Shattered Innocence

Surrendering to the Captain's Control

"And what do you plan to do about it?" I found myself asking as I leaned against the wall. Smiling wider, Zack rolled from the bed in a smooth move and prowled towards me, hunting me before he caged me against the wall. His muscular arm came up next to my head as he leaned in. His chest was bare, and his muscles clenched deliciously with his movements. His joggers were slung low on his hips, showcasing that incredible V, which had me licking my lips before I dragged my eyes back up to meet his shining, knowing gaze.

"I plan to reward you," he murmured, making my heart stutter and my breathing pick up. "All night."

He stepped back, and I almost slumped, as if I were released by him. Zack had this overwhelming magnetism. Before, I was always dominant, but he made me submissive, and I found myself loving it, so when he barked a command, I jumped to comply.

"Undress, love."

I didn't just rip my clothes off, though. I might like what he ordered, but let's face it, I always had to rebel. Even a little. I dragged my shirt over my head and kicked my trousers off before strolling towards him in nothing but my lace thong and bra.

"All of it, Nora," he demanded.

When I reached him, I slid my hand down his chest to cup his hard cock through his joggers, making him groan as I squeezed and licked his nipple. Suddenly, his fist was in my hair, yanking my head back.

"I said all of it," he gritted out.

"Then make me," I challenged him.

Snarling, he turned me until my back hit his chest and then ripped away my thong and bra, making me jerk before I moaned. I rubbed my ass against his hard length, my nipples tightening in the cool air as his hand moved down to grip my throat.

"If you wanted to be punished, baby, then all you had to do was ask," he purred in my ear as he wedged one leg between mine, pressing his thigh against my pussy. His free hand gripped my hip and rocked me until my clit hit his solid muscle, sending sparks of pleasure spiraling through me. My eyes closed at the friction, and my lips parted on a moan.

"Is this your idea of a punishment?" I mocked.

"No, I'm just getting you nice and wet," he smirked, licking and sucking at my neck as his other hand stroked up my body, twisting my nipples meanly. He continued to work me up until I almost came just from this, and like he felt the pulsing of my pussy, he pulled away, leaving me cold and frustrated.

Before I could turn, I was pushed down and my ass was dragged out. A hard smack jiggled my ass, the pain heading straight to my clit. His hand soothed it away before gliding over the ink on my hip.

"I love your tattoos. They look so fucking sexy."

His tongue replaced his hand, stroking over the ink and then up over my stinging cheek. He trailed his fingers over my parted ass to my pussy, where he plunged them inside of me before pulling back once more.

"You taste so fucking sweet, baby. Do you know that? All these hard, sharp edges, yet your pussy gives you away, sweet and soft and wet, begging for my big cock."

There was a rustle, and then I gasped when his length dragged down my pussy.

"Do you want this big cock, Nora?" he asked.

"Fuck! Yes, I want it!" I screamed, throwing him a venomous look over my shoulder.

I moan, watching as Zack grips his wet shaft and drags his fist up and down his length as he watches me. He's so fucking long, I actually shiver from the look of him. He's slimmer than the others, but fuck, he's so goddamn long, I know it's going to hurt in the best way. "Good girl, and you'll take every hard inch... but not until I've had my fill." He steps back between my thighs and drops to his knees, slanting his mouth over my pussy as my eyes slam closed and my back bows in ecstasy.