My Jaded Sanity (Bdsm)

Passion Is Evil.

Love? Love doesn't exist! Love is just... Not having the sense to control yourself.

"What..No.. You", "Perry, I'm. In. Love. With. You" I look away.. This is so strange... This just doesn't happen. "I've never felt this way before Perry, I need to dominate you, I need to own you, in my head.. Your mine" I look at him and I can't read him; his eyes are murky. "I..I-" but before I say anything else he puts his finger to my lips and shushes me.

He pulls my head forward again and wraps his arms around my waist, he gently caresses my hips and lifts up my dress revealing my nude lace underwear. He subtly moans into my neck as he lifts my dress off of me; starting to massage my

collar bones with his rough kisses. "Take me" he says through breaths, I can't help but say: "yes.." I unbutton his jeans and pull them off exposing his bulge under his black Calvin Klein boxers. He tears my thong off and takes off his underwear: he looks into my lust - filled eyes and licks down the side of my neck: I can feel his penis pushing against me, I grip at his back and with that, he pushes deeply and slowly into my wet, tight hole.

Why am I doing this again? Am I really that much of a whore?... For some obscure reason he makes me feel... Safe: and my stupid inner goddess wants him.

He pushes slowly in and out.. He was behaving differently; this wasn't anger and violence; I think this is, dominance.

"You.. Are.. Mine" he says with each pound getting harder and deeper. I can't help but moan loudly begging him to push more. He gets harder and bigger making me scream more. A familiar little streak of pain begins to emerge: but I feel that it's necessary. "Stop.. Please" I moan; it seems I want this pain because I don't want him to stop; but I know that it will turn him on.

"Oh.. You dirty little bitch.. Your mine" he groans, his words just make me want to orgasm all over him. I bite my lip as I try to restrain my pleasure cries; he looks me in the eyes and I can see that he is reaching his climax. My breathing becomes heavier and I pant as I prepare myself for the orgasm that I'm about to have.

Within a few more thrusts we orgasm together creating: a paradise of gratification and thrill. He looks into my eyes and I see: love.

He gets up and pulls on his boxers; pulling me up he picks me up and carries me to the door. Getting the key out of his pocket he unlock the door and takes me into the actual club; but there's no one here. "Where has everyone gone?" I question looking around, "gone" he.replies.

This is really weird... It can't be that late: plus it's an all night club. Suddenly seven men walk around the corner: I can hear chains clinking, they have ropes, whips and chains in their hands. I look up and see that they are dressed in leather jackets and dark jeans.

"Hayden.. What's going on?"