i drowsily wake up to being slapped in the face with the scent of whiskey, rust and cigarettes. "Well, good morning beautiful." i hear a thick rough voice say and i dizzily look up at him. "hiesen....hiesi-..." i grumble his name and nods, tilting my chin up with his finger and pressing his thumb against my lip. "You've got it. shame that propeller piece of shit cut that pretty little lip of yours...pretty hard drop wasn't it? I'm a man of second chances, so, Winters. Lets talk about this one last time." he says and i finally regain most of my consciousness.
I scoff, shaking my head and staring at him. "You're a crazy mother fucker." i say and he smiles at me menacingly, "I have a new proposal, Ethan." he says and drops his hand from my face, snaking it around my neck. He smirks and cocks his head to the side as my eyes go wide and legs tighten against each other. "What else do you desire from me ethan? What makes you tik..." he says and observes me, my face going red and my body going tense. He laughs for a moment as he finally realizes, then he simply walks away without another word. "You looked like the type, but god- this desperate? Does Mia not-" he started yet i immediately got angry at his mentioning of her name. "Don't you fucking dare." i scream at him, he freezes in his tracks and turns to me in a gentle way this time. "Sorry about that..." he says and sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose trying to think of a way to fix his mistake.
I fidget as i'm still chained to the chair, "let me out and we can talk about your...proposal a little more." I suggest and he immediately lets the chains loose with only the mention of it. I pull my hands up to my lap and inspect them for further injury, yet i'm met with two metallic fingers in place where there should be nothing. I gasp at the sight and observe their movements. "Heisenberg...you fixed my-?" i started to ask yet i was silenced when i looked up at him and saw he had taken his hat and glasses off. "Karl." he said to me simply and i nodded, repeating it back to him, "Karl." i smiled and as did he.
He coughed to ease the tension and bit off his leather gloves, i let out a heavy breath as i watched him. He walked towards me with his eyes glossed over and my legs soon being spread apart by his calloused hands. As he got on his knees he grabbed my face in his hand and looked up at me with a grin, "it's gon' be our little secret, right?" he says and i breathe in wearily, "yes...sir.." i grumble underneath my breath and he grins in delight. "lets get started then, dragoste."
His hands start unbuckling my belt and aggressively tearing off my jeans, my thighs go on top of his shoulders and my hands throughout his long hair, "god.." i shiver and he scoffs. "You want it bad don't you?" he growls as he looks up at me with his bright, glowing eyes. i weakly bite my lip as he fiddles with the hemline of my boxers, "just- fucking- hmng.." i whine and complain, all the while only making his time more enjoyable. As i begin to take off my own clothes the chains wrap around my wrists once again and connect behind the chair. "Damn you!" i yell and all he does is snicker up at me, "patience Ethan...don't get too worked up or you'll waste all the fun for me now, draga mea." he says and then pulls off my shirt and jacket, throwing it aside and then finally lightly touching my dick through that thin fabric.
my eyes slam shut and my thighs nearly choke him out, yet all he does is look at me in satisfaction and smile. "You're so tense...such a shame." he continues talking, drawing out the process even more and i begin to say something to complain until he finally pulls off my boxers, gripping hold of me and licking up my length. I bite my lip and look down at him as he then takes my entirety down his throat, the chains around my wrists grew tighter as my hips unconsciously thrusted up into him, forcing a small gag out of his throat that he would easily ignore. As he bobbed his head up and down, sucking me until he felt it was good enough, i moaned and fidgeted in my chair. "S-sir-im-" i managed to get out in between the uncontrollable moaning, feeling as though i was going to cum any second. As soon as he realized that, he pulled away and let the feeling subside until i was an angry, fidgeting mess.
"What the fuck!!" i yelled trying to get loose of the chains once more, and as i did so he stood up grabbing me by the neck and allowing the chains to fall to the ground once more. "Here's the new deal. you're going to do everything i tell you to do or else i'm not going to let you cum, understand?" he said and i suddenly froze, nodding. "yes sir." i answered and he smiled gently, "good boy." he praised me, then pushed me against his desk and bent me over it. The next thing i know i'm being fucked into his desk that smells of cigars, moaning and huffing as he does so. "please...please..." i whine, his thrusts only getting faster as he wrecks me. "fuck, Ethan." he whined finally letting out how turned on he was as well. He bent over me, jerking me off and placing small love bites into my back and neck, sending me to go lightheaded and give me that same feeling as before. I guess i get pretty loud when i'm close, cause Karl immediately could tell. "God damnit!" he moaned, pulling on my hair which sent me to cum all over his hand, it didn't stop him as he continued jerking me off, sending me to dig my nails into the wooden table, my two metal fingers placing scratches into the woodwork as he continued. He eventually pulled out, pulling me up by my hair and picking me up by my thighs and bringing us over to the chair.
He sat down in the chair this time, I straddled his dick and i watched as he bit his lip in neediness. I started to ride him, grinding my hips into him and forcing him to pull my face down and kiss me hot and heavy, biting my lip and moaning into my mouth as he did so. "F-fuck Ethan..." he said suddenly looking vulnerable and weak, as i continued riding him i fastened my speed and returned the favor of leaving small bruises and bites into his neck and jawline, his nails dug their way into my hips as he started to thrust up into me. "Oh, fuck! So-good...so fucking good." he moaned and soon he bit his lip and moaned loud into my ear as he came inside of me, spilling out onto himself and the chair. we paused and caught our breaths, i stood up and he stared at my body almost uncomfortably. "C'mere." he spoke, i. sat on his lap once more and he ran his fingers through my hair, kissing me deeply. We exchanged no more words after that, only resulting in putting our clothes back on.
Karl leaned against the doorway until i was ready, "Now that that's out of the way, lets go kill that bitch." he says and hangs an arm around me, squeezing his hand onto my waist as we walk out of the room.
