(Art is not mine)
LEMONS
I pull my wrists, forgetting they've been shackled to the bar.
My heart races at the thought of what's inside of me, a weapon more dangerous than any other out there.
But it's also racing from the roaring roller coaster of pleasure I've been put through.
...Jesus H. Christ, how many ways will this man defile me...
My face feels like it's on fire, and my hair sticks to my skin from the sweat coating my forehead.
...Catch your breath...
His low, unholy chuckle breaks me free from my scurrying mind.
"I'll admit. You dirtied up this gun. If I pulled this trigger, it would spray."
...An image I don't wish to see...
"God Damn you, Touya, take that fucking thing out of me."
He hums,
"Alright."
He slowly pulls the gun from me, and my heart no longer feels like it's going to beat right from my chest.
I see him stand up from the corner of my eye.
He tilts his head,
"I'll give you something that will do some damage."
He grins.
...He wishes...
"Why do you insist on hurting me."
"Oh, im not going to hurt you im going to fucking destroy you."
...The way he said that this fucking man is going to drown me in my own mess...
He sets the gun down beside me as he pulls himself free from his pants. I turn my head towards his direction to get a better view.
...And what a fucking sight...
His tall, brooding figure standing behind me is a haunting but all too alluring image.
The way his hand fists his cock, stroking it as he drinks me in.
He's obsessed with this exact scenario. Me completely fucking helpless, chained up, and exposed all for him to take with ease ruthlessly.
...The smallest part of me can't get enough of it. I will never say that out loud...
He puts one hand on my ass. Digging his fingers into the flesh, he spreads it open.
I gasp.
"Haven't you done enough!"
I yell.
"It'll never be enough."
His rough voice claims.
...Fuck. ME...
He stops his assault on my ass and takes his hand off.
The cool air hits my skin, causing chills.
He stops stroking himself before he speaks,
"Now, I want to play a game."
...oh HELL no. No. No. No. His games are the equivalent of dances with snakes in hell...
I know he picks up the gun because I can hear the rustling of the sheets moving as he does it.
...He wouldn't hurt me like that, but I can't help but be scared...
"I love hearing your pretty moans..."
He takes a long pause.
...Yeah, okay? God, say it already...
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