Literal Garbage

Her Tutor

(This is just........ this is just so fucked up, like oh my god. I swear to god I know what a healthy BDSM relationship looks like, and it's not this. Very 50 shades of greyish. I'm not even ironically apologizing for this. I'm genuinely saying sorry for manifesting this mess into the world.)

I knew he was coming, well obviously... it was wrong that I loved him and he loved me. It really was. I was 18 and he was 23 and he was the man my parents hired to tutor me. But I loved him I really did. I heard the knock to the front door and my father's voice greet him. "Damian, how's she doing?" He asked. I heard his voice next which sent shivers down my spine. "She's just fine, making steady progress." He comforted my worried father.

That was true, he wouldn't take me until I finished whatever I needed to do. I had a feeling it was just him teasing me and not for my studies. I heard my mother then say hello, and ask him how his trip was. He wanted to take me to Colorado but I could never explain that. "How has she been over the few weeks I was gone?" Damien asked.

"She did fine, nothing went up or dropped." I knew that wasn't the answer he was looking for. He wanted to know if I was okay, not if my grades were. I shot him a text "hurry up, I really missed you." He read it and tried to tie up the conversation. Yeah we'd called each other and had phone sex a few times but my hands couldn't do anything like his could.

"Please tell me you don't have anything else tonight to do?" He begged through text. "No, I did it all earlier..." I really had worked my ass off, I knew he would be just as frustrated or more when he got back. "Good, god I want you so bad... your parents keep talking..." he shot back. I texted back the picture I had took of myself earlier, maybe I got to tease a little bit too. I heard a small grunt from him downstairs. "I'm gonna go see what we need to get done tonight..." he said his voice shaky. He shuffled up the stairs and walked into my room quickly. I was lucky my parents couldn't hear anything, I had really advanced hearing.

I stood up as a reaction and walked over to him, he shoved me up against the wall. "Oh Samantha, samantha..." he kissed me aggressively. He pulled down to my neck to give me a hickey. "Fuck me!" I demanded breathy. I was in all senses him submissive, he shoved my hands above my head. God he was hot. "I love you so much..." I had never said that to him. He froze, looked up at me "you're trying to kill me woman..." he looked into my eyes and then returned to kissing me. He had said it before and and I didn't respond I just shook my head yes.

"You should have come to Colorado..." he teased my nipples now. Pinching and tugging really hard. It made me want to scream out. "Why is that?" I asked. "Because I kept thinking about you... at one point I even had to relive myself in a restaurant's bathroom." He squeezed harder. "But it didn't feel as good as you soft flesh, and tight cunt." he slapped my cunt through my jeans. It was enough to make me moan even louder. "What are you gonna do about it?" I asked. "Punish you to the fullest extent..." he pulled my hair and pushed himself closer to me.

"I own you, you are mine..." he whispered in my ear. "Yes, I am your play toy." I moaned out. "But don't ever forget that you're also my mate..." he said breaking his dom behavior for a few seconds. "Fuck me... I want you to punish me." I begged I could feel his erection pressed up against me. "Remember on the phone... oh you moaned so loud... I wanted to drive back home right then and there and tear you apart." He pushed me up against the wall again with his hands picking me up off of my feet. He threw me on the bed and got out my rope And tied me up.

He knew how tight I was, and normally he was careful with me. But today he didn't care he went in all the way in the first thrust quickly. It made me tear up and I let out a pained cry. "God I'm sorry Samantha, I forgot..." he looked deep into my eyes and wiped my tears. I loved the pain, I loved that it made me cry. "Keep going!" I begged. "I'll hurt you..." he reasoned. "NO! Please!" I begged. "Okay..."