his dark obsession

our reality part 1

Angelmarie's POV...

Angelmarie laid outside her body, encased in a simple one-piece bathing suit and shades, staring out at the vast line of trees as her mind raced. It had been two days since Vladimir had found her, kidnapped her, and punished her, and she was still shaken, twisted, and aroused by what he had done to her every time she thought about it.

The normal woman would be traumatized by the act of being strung up and whipped for what felt like hours, though the welts were still present on her body; they were just reminders of what he had done. What she wanted him to do again. The thought alone had her shivering in wanton longing.

Vlad thought his 'punishment' had broken her, when it did the opposite—it awakened her. It brought out someone from within her who she found didn't just like inflicting pain and hurt on others but liked it done to herself in the most sinful way. The pleasurable pain Vlad had subjected her body and mind to had left her dripping wet and longing for more of it. Longing for him to bring and push those feelings from her mind and her body again.

But given her inexperience sexually with men, she didn't know how to ask him for what she wanted or how to express her body's growing needs to be taken by him. She wanted him to hurt her and give her pleasure at the same time, to spank her then soothe the sting. Had it been a woman, she'd just take what she wanted, forcing the woman to bend to her will and let her have her way with their body in a way that left them both satisfied. But now she was a queen to the most ruthless man she'd ever met, and she knew he wouldn't take kindly to her strong-arming him the way she would the average bitch. So she'd spent the last few hours laying poolside, stuck in her own head, wondering when he'd tie her up again or when she'd get to feel the sting of his hand against her skin as he peered down at her through those long, dark lashes. Damn! Just thinking about it caused a tingling sensation between her thighs.

So now she was left with an eating need that she hoped Vlad would soon take pity on and put out the fire burning in her body. The burning was so strong that she had opted to avoid him for the last few hours, rising before he woke that morning, donning her bathing suit and robe before leaving the room. She made breakfast and left quickly after preparing his plate, leaving it on the counter, and headed out the side door to the pool, so as not to piss him off with her bitchy, sexually frustrated attitude or snappy remarks. Despite her better judgment, his punishment may not have broken her, but it did put her in her place. But she'd never out-right tell him that.

She sighed as she let her eyes scan the open backyard, looking at trees and listening to birds chirp.

"It's starting to get dark, kitten. It's time to come in. You've been out here all day."

She shuddered as she heard Vladimir speak from behind her, the deep rumble of his heavy, accented voice causing her nipples to harden.

"I'll be in a—" Angelmarie paused as she felt Vlad run his hand through her hair and grip it tightly. "I want you inside now. Don't make me repeat myself, pet." He ordered in a whisper in her ear.

She didn't even look his way as she walked past him, heading into the house. She walked over to the stairs and climbed them quickly. She reached the top and was about to make her way to the bathroom to shower when Vladimir grabbed her roughly and began steering her toward their room. He opened the door and pulled her in, then closed and locked the door behind them. Angel straightened herself to her full 5'4" height as Vlad stood in front of her, eyeing her like a hungry lion would a small gazelle.

"Take your clothes off, kitten. You have been very bad," he demanded lowly.

Angel reached for the tie at the base of her neck and undid the knot, revealing her bare DD's before removing her connected bottoms. She gave a hooded, dark look to Vlad as she watched his eyes roam her naked form. He suddenly snatched her up, earning a gasp from Angel, and walked her over to their bed. He dumped her into the mattress, causing her to bounce a little. Vladimir grabbed her legs and pulled her down the bed until her bottom was hanging off the edge.