A Kiss From Lucifer (Mac smutfic)

Sweet, Sweet Torture

Once again, Mac ignored Beth the following day. It was annoying her a lot, especially since she couldn't get her urges out. Every time she saw him walking around with his jumpsuit tied around his waist, she wanted to jump on him and take him. But she didn't. She wasn't really scared that he was going to hit her, she was scared that he'd push her off and continue his day ignoring her. By the second week of being ignored, Beth was getting desperate. She started walking around the house with no shirt on, and when that didn't work she got rid of the boxers as well. But even with her strutting around the house naked, it never got Mac's attention. She needed a better plan.

One morning, Beth woke up before Mac once again. She sat up quietly, and crawled under the sheets. This was going to get him going. She slowly removed his boxers, letting his limp membrane free. She smiled and started kissing the inside of his thighs. Mac groaned above her, shifting a little. She hesitated until he relaxed again. She smirked and grabbed his shaft in her hands, slowly dragging her tongue up the underside first. Then she went back down and started to kiss and suck his balls. Suddenly the sheets were ripped off of her, and Mac was staring at her in shock.

"The fuck are ya...d-doin'? Mm," He mumbled, his eyes fluttering closed as she continued her actions. His hands then went to her hair and pulled, making Beth moan against his now stiffening shaft. She left his testicles and dragged her tongue back up along his long, thick shaft. When she got to the tip, she paused. Then she started kissing it gently, going down a little before pulling out again. Mac groaned, and his hips started to move a little. Beth giggled and crawled up his body.

"I want somethin' now." She stated, twirling her finger on his chest. 

"Teasin' bitch." Mac muttered, but quickly flipped them over and spread her legs apart. Beth was dripping wet, just from a blowjob. Mac smirked as he watched her arousal drip onto the bed. Then he used his index finger and dragged it along her slit, catching all the juices she was producing. She let out a moan when he touched her, and she watched as he brought his glistening finger to his lips, sticking it in his mouth and closing his eyes. She heard a deep moan come from him as he tasted her. "Ya taste so damn good." He mumbled, forcing her legs apart even more and buried his face into her.

Beth moaned loudly the seconds his lips touched her entrance. Mac's tongue flicked over her quickly, diving into her entrance and nibbling on her clit. She felt her orgasm coming on quickly, and with Mac's arms wrapped around her hip and his face stuffed in between her legs, it was hard not to come right then and there. When she felt like she was about to come, Mac sat up quickly. "Don't you fuckin' dare come yet. I will let ya know when you can come." He growled. Beth felt her inner fire burning intensely, and she ached to have her release. 

"M-Mac... P-pl-please. Can I c-come?" She begged, tears starting to bead out of the corners of her eyes. The overwhelming desire to come was so great, she felt like she was going to explode. 

Mac smirked and pulled away from her, now inserting two fingers into her slick sheath and pumping quickly. "Nope. Ya gotta hold it." He ordered, still thrusting.

"Wh-what happens if I c-come?" She demanded. 

"Wanna find out?" He whispered in a low husky voice. 

Beth was at a crossroads between wanting to face her punishment, and just keeping quiet and not coming. Suddenly a third finger was added to the equation, stretching her deliciously. That triggered her release, and she was powerless to stop it. "Guess that's a yes." Mac growled, pulling his fingers out and heading over to the dresser. He grabbed three things; a gag, rope, and a vibrator. 

"Where do you get all of these?" She asked as he started to tie her up. 

"Been wantin' to do some experimentin'. Yer my lab rat." He stated, tying the gag around her mouth. "An' since ya wanna come so badly, I'll give it to ya." He said in a sensual voice. Once she was tied to the bed with her arms and legs spread out, Mac took the vibrator and glared at her, turning it on and off. "This thing has up to twenty hours of battery power on it. Let's see how long you last before you beg me to stop it." 

He slowly inserted the device into her slit, burying it almost all the way in before turning it on. When the vibrator turned on and started vibrating inside her, Beth felt another orgasm coming on. The endless vibrations were such torture. She could feel the orgasm, but it was just out of her reach. Mac watched her from the doorway, smirking down at trapped girl on his bed. He watched her juices flooding onto the bed again, gushing like a waterfall. She was moaning and writhing on the bed, jerking her hips. 

Finally she felt her orgasm hit, and the most intense orgasm she'd ever felt ran through her. She screamed through the gag, and Mac watched her squirt onto the mattress. The vibrator was still firmly inside her, and it was still vibrating away. "Well, I'll leave you two to it. I gotta go make a few runs. I'll be back in about six hours." He stated, turning around and heading out of the house, leaving Beth alone to face her erotic torture. 

For the next several hours, Beth felt orgasm after orgasm wash over her, leaving her trembling and whimpering for it to stop. The vibrator was still going as strong as ever, and it was still buried deep inside her. She felt her eyelids growing heavily, and her thighs were trembling terribly. Mac still hadn't shown up, and Beth was desperate for him to come through the door. She didn't even know how many orgasms she'd had that day. She was thinking somewhere in the double digits. Her body was glistening with sweat, and tears were running down her face as the deliciously painful torture continued. But she had to admit that she was satisfied to the max, and beyond. Jimmy may have given her a little bit of sexual pleasure, but they'd never gone as far as to having actual sex. She used to think Jimmy fingering her had been complete bliss and was heavenly. But now, Mac had proved what true heaven felt like. She'd experienced both heaven and hell, and she loved both. Mac was a man, Jimmy was a teenager. There was a fine line between the two. 

Suddenly the front door opened. "Beth!" Mac called. She felt instantly relieved, thankful that the torture would be over. Mac came into the bedroom and smirked. The sheets between Beth's legs were completely soaked, and he loved watching her thighs quivering in sheer pleasure. "Looks like you've had fun." Mac remarked, smirking. Beth now realized he was holding a McDonalds bag and a little cardboard drink holder with two drinks and a coffee in it. Mac set the food on the bedside table, and gazed down at her. "Ya wanna stop yet?" 

Beth quickly nodded her head, fresh relieved tears rolling down her face. Mac smirked and took the vibrator out of her sheath, shutting it off. It was covered in orgasms, and it dripped as it was removed. "Tomorrow yer gonna wash these sheets. It's hot an' all, but still." Mac declared, setting the vibrator down on a paper towel and going back over to Beth, untying her limbs and taking the gag off. Her eyes were closed and she was breathing heavily, sleep just inches away from her. "Hey, get up. I got ya food." Mac ordered, nudging her in the ribs.

"I can't move." Beth mumbled out, and Mac chuckled.

"Good." He said. Then to Beth's surprise, she was lifted into a sitting position and her back rested against Mac's chest. She felt the lip of a straw touch her lips, and she took a sip. It was a carmel frappe. She drank some more, feeling slightly more energized, and she was able to open her eyes. She then realized that she was sitting between Mac's legs while her back was pressed to his chest. One hand was holding her coffee while the other was holding his own food. Beth recognized the sandwich.

"You ordered a Big Mac?" She asked, smiling a little at the joke. 

Mac shrugged. "Yeah. But we've both seen bigger." He said nudging her slightly. Beth shook her head and rolled her eyes, taking the drink from his hand. "By the way, I rented us a movie." He stated, taking another bite of his sandwich. Beth paused. She had never heard him address them like that before. Us. Like they were a couple. Were they a couple though? Sure they had a lot of sex, but there was more to a relationship than just physical affection. There had to be some trust involved, and she wasn't sure if she trusted him. She knew for a fact she didn't trust him with her life. But she knew that he was aware of her limits, and he hadn't forced her to do something she didn't want to in a while. 

"What movie?" She asked casually, trying not to sound too affected by his choice of words.

"Fifty Shades of Grey. May give us some ideas." He said with a smirk. Beth smiled a little, and finished off her coffee.