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Rough Love - 2/2 (*slash and spoilers*)
For disclaimer and such, see part one.
Thanks for all your support!
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I stand perfectly still, barely able to keep my breathing normal as he casually walks around me,
inspecting me. I still can't believe that I'm standing completely naked in his hotel room. The mere
scent of him is making my knees go weak. It's a manly mixture of tobacco, alcohol, leather, and his
unique spicy cologne.
God, I'm pathetic. I haven't gotten laid in so long that I feel like a giddy teenager with him.
I watch him as tries to intimidate me. God, he's huge. He's pulled off his shirt and unbuckled his
belt and the button to his jeans. Damn, he's all man and I am intimidated.
For a brief moment, I feel light headed and stumble a little.
"You alright?" He asks with a smirk.
"Yes," I whisper, desperately trying to compose myself. Since I entered his room, I had almost
swooned twice. The first time was when he told me to remove my clothes. I almost passed out
cold, but he had been there to catch me. Damn, I've never been this desperate for anything.
I gasp as he stops directly in front of me and toys with my collar. "Do you know what this
symbolizes?" He asks.
"That I belong to you," I quickly reply, proud of myself that I knew the answer.
He smiles. God, he's got a beautiful smile. "What else?"
What else? I look at him puzzled. The whole domination scene really wasn't my thing, but I was
game if he was doing the dominating.
I shake my head. "I don't know."
"You will do what I tell you to without hesitation. Never, ever, question my decisions or requests.
To make it simple, you obey me. You will only find pleasure at my hands, not your own or others.
In other words, you do not come unless I give you permission. In return, I will love, provide,
protect, and satisfy your every sexual need."
I try to process everything he is saying. "I'll be your slave," I whisper with a slight frown.
He laughs at loud. "Basically, but I promise you one thing boy, you'll love every minute of it."
I can't stop the moan that escapes my throat at the husky promise, nor the shiver that runs down
my spine, causing my cock to twitch in anticipation.
He smiles as he pulls me against his huge, hard body. "Do you accept this arrangement?" He asks
with a smirk, already knowing the answer, but needing to hear me say it.
"Yes," I manage to choke out, gasping as I feel the warmth and hardness of his cock through his
leather pants as he presses closer to me.
His huge arms entwine around me tightly as he maneuvers me backwards to the bed.
I yelp as I stumble backwards, bringing him crashing down on top of me. Not that I would ever
complain. It just feels right having him on top of me.
He chuckles as his hands slide across my torso, pausing to grip and tweak one of my nipples,
causing me to arch up and moan.
"Sensitive," he whispers as he continues to torment the nipple. "I want them pierced," he
whispers in my ear, causing me to whimper.
He chuckles at my distress as his other hand slides downwards, gently caressing my balls. Oh
God, I hope he doesn't want anything down there pierced.
I'm surprised as his hand seems to ignore my aching cock, instead he is toying with my balls.
I'm so hard that it is starting to hurt. He leans up and presses his lips to mine, sliding his tongue
inside of my mouth, letting it swirl around with my tongue. A cross between a whimper and moan
escapes my throat, as a possessive growl escapes his.
"Mark," I whisper in desperation and need.
"Master," he whispers. "You will call me master in the bedroom."
"Yes.....Master," I whimper.
He grins as he pushes away from me, standing to his full glorious height in one graceful
movement. I watch as he unzips his pants and pushes them down. I lick my lips as I see his huge
cock spring free. He strokes it a couple of times as he looks down at me.
"Suck it," he growls.
I don't have to be told twice. I immediately crawl to corner of the bed on all fours and start to lick
at his huge member. I smile as I hear him growl, his fingers tangle in my hair as I slowly take him
into my mouth. He's so huge that I'm barely managing not to choke.
I feel him leaning and jump as one of his fingers slips inside of me, plunging deep. I feel him tense
and know that he's close.
"Fuck," he growls as he pulls away.
I look at him questionably.
"Crawl to the center of the bed and put your hands behind your back," he orders.
I look at him hesitantly.
"Do it or suffer the consequences," he growls.
I quickly comply. I'm surprised as he grabs my wrists and snaps a pair of soft, padded cuffs on
them.
I struggle with the cuffs, but to no avail. I'm helpless to whatever he has planned. I jump as I look
up and see him watching me with an amused look on his face.
"Don't hurt me," I whisper.
Before I can say more, he places a blindfold over my eyes. "Never," he whispers.
"Mark....I mean Master," I whimper in protest.
"Shhh, relax," he whispers as he presses a finger to my lips, silencing me.
Relax? He's quite a comedian. Relax? I've heard that bondage enhances sexual pleasure, but.......
All thoughts of protest and reservation vanish as he lays down beside of me and pulls me on top of
him, until I'm straddling him, forcing my head downwards as he presses his lips to mine. I melt
against him as his huge hands start to explore every inch of me. I curse silently to myself as I
struggle with the restraints that bind my wrists. I want to touch him, feel the rippling of his huge
muscles.
I whimper as his hands cup and squeeze the globes of my ass, spreading them.
He releases my mouth and slowly starts to suck and nibble at my neck. Fuck, I know he's leaving
a trail of bruises along my neck, marking me for all to see.
I moan as I realize that my cock is wedged between our bodies. I rock against him, grinding it into
his abdomen.
I yelp as he smacks my ass hard. "Not until I give you permission," he growls in warning.
I stop, but groan in frustration.
He merely chuckles. Damn, I want to see him. Touch him.
I jump as two slick fingers push deep inside of me. Damn, when had he lubed them?
"Does that feel good boy?" He asks in a deep husky voice, full of lust.
"Ummm........" I moan, too lost in the sensations to form an single word.
I push my hips backwards on the digits, impaling myself on them.
Mark chuckles. "Jason was a fool," he whispers as he adds another finger. "You're so tight."
For what seemed like hours, but was merely a matter of minutes, he had stretched me, prepared
me for his massive shaft.
"Ready for the real thing?" He growls.
I nod vigorously. I only wish I could see his face as he fucks me.
I had envisioned him laying me down and fucking me through the mattress, but apparently he has
a different idea. I feel the bed dip as he scoots up to the head of it and proceeds to fluff up pillows
behind his back. He pulls me to him, positioning me so that I'm astraddle of his lap.
For a brief moment, I want to protest. I want it rough and hard, but as the huge mushroom head
of his cock rubs against my opening, all protests are forgotten.
"Want me to take you for a ride boy?"
"Please Master," I whimper in desperation.
He grips my hips and forcibly impales me on his cock. A scream escapes my throat, but I'm
quickly silenced as his mouth covers mine, muffling my whimpers.
I struggle, but my hands are behind my back. I'm helpless as he arches upwards, spearing me
with his cock.
"How does it feel to be fucked by a real man boy?" He growls as he releases my mouth.
I can only whimper. He's tearing me apart. The knowledge that I won't be able to walk straight
for several days makes the pain even worse. Everyone will know what he did to me.
I see stars as he aims for my pleasure spot, causing me to cry out loud. The pain is quickly
replaced by need, and my body betrays me as it starts to grind against him.
"Harder!" I demand as I grind against him, my cock trapped between our bodies.
I'm so close.
He must have sensed it because he reaches between us and squeezes it at the base, stopping my
impending orgasm.
I moan in frustration.
"Not until I give you permission," he growls.
This permission crap totally sucks.
He grips my hips hard, almost bruising them as he rams upwards into me. His hand releases it's
death grip on my cock and slowly starts to stroke it.
"Come for me boy," he growls in my ear.
I obey as if my life depended on it. I spray his hand and our abdomens as I come hard and fast.
I moan in pleasure as he tenses and in return fills me with his seed, claiming me as his.
All I can do is lean in against him, resting my head on his massive chest as he tries to catch his
breath. I hear his huge heart beating and the post coital afterglow enfolds around me. I yawn as I
shut my eyes. My body was still trembling, but I was content as I feel his huge cock still twitching
inside of me.
~LATER~
I yawn and stretch as I slowly open my eyes. I'm relieved that the blindfold and cuffs are gone. I
smile as I realized that he's cleaned me up. I look over beside of me and Mark's gone. I can't
believe that I passed out.
So that was it. He fucked me and left me before I awoke.
I hear voices outside of the door and quickly get up to see who it is, shivering as the cool air of the
room hits my naked body.
My eyes widen as I peak through the small opening and see Blake and the bouncer standing there
talking to Mark. I watch as he hands them a roll of money and they shake hands like old friends.
Fuck! It was a set up, but how did he know I'd be there?
I watch as they leave and he heads back towards the room.
I run to the bed and quickly crawl under the covers.
As the door opens, I hold my breath.
I listen as he slowly removes his clothes. I barely control my gasp as he sits down on the bed. He
pauses and I can feel him watching me, before finally crawling under the covers with me.
"Your trembling," he whispers as he rolls me over and brushes my hair away from my face.
"You set me up," I whimper.
He smiles. "Yeah, I did."
I look at him shocked. I can't believe that he admitted it.
"Why?" I ask confused.
"I wanted you," he said simply. The look in his eyes was soft and full of emotion and longing, but
no hint of anger or animosity.
"How did you know I would go there?"
"You've been wearing that "fuck me" look all week," he said smiling as he stared at me.
I blush at the heat of his stare.
My fingers brush against the leather of my collar. "So I still belong to you?"
"Yep," he growls as he crawls on top of me pinning me against the bed. He leans down and sucks
on one of my nipples. "And I'm never going to let you go."
I smile as his huge body pins me to the bed. Why would I want to go anywhere? I've found my
rough love.
~THE END~