Slave of a Lovely Death *On Hold*

First Lesson

Tiny rays of light danced behind my eyelids, waking me slowly for my slumber. I groaned lightly, not wanting to get up yet. I had slept so peacefully for once. I reach out my hand to pull the cover away from me when my hand brushed against smooth skin. For a few moments I was very confused why there’s someone in my bed, but then yesterday comes rushing into my memory.

Yesterday had been a mess. It had been chaotic and I wanted to rip my hair out of the thought of the start of the day. Everything that could have gone wrong had gone wrong. But then again, it had led me to the situation I was in now. I had acquired my own personal slave, which I can do whatever I want with. Though he was clumsy, he had something in him that I wanted. I just needed to find out how to get that from him.

I look over at him, where he was lying on his side beside me, looking more gorgeous than any man that has ever laid there. He was sprawled out, his strong limbs sticking out from his body. His face was relaxed, which made him look even younger. Not that I knew how old he was. But even though he was as relaxed as I’d even seen him, he still held an awkwardness over himself. I scooted a bit closer to him, stealing some of the warmth that radiated out from his body. A smile stretched across my face as I saw the difference between our skin tones and how well they looked together. He wore the olive tanned skin tone with easiness, the most classic sign of a slave. The sign of staying out in the sun. My pale skin looked paler than ever compared to his, but I liked it.

Still in his sleep, he stretched out his arms, brushing them against mine. I shivered lightly, letting the sensation run through my body. He didn’t move more though, which I only found frustrating. I wanted more from him, only, I wanted to be in control. I would like him to touch me, but he could easily step over my boundaries. No, I couldn’t let that happen. I needed him to be unable to touch me at all. At least until he learned how I wanted things. I sat up in my bed, looking around for something to use. I nodded slightly in approval as I saw my deep red silken scarf hanging neatly on the handle of my wardrobe.

I shuffled myself to the edge of my bed, standing up slowly to make sure I didn’t wake up Enzo. I really didn’t want to ruin this. Once I had got up on my feet without making a noise, I padded slowly over to my wardrobe, grabbing the scarf, before I headed back again. A smirk formed on my face as I stood in the end, looking down at him. He looked so innocent. Not that he would look innocent for long.

I quickly climbed up in the bed again, still careful not to wake him up. Very carefully I grabbed his left arm and stretched it over his head, before I slowly leaned over him to grab a hold of his other arm and stretch that over his head too. His face grimaced a bit over this treatment, but he stayed asleep, much to my surprise. Oh well, he would be the one to be surprised when he woke up, that’s for sure, I thought for myself as I tied his hands up to the metal bars on my bed. As soon has his hands were tied tightly up I shuffled a bit away to take a look at my handiwork.

He looked magnificent. The way his toned abs got stretched out with his arms over his head. The way he looked so peaceful, like he was ready to submit for me. He looked like someone I would love to play with. And I wanted to play. I wanted to play with him so badly, but I had to wait. It would be so much more fun when he realized what was going to happen. So I refrained myself and crept underneath the cover. I would just lay still here until he wakes up. And then the fun will begin.

It took a while before he woke up, but he finally started to move beside me, signaling that he was awake. I grinned. It was time to play.

I crept out of the covers and before he could react, I had straddled him. I looked down at him, and a terrified expression met me. I stifled the urge to laugh. That expression only made look more desirable in my eyes. Those bright blue eyes of his only got more defined when his eyes were as wide as they were now. And the way his body shook ever so slightly underneath me sent shivers of desire running up my spine. He looked so fine underneath me, totally in my control.

“What is going…?” He tries to mumble to himself, but I quickly shut him up by placing my lips on his. The rest of his question is drowned behind my lips as I move them slowly against his, trying to get him to open up to me. He wriggles underneath me, which only sends new shivers up my spine. I let out a small moan and he seems to give up his struggles as he realize that they are futile.

In fact, he seems to like my reaction to him. Or, his body does as it speaks for itself. I can feel him harden underneath me. Another moan escapes my lips and I dig my long nails into his sides. He flinches slightly, but keeps still. His erection grows more underneath me and I chuckle lightly.

“You like this, don’t you?” His cheeks flushes a lovely shade of red and he tries to look away in embarrassment. I reach out one hand to hold his face so he can’t look away from me. He weakly tries to shake his head in protest.

“Don’t lie to me Enzo.” I order him. “Your body tells me that you do.” I let go of his face and let my hand trail down his chest and over his stomach. Shivers run through his body and he lets out a soft moan. I smile triumphantly as I dig my nails back into his side and he lets out a new moan. I lean down towards him and let my mouth close the distance to his. This time he doesn’t protest. He kisses me back, our tongues swirling around each other’s until I let him know that I was still in control by ending the kiss quickly.

I was the one to be in control, not him. That was something he would learn soon enough. Today was just his first lesson, and it seemed like he took it quite well, since he now had surrendered.

I decided to reward him for his good behavior, and myself for my patience with him. I watched his face closely as I lowered myself onto him, and he groaned as pure bliss washed across his face. I raked my nails over his chest again, arching my back at the exquisite feeling of him filling me up.

“See how good it can be when you obey me?” My voice is hoarse and laced with desire. He doesn’t answer me, but I don’t need one. The way he slightly bucks his hips is more than enough. He wants this, or, at least his body does. It’s all the confirmation I need. I lift myself slowly up until he’s barely inside me before I let myself down again. Just this little motion seems to tip him off, as he’s moaning, trying to buck his hips once more.

“Please.” His little plead is barely hearable, as he chokes it out. A smile spreads across my face as I repeat my movements, earning me another moan. At this point, I am beyond caring of what he wants. I set up my pace, throw my head back as I arch my back and rake my long nails over his body. I can hear him moan and pant underneath me, but I do not take any notice of it. I just keep going, occasionally letting my hands trail over him, feeling him shiver underneath my touch. I feel the familiar pressure build inside me and I know I don’t have long before I come. I shifted my weight a bit before I set up my pace even more, pushing myself closer and closer to my climax, not paying attention to anything else. Heat builds up until I know I can’t take it anymore and I climax all around him, my limbs trembling and blood rushing in my ears like waterfalls.

***

I leapt out of the bed and rushed towards the wardrobe, opening the doors with force. Finding my black velvet dress hanging there, I almost rip it out.

“Enzo, you know what to do.” I barked out my command, standing there with my dress. For once he’s not slow, but jumps out of the bed and runs to my side. He quickly helps me into my dress, and I can feel the heavy fabric stroking my skin, hugging it in its embrace. I find the dark violet corset with embroidered flowers that goes with the dress and hand it to him.  

“Lace it up as tight as possible.”

He wraps the corset around my waist and laces it up as fast as possible, but I can feel his hands trembling. I try to keep a harsh remark down when he stops for a moment. Just when I opened my mouth to snap at him for being slow, he grabbed the laces and pulled as hard as he could, leaving me to snap my breath. Pain stung through my ribs, but I ignored it. I turned around to face him as he got done. I let my eyes glance over him and I wanted to smile on approval, as he was still naked, looking gorgeous. But, he was needed with clothes on now.

“Get your clothes on.”

He scurried over to the pile on the floor with his clothes, jumping into them.

“Now, you are free to do as you wish for the next few hours. But, I want you back here at sunset. Is that clear?”

He nods in response and leave my chamber, still in a hurry. I let out a sigh, remembering myself to be patient with him. After all, his training had barely started, and he had more to expect tonight. But, before that, I had more important things to attend to. Like, my father’s arrival back home.