His Name Is Wentz

6

[I think I could honestly feel Jesus staring at me while I wrote this.  He wasn't very happy]

I sat on the bed completely naked with a blindfold over my eyes.  The bed shifted downward indicating Pete was sitting on it.  He ran his hand down my back while sighing. 

"Stand up" he commanded.  It wasn't in his usual demanding tone however. 

"Yes sir" I said standing.  He cleared his throat.

"Get on your knees" he said.  His demanding tone was back.  I followed as he said getting down on my knees.  "Now lay flat on your stomach" I laid on my stomach.

"Good boy" he cooed.  I heard him pick something up.  He whipped me with something.  I wasn't quite sure what it was.  It felt like a riding crop.  I squeaked in pain.  He groaned slightly.

"Surrender yourself to me" he demanded.

"I surrender myself to you sir" I said.  Another hit to my back.  This time harder. 

"You're pleasing me Patrick" he said.  Another whack.  Tears welled up in my eyes.  He grabbed my arms and pulled me up.  The hits to my back stung very badly but in the best kind of way.  He walked me over to somewhere.  He stood me on a chair.  He handcuffed me and pulled the chair from under me so I was hanging from the ceiling.  He collided the riding crop with my ass.

"Tell me I'm your master"

"You're my master" I mumbled.  He hit my stomach.  I bit my lip to keep from yelling out.  He gripped my hips so tight there would definitely be bruises.  "Tell me what you want me to do" he whispered.  I felt his hot breath on my neck. 

"I want to be fucked by you sir" I mumbled. 

"Would you like me to fuck you hard?" he asked.  He ran his hands down my arms. 

"Yes, please sir" I said.  He undid the handcuffs.  He whipped me again.

"Lay on the bed" he commanded.  I did as he said.  He kissed the places he whipped before.  He entered me without warning.  I cried out in pain. 

"Shut up or I'll whip you again" he said angrily "I gave you no permission to speak"

"I'm sorry sir it won't happen again"  I mumbled.  He began to thrust in and out of me extremely hard and fast.  I didn't make any noise because I wasn't given permission but it felt so good.

"Sir I'm gonna" I yelled out in pleasure.

"Don't cum until I cum first understand?" he asked.

"Yes sir" I replied.  He kept slamming into me.  He bit my belly button so hard I felt blood drip down my side.  He came inside of me.  I was so hard and it hurt so badly because I wasn't letting myself cum.

"Tell me what you need to do" he hissed in my ear.

"Cum sir, I need to cum" I replied in a whiny voice.

"Cum" he said.  I came intensely hard without even being touched.  It was the loudest I'd ever orgasmed.  He slid the blindfold off my eyes.  I was shaky, tired, and completely out of breath.  I still managed a small smile though. 

"Pretty baby" he said running his hand down my chest "You're amazing"

"I'm tired" I whispered. 

"I know my beautiful" he slid his hands under my back.  I yelped in pain.  "Sorry" he mumbled.  He carried me up to his room.  He laid me down on his bed and laid next to me.  He carefully slid his arms around my stomach.

"I'm so fired" I mumbled.

"It's okay I'll pay for anything your heart desires.  Just keep being my submissive" he kissed my cheek lightly.  To anyone else that sounded like exactly what he said: To keep being his submissive.  But to me, I felt it was the Pete Wentz way of saying I love you.

"Honey is for bees, silly bear
Besides, there's jelly beans everywhere
It's not what it seems in the land of dreams
Don't worry your head just go to sleep"
he sang.  I didn't know what song it was.  But it lulled me to sleep.