Shades of Black

Chapter 21

I woke up at the feeling of bright light hitting my face.
My body was still aching, my arms, neck, in between my legs. Everywhere.
The door opened, it was Liam. It was his fault I was feeling like I could hardly walk.

He grinned at me before entering the bathroom. "Good morning, caramel." I let out a sigh.
When he came back, he just picked me up as though I weighed nothing.
He put me in a warm bathtub. I got goosebumps even though the water was warm.
"Get out." I ordered. But he didn't move a muscle.
I added, "Are you going to shower me or something? Stop dreaming, I can do it myself."
He scoffed and left the bathroom.

                            ***
Liam helped me sit on the kitchen counter as he prepared breakfast. Loud music was playing in the leaving room. Liam didn't entertain loud music, I did.
I was devouring a bunch of grapes, and also taking a video of Liam as he made breakfast.
He obviously didn't entertain the idea.

Something hit my guts, I had not yet called home.
I quickly jumped off the counter, forgetting someone had stolen my ability to walk properly.
"Hey careful." I didn't even lose balance, I just....whatever.
I found a lot of missed calls from Kat, also enough text messages.
Apparently, mum called to ask her where I was and she told her we were having a sleepover. Thank God!
Mum wouldn't really mind me sleeping at Kat's. It was a Saturday anyway.

"Is everything fine?" Liam asked in a concerned tone. I nodded with a yes!
My phone buzzed in my hand again. It's a text message from Amandla. I excused myself and went outside.

Lala: Girl! Where are you? Seriously, we've been training without you for a week.

I instead called her, "Lala, I'm sorry but I went through everything with Simon the other week." I heard her scoff, "Anyway, fix yourself. We're going to Seattle tomorrow. We tracked a house where girls are being sold." She disconnected the call.
Seattle? That's like three to four hours away.
I paced around the pool, I obviously had to go. People's lives were in absolute danger.

"Caramel, are you just pacing or are you going to swim?"
The Alchemy trained us literally everything. But I think I just a bad swimmer.
Personally, I had no phobia for water though I had drowned when I was four at a kids party.

The only phobia I had was Claustrophobia.

Liam came from behind and threatened to push me inside the pool. I screamed because my heart didn't expect that.
"What the actual Fuck, Liam Zayan Salvatore."
I pushed him away, my ears where burning.
I wasn't angry, I was just....scared though I knew he could never push me into the pool.
I sat at the breakfast table shoving bread in my mouth.
"I freaking hate you Liam." He scoffed sipping on his glass of juice.
"Really, we're going to work on that too."

I rolled my eyes in response, he added, "I'm so jealous of how full that bread is in your little mouth. I'm certainly wishing it was my cock." Those words had my stomach tightened, and my thighs clenching together.
I almost choked while swallowing, I still swallowed.
"Keeping dreaming sweetheart. What makes you think I'd have your cock in my mouth?"

He smiled, "Caramel, is your pussy wet at the thought."
I walked away from the table, I was getting a little bit wet. "Obviously not, you fucker." I lied.
He stood up and came walking towards me, "Let's check."
Hell no, I started stepping back in fear. Why was I even scared? This same fear was making me wetter.
I hit a barrier behind me, stupid wall.
I was trapped between Liam's huge arms, with a strong spice and woody scent.
I was getting slowly obsessed with it.

My breath got more rapid the more he pressed in.
His hand slipped from my hip to my thighs. "Liam, I..."
As usual he never let me finish my statements.
His other hand tightened around my throat, another playing with my clit. "You lie quite a lot darling, mistakes are punishable. Plus you curse at me, I told you not to. Didn't I?"
I nodded, "Yes...I'm sorry. I wont..." His hand tightened around my neck.
He starts moving his fingers inside me, I thought I had enough last night.
But every time he touches me, it feels like I want more.
"Every mistake is?" He looked at waiting for me to finish.
"Punishable!" I said in a husky and dry voice.
Liam let go of me and I took a deep breath, coughing and gasping for air. "I'm claustrophobic mother fucker."

He went to a nearby room, I thought I had survived.
He was holding something in his hands, at first I thought it was a chain. Truthful, I don't know what it was.

"Undress, caramel." I hesitated but then did as he said. Then he put that thing around my neck.
Liam ordered again, "Get on your knees."

I knelt, he tightened the collar thingie around my neck.
I gasped for air, "I like to see you in a state where your life only depends on me."
I wanted to say something but didn't want to get in to trouble.
He let his cock out of his pants.
My heart throbbed at the length and size.
"Open your mouth!"
I opened and he thrusted his massive dick in to my mouth.
I started to suck on it just like I had dreamt of last night. Hard and hot as it was.
"Good fucking girl!" I groaned, his hands tagging in my hair.
My eyes filled with tears that rolled down my face.
Even when Liam's cock hit my throat, I didn't give in. I sucked it to the core. He tightened
I took it, all of it. My pussy wetter from the feeling.
"Now drink my cum like the disobedient slut you are."
I splashed in my mouth and rest on my boobs.
When he pulled out, he was more than hard. Then loosened the chain around my neck.
I stood up, his finger traced the side of my lips. I licked the side that had his cum.
"Are you going to disobey me again?"
Yes, obviously, I'll, you don't own me.
My eyes didn't leave his.
"No, I won't." If I had said the words in my head, I think I'd be on my fours right.
Or tied up somewhere in this house.

                          ***
Liam and I were currently in his art room. I told him to draw me naked but he claimed he failed.
There were very beautiful paintings that could probably be sold in those French art galleries.
I covered some parts, similar to how the women in some Greek paintings used to be.
"Dress up, I might end up eating you."
I rolled my eyes, "I won't dress up till you draw me. Or else I will go to the guy Kat normally goes to."

I knew he would get tired of arguing. Liam walked to me, "Go to that guy and see how he loses his ability to draw and see."

Peacefully sitting back, he started to use whatever artistic materials those were.
I stayed in the posture I was in.
But still making him talk.
"Hey would you be mad if I took Fury."
Personally, I'd be mad if anyone took my bike. Now I was asking for his.
"What's mine is yours caramel, have him if you want?"
I hummed, "Off jokes, what's your favorite colour."
"I told you it was red." I let out a brief chuckle. This man was a confusing one.