, still totally restrained and totally mine to do whatever I want to her. She gasps at my sudden movement and I smirk at her.

My hands roam around her delicious body, a bead of sweat is glistening on her forehead and her collarbone, her skin is flustered due to our rough games. She looks at me expectantly. I twist her erected n*****s hardly as I kiss the crock of her neck, making her moan. I open her chains with a wave of my hand and scoop my woman in my arms before she falls to the floor, her legs were quite wobbly.

I take her to the wooden stock, she is on all fours, and her hands and head are restrained, hanging slightly in the 3 holes of the medieval instrument. Her tight a*shole is totally exposed to me, as it is supposed to be. I enter her in a sudden movement, what earns me a cry from my Sugar. My hands find her breasts, I squeeze and twist them as I ride her roughly.

My hand goes down to rub her clit and I do it in a painfully slow pace as I thrust in a brutal speed into her rear hole. I know she likes it; she is a very wild feline. My perfect mate in every way. Her tightness is driving me mad. She squirms in protest at my slow strokes.

“Kitten! Keep still or I will punish you further!” she only moans in response “Answer me!” I command as I shove deep into her.

“Yes, Ma-aster.” I continue my movements, but she squirms again.

“Oh. You are a very misbehaved feline.” I spank her pink bottom making her moan, the second time I smack her ass cheek she squirms again. “You are in trouble, Sugar!” I husky while I take her hard and my caresses on her clit gain intensity too, as my pressure to her lush boob. I pinch her nub and enter two fingers into her p*ssy suddenly, making her moan, I can feel her walls clenching against my fingers, she is close.

“I didn’t allow you to come yet!” my hazy voice trails off. I can feel her trying to close her legs to contain the building up of her pleasure, so I take my hand off of her tit and slam it on her tight, spreading her legs for me.

“Master, please” she begs in a sweet moan.

“No kitten. You disobeyed; you don’t deserve to come now.” She whimpers at my words.

I shove into her ass again and again until I empty my seed deep inside her rear hole, a guttural growl of pleasure exploding in my chest. My woman could satisfy all my feral and guttural needs, like no one ever even came close to do.

I run my hands sensually from her breast to her hips, squeezing it. “Such a good Kitten, you held it back for me. I will make you come, Sugar. But before, I will punish you for squirming.”

“Yes, Master.” Her voice is so breathy, it makes my c*ck that is still buried inside her, fully hard again, she wails as it twitches involuntary inside her back hole. I pull it off and clean it with a towel, getting ready for our next game. I free my female and carry her to our next toy. The Strappado. She buries her head into my chest and whimpers.

“What do you want, Sugar?” I ask through our mental bond, speaking to her over it always makes me feel closer to her, makes me feel warmer. Wrapped inside her beautiful, bustling and ingenious mind.

“To come. Please, Master.” Her voice sounds weak even through the mind link. I caress her hair gently.

“You will come hard, Sweets.” I put her on the floor to her feet but keep I steady hold on her waist. I know how mushy and hazy her head is and how woozy her legs are. I lift her up a tad and hold her hands above her head, tying her wrists with a rope that hangs from the ceiling. I let her out of my arms, her legs can’t reach the floor, she is hanging by her wrists 30 centimetres from the floor. She lets out a small wail and looks at me, anticipation dancing in her deep blue eyes. I capture her in my arms again and she wraps her legs around my waist, I adjust her and enter her sweet slit again. My grasp on her tightening, I lift her chin and give her a fervent kiss.

…………….

Liv

His deliciously warm tongue enters my mouth and makes me melt. I am so hazy that I’m quite sure I am literally melting like butter. My wrists are slightly hurting, but all other sensations are overpowered by the swing of his fiery tongue dominating over my mouth and his member making me throb for him even though I already have him deep within my walls.

He takes me raw, and I can feel in each thrust and through the bond how primal and endless is his need and his craving for me.

His hold on me tight and possessive.

“Mine” his guttural voice reverberate inside my mind. “Only mine.”

“Only yours… Master…yours.” I say out loud between pants and moans, throwing my head back at the crushing feeling of pleasure filling me, at his manhood filling me. I am so full of him, but I want more.

My stomach is fluttering like mad butterflies are spinning their wings inside it. I am exhausted and my body is a sore and raw mess. But I still ache for more. I ache for satisfying him fully, be everything he needs, filling his emptiness and taking away his pain. As if I could take his pain away with my body, by taking him inside of me. Comforting him inside of me and giving him the life and the affection he is desperate for.

I also ache for letting him satisfy me and take me to unknown limits of pleasure, in amounts that borders madness. I urge to satiate his hunger and have all my hunger and appetite quenched by him. And we take each other like two desperate and ravishing animals, like two longing and yearning souls.

His thrusts get faster and his mouth that was kissing and nipping my neck claims my mouth again. I open my mouth for him, tasting him, stroking his tongue with mine, sucking his lips.

“Hungry kitten” he mutters against my mouth. I can hear a smirk in his voice. I nip his lips again.

“Hungry for you.” I let out these words and a moan. Apparently, I can’t open my mouth to speak without crying out in pleasure.

He swallows my moan and the next ones that follows it. His ponds get faster and erratic, he angles his hips slightly and now every thrust is touching that sensitive spot inside me and scratching my inner walls with his harsh caresses. My legs are getting shaky, my stomach is fluttering, and I feel a nod in my womb clenching and unclenching. My cries of pleasure are breathy and desperate as I come around his member. He f*cks me through my o*gasm and soon I can feel the warm and delicious sensation of him coating my insides with his warm c*m.

My core explodes with the sparkles and tingles of his d*ck spasming inside me and his thick seed being released, making me come again. “Mmmmmmm… Master. Laius….” I say in a panting hazy voice. I don’t even know if I said it out loud or through our bond. My mind is so foggy, I am so lost in the throes of our raw lovemaking. Heck, I am so over-sensitive today.