Sugar And Ice

chapter 7

Pov of Mila

" Please Dimitri don't do this." Slowly still crying while trying to break free and failing miserably. Dimitris eyes just making me burn with the way he's looking at me. Why is he having this effect on me?

"Now Mila, what kind of man would I be if I don't keep my word? Hitting is something I will not tolerate, unless of course it's only for pleasure." Moving swiftly towards me, like a hunter to his prey. Touching the chain on my right hand side bringing it down towards my arm, slowly touching his way to my breast. I try to move away but what ever little movements i get, i only make the cuffs cutt into my wrists and ankles. Dimitri just chuckles at my discomfort. I watch him close his eyes, breathing in deep and tilting his head back.

"I can smell your arousal Mila, and that pleases me greatly. Bringing his eyes to mine. What?!?! No fucking way I'm aroused, not like this, right?
"You're wrong! I feel nothing but disgust by you." I spit out, my tears slowly down.

"than why did you kiss me and why did you cum, and only with my fingers?" He smirks tilting his head on his side.

I look away, not knowing the answer getting angry at myself and at him for he is the one that made it happen. I feel him move towards the end of the bed and then the bed itself at the bottom. I feel both his hands sliding up my legs, bringing up my dress on his way up. I try to squirm away but to no avail. I look down to the end of the bed and see him smiling between my legs. My heart beating faster at every second. Feeling like it's about to explode out of my chest. I'm completely naked under this night gown, no one has ever looked there or even touched me, not even myself.

"I like seeing you like this, scared and defenseless. At my absolute mercy." His eyes turning a brighter golden honey. I can't seem to look away and he knows it. He licks his lips getting on his elbows wrapping his arms on my tighs bringing his face closer to my pussy. I can feel his breath on me.

          "Please don't" I plead even though I know it's too late. I close my eyes just as he puts his lips to mine. He licks and nibbles sending heat waves to my whole body. I start to whimper at this intimate act that I wish I had done on my own terms. Not by someone I don't know. His tongue knowing exactly what to do, playing with my clitoris left and right, no wrong turns. Slightly bitting at it continuing to swirl making me want more. Pushing my hips up to get more of his mouth. My movements increasing and building tension at the bottom of my belly, turning my head left, right and back, wanting this to end and still wanted him to continue, to send me over the edge. Breathing harder and heavier, unable to catch my breath. Pulling at the chains wanted freedom from this and at the same time wanting to grab his head to push it even closer. I can't help my self from moaning as he continues to lick and nibble i whimper in need. I feel it coming, I'm right there at the verge. Sensing that I'm about to find my release, he stops.
I throw my head back in frustration becoming limp, tears coming yet again. So close but yet so far away. I can still feel him there and once more continues again. The same way, over and over again. Bringing me to the very edge but not sending me over. My tears become a little heavier at the frustration.

             "Dimitri, please" I whisper
"You're doing great baby, I haven't had my fill of you yet. How to do like to play with yourself?"
I stay quiet, looking up. He starts playing with me again. Slowly building me up and leaving me wanting. I can feel him moving on the bed and I hear a quiet buzzing sound.
"Are you ready to answer? Or should I keep going even longer?"
"I don't" I whisper. I can feel him smiling even though I can't see him. Grabbing my thighs harder he puts the buzzing thing on me and it's vibrating on me at my most sensitive spot. He keeps it there holding me down being relentless. I can't take this, it's too much, so many emotions and the heat waves hitting me with force. I'm a whimpering mess. Hard screams, my moans becoming louder, getting angrier each time he stops. Bringing it back to my acheing clit, making it more and more sensitive then before. I've screamed and moan so much I'm starting to lose my voice. I can feel the cuffs sting a little bit more with each time. Until finally I give in, I'm right at the edge again,
"Please Dimitri, let me cum!" I scream not being able to take this torture any longer. Finally not stopping, he brings his mouth once again, working me with intense pleasure that I can't keep up with. I cum with such force i see stars, i throw my head back lifting my chest up at that euphoric feeling that hits me out of no where and I'm in complete bliss. I fall back extremely exhausted, trying to catch my breath. Wanting nothing more than to sleep and wake up elsewhere, I feel him climb on me and he starts to kiss me. I can taste myself on his lips. He's breathing heavy and grinding against me. I can feel his manhood rubbing against my swollen and raw clit, it's becoming painful, I whimper with each motion. I fill him grow bigger and he moans into my mouth and I feel it jerk following a warm sensation. We stay like this for what seems like forever. Both trying to catch our breath our foreheads touching with beams of sweat. Until finally he kisses me again softly and slowly getting off me.

                 I barely notice him unhooking me from the chains. I stretch my aches away and curl up to a ball away from him. I don't cry since I'm completely empty at this moment. I never want to do this again. This is so messed up, I begged him to cum just like he said I would. I hug myself even tighter. Wanting to go home, to my room, to my mother. At the thought of her I start crying softly. I'm extremely sore and tired and yet glad he didn't go any further.
             I keep my eyes closed, I feel him coming over and he picks me up gently. I continue crying in his arms as he's taking us to the door since I hear the clicking sound again. The bright sun hitting my face as we enter back to the main bed room. I don't struggle in his arm as I should, I'm utterly exhausted no will to fight.
He brings us to the bed putting me down turning myself over to the other side away from him. I hear him walk away, going towards the bathroom. I hear the water be turned on so I a suppose his cleaning himself up. He comes back out , hearing him move around opening and closing draws. Until he i feel him seat behind my back feeling the bed move me towards him. I still have my eyes closed wanting to escape.
"Are you hurting?" He ask me what sounds like a worried tone to his voice. "I don't think so" i respond with a whisper breathing out with a huff. I really don't know if I'm hurt or just super sensitive right now. Tugging at me slowly turning me around to face him. I look towards the night stand which still has the breakfast from earlier. Looking straight towards the food I see the window and see the sun shining and snow falling down which looks like the perfect movie scene.
           He keeps his left hand on my hip gently squeezing me. "I'm sorry." He says but no emotion. "Are you? You did exactly what you said you would." I state with a stern tone. "I am not" breathing out lightly. "I very much enjoyed it and i look forward to doing it again, very soon." Sounding excited while stating that.  Squeezing my hips as I turn my face to look up at him. The look he gives me, I know his not lying that he's telling the truth. He will do it again, no hesitation.
             "Why are you doing this to me? Why am I here Dimitri" I whisper,  as he brings his hand to my  face, touching me softly.