Less than Lovers, More than Friends

Better Now

I have decided that I like pain. I like every bit of it. Pain to me is pleasure. I think I may get them confused. Pain masks pain. If that doesn't make sense to you, you have not felt true pain. To me, physical pain is much better than emotional pain. Emotional pain will not go away. Most physical pain can be taken away with medication. Even for the most severe, you can go to the hospital and get an iv. Emotional pain can rarely be taken away. Sometimes the physical pain can mask the emotional. Sometimes they cancel each other out.

I am taunting him. I want him hard and angry. I like him hard and angry. He's so big that if he takes it out on me, it feels like he is ripping my cervix apart and trying to split me in two. He is the kind of man that needs to do that. He needs to take the power and use it occasionally. So I taunt him. I want to make sure he hurts me really good.

"Derek, you may as well let Mark fuck you. You are all pussy." I tell him smartly as I look into his eyes. I know he doesn't want to hurt me. He is not the type to hurt me. "You can't even hit me... Look at you." I started with reverse psychology but now I really do want it.

"Oh I think I'm all man. Do you need me to show you that I am all man?" He asks as he runs the crop over my abdomen. I feel it's smooth leather run underneath each breast. I draw in a tight breath as I he flicks my extra-sensitive nipples. I can feel it shooting in my core as he runs it up and down. He quickly travels back down my abdomen and over my navel. "I'm all man, Mer. I am all man." He repeats as he runs down one pussy lip and back up the other. I spread my legs as much as I can, wanting him to tease my clitoris.

"Mmm..." I moan as I feel him flicking it with the tip of the crop. He knows all my spots. He knows just where to rub. Derek quickly flips the crop around and rubs me with the blunt handle. I close my eyes and imagine the head of his thick cock rubbing over and over stimulating every nerve and teasing me. "Oh god yes." I moan.

"Oh you like that, huh?" He asks with an evil laugh. I look up at him. He's going to get me. If I were him, I would get me too. "You won't like this." He says with a smirk as he rubs the crop over my thigh and raises it in the air, coming down hard on my leg.

"Oh..." I grunt, feeling the pain taking over. The sting of the leather hitting my skin sharply sends chills down my spin. I feel him do it again, and again. I refuse to yell. I refuse to cry out. I close my eyes and take it.

"How did that feel?" Derek asks with a grin as I open my eyes. I feel his soft hand run over my burning flesh. It's soft, but only intensifies the pain. He runs smoothly up my abdomen, and ends at my breasts. Derek takes my nipple between his two fingers and squeezes hard. I feel a sharp pain go through my chest and straight down to my core. "Do you like that, Mer?" He asks with a smile as he looks into my eyes.

"Oh... Yeah..." I whimper as he continues on. "It feels so...Good." I grunt as he pinches my navel, moving down to my dripping wet pussy. The more he hurts me, the more I am turned on. It's his power. He is showing me that he is a man. He is all man. Derek teases my labia minora with his fingers, pinching it sharply. I buck my hips as the severe pain. I feel the tears stinging my eyes. It hurts and it hurts pain. It is piercing.

"I think I got you..." He tells me with a laugh as he sees me wincing in pain. "You have been a good girl. You didn't fight. Maybe I should let you know just how good you are?" He asks with a grin. "Maybe I should untie your feet so that you can spread those legs of yours. I want to taste you, Mer. I want to lick your pussy dry." He tells me with a nod as he crawls backwards and releases my my ankles. "Don't make me regret untying you." He tells me as he pulls the soft silky ropes and makes his way between my legs. I'm ready for my reward.

"Oh... Yes." I moan as he rests his face between my legs and breathes a warm hot breath over my silky folds. I'm wet for him. I'm always wet for him. "Oh..." I say softy as he runs the tip of his tongue over my wet slit, from top to bottom. The feeling of his warmth running over mine is almost too much.