DOUBLE UPDATE! xx
***Harry's P.O.V***
Vulnerable.
That's what I thought of when I was looking at Melanie. Seeing her chained to the bed, helpless and afraid made her appear completely and utterly vulnerable. And I loved it.
As much as I loved Melanie, I still wanted to teach her a lesson. I thought that if I possibly acted gentle and caring she would trust me, so I played that kind of guy. However, Melanie was too smart. She played me just as well, and almost won. Almost. But she didn't. I did. I have the prize, and she is my prize. My very valuable prize.
At first I was bloody pissed that she ran. However, now i'm actually glad. It gave me an excuse to use this room, use everything I had planned on her. I had been waiting for a chance to, and now I had it. Melanie may never forgive me, but it doesn't matter. She isn't going anywhere. She is stuck with me, and there is nothing she can do about it. Especially now that she is chained to the bed. Damn she looks hot right now.
"Mmm. Don't you look sexy" I purred, walking up and down along the bed, deliberately trying to make her nervous. Seeing her chest rise and fall out of fear showed me it was working. "Seeing you like this babe, makes me want to fuck you all night long." I smirked, trailing my fingers up and down her arm.
"You will get caught and rot in a cell. You know that?" she spat. Although her words seemed powerful, she did not. Her eyes couldn't even meet my lustful ones.
I turned around playfully, pretending to search for somebody that could help her. "Where? Who?" I teased. "Niall? No, he wouldn't help you. Charlie? No, he left you again. Kendall perhaps? Oh wait...he's dead." I chuckled.
Pain and sorrow flooded her eyes, pain overwhelming her. I wanted to make her feel this way. I wanted Melanie to be defeated and broken. The more broken and hopeless she is, the easier she is to handle. Her bottom lip was captured harshly between her teeth, in her attempt to fight back her tears.
'Aww, you're upset?" I pouted. "Was it something I said?"
"How can you be so heartless?" Melanie whispered.
I was a little startled by that question. Partially because i'm surprised she is still talking back to me. But mainly because I didn't know how to answer her question. How can I be so heartless? It's just the way I am. My father was rough on me and my mother. Same with his father. Is was a cycle. A dominant cycle that I would not break. Though my father would never admit it, I know he would be proud. Call me sick, but he would. He would take pride in me finally stepping up and taking control. Melanie would just have to learn to obey me.
"It's in my DNA" I shrugged.
Melanie scoffed at my answer, but didn't say anything else. She just lay there, like she knew what was coming. My fingers started to fiddle with the bow on her lacy bra, my fingers would occasionally purposefully slip, brushing over the curve of her breasts.
"All the things I'm going to do to you" I whispered, my eyes looking up at hers. She caught my gaze, and quickly looked away. I smiled to myself as her nerves became obvious. "You know what I would really like?" I mumbled into her skin, as my teeth nipped the skin on her curves, nibbling and sucking, causing whimpers of pain to fall from her lips.
She didn't reply, causing me to chuckle slightly. "For you to wrap those pretty little lips of yours around me." I whispered in her ear.
"N-no!" she wailed, wriggling in the restraints. I smirked at her reaction. I knew she would react like this. Still, she has no choice.
"It wasn't a question" I growled in her ear. I strolled over to the small cabinet by the corner on the room. I rummaged through the drawers looking for the item I needed. I finally found it, pulling it out. The whips length fell to the ground, and I let it trail on the ground as I walked back over to Melanie, who was looking at me with shear horror on her face. She tugged her arms and legs on the chains, but it wasn't going to work. "You're wasting you time there babe" I smirked, appearing at the head of her bed again.
"Leave me alone!" she begged. "Don't touch me!"
I let out a teasing tutting sound, shaking my head. "If you're not going to listen to me..." I trailed off, before flicking my wrist, causing the whip to lash onto her smooth skin of her torso. She let out a loud scream. A large red mark was left on her burning skin, and her eyes glossed over with tears.
"Please stop!" she sobbed, her heart racing in fear, her chest rising rapidly.
"Behave then!" I barked. Melanie quickly nodded her head, desperate to avoid another lashing. I quickly removed my belt and jeans. My briefs quickly joined them on them on the floor leaving me naked in front of her. Tears now spilled from her eyes, and I sat on top of her. "Open your mouth" I demanded.
Melanie chocked back a sob, before slowly opening her mouth. Her eyes were squeezed shut, not wanting to watch. I wasted no time in putting my length into her mouth. I groaned as I felt her lips around me, tilting me head back. "Suck" I ordered. A muffled cry filled the room from Melanie, but her fear made her obey. I groaned in pleasure as she slowly began to suck. I shoved myself deeper into her throat, and she made a small choking sound.
I hissed as she did as I ordered her, pleasure washing through me in waves. "God Melanie" I moaned. "I'm...gonna..fuck..you so..hard" I moaned out, taking in longer breathes. I could feel myself close to hitting my climax and pulled out. As amazing as it felt, I still had more planned for her.
Melanie was shaking and struggling in her restraints, trying to free herself. "You're wasting your time" I laughed.
I pulled down her panties, and without warning, slammed into her. She screamed out in pain, as I thrusted myself into her, deeper and deeper. "God you're so tight baby" I groaned, thrusting more and more.
"Please stop Harry. Please." she gasped, pain laced with her every word.
I pulled out of her, and she let out a sigh of relief. "Not yet baby" I whispered. My lips kissed all up her body, and back down again, before biting and nibbling at her skin on her neck. Melanie whimpered in pain, but said nothing.
"Are you going to behave me now?" i asked.
"Y-yes" she whispered. I smirked down at her, loving watching her in her broken state. My body was trembling, and I knew she was still in pain. Her eyes were slightly red from her crying, she had a a red mark on her torso from her whipping, and bruising from where my hands had grabbed her body. She really was a mess. A beautiful mess, that was now in the palm of my hand.
I grabbed my clothing, quickly dressed and walked towards the door, leaving the broken girl lying there. Maybe now she learnt that I was not a person to be messed with. "And don't you ever forget that, Melanie" I warne, before locking the door.
