The Brotherhood Series Part 2 New Beginnings

All for her love.

Erotic Dungeon scene!!!

Mr. X felt strange as he watched the man being tortured. He couldn't understand what had changed in him. He felt sad for Catarina having to endure torture. This was a first for him. He had to leave. He looked over at Gideon who was drinking scotch from a gallon sized jug. He also seemed to be in a trance as he stared at the screen. X thought it best not to disturb him so he slipped out quietly. He began the long hike back to the gates where his car awaited him. He began running towards the gate. He ran about a mile then jogged another mile. He continues the run a mile /jog a mile pattern he had set for himself. He came to the last two miles and decided to run the rest of the way as fast as he could. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest as he ran at full speed. He reached his vehicle and slowed to a stop a few feet from it. He wiped the sweat from his face and forehead with a handkerchief he kept in his pocket. I need to get to Catarina. He chugged the two bottles of water he had brought with him. Then he turned the air conditioning on in the car full blast as he was sweating quite profusely from his run. His clothes stuck to him. He looked a mess. His short brown hair was damp from sweat. His face was still stained from the tears he'd shed for Catarina. Now he just wanted to go to her and hold her close allowing noone to harm her ever again. Where did this desire to protect her come from? He had always hurt women before. Always tortured them. But not her she was different. A rare gem. A beauty to behold, someone to love, honor and cherish for all his life. Now he has to live right for her.
        For the love of my wife I would do anything she wanted me to. He thought as he drove home. He was excited to get home so they could cuddle on the couch before they went on their honeymoon. He was happy as he pressed the button on the garage opener in his car. He made his way in the house he thought he smelled chocolate chip cookies as he exited his car in the attached garage. He placed his finger on the fingerprint scanner as he waited for the door to unlock. He felt anxious to see his bride. He called out to her as he walked through the living room then into the kitchen looking for her. He saw her taking cookies from the oven. He made eye contact with her as she placed cookies on a platter. He snagged a warm cookie then leaned against the counter top to kiss her on the lips chastely before heading for the shower.
     He munched on two more cookies as he stripped out of his dress pants and button down shirt. He headed to the ensuite bathroom nude. He saw she had straightened up the room while he was gone. What an angel I have. She bakes too! Baked goods where his weakness especially homemade  chocolate chip cookies! She surprised him everyday. He showered quickly because he wanted to throw a load of laundry in the washer to take with them on the honeymoon. Not that they needed to but it was her favorite blanket and fluffy pink robe she wore every night after her shower. He had a black one that he seldom wore. He preferred to be in his boxers at night, or better yet nude pressed against Catarina lightly massaging her golden skin. Then twirling her honey blonde hair in his fingers until she fell asleep. How he loved to watch her sleep. She'd scrunch up her nose every once in a while. She also sighed when he wasn't holding her against his body. It's as if subconsciously she felt him move away from her but she didn't like it. One morning she surprised him by waking him up by riding him while leaning down to kiss his lips then his neck as he opened his eyes he saw her messy curly hair cascading down to her breasts. Her  brown tight nipples where peeking through her sheer white nightgown. What a glorious way to wake up! What a lucky man he is! As she continued bouncing happily up and down on top of him he lay there enjoying the attention she was giving him. She rubbed his arms then his chest. She even kissed then sucked his nipples taking care to not pull his nipple piercings. He had a barbell in each nipple. He recently went to have his penis pierced  he waited to ask Catarina if she wanted him to do it. He had never had to think  about anyone else before. Just before he was going to cum he felt his angel tightening around his penis then when she threw her head back and moaned loudly he came inside her. Something he had never done before. But she was his wife afterall. She was on birth control that blocked the egg from dropping down to fertilize. It was a little more technical then that but that was the easiest way to explain it.
             These where his thoughts as she slipped in to the steamy shower with X. She looked up at him as he placed his hands on her hips gently as she stood on tip toes to reach his lips when he met her halfway she put her arms around his neck then wrapped her legs around his waist. He placed her bottom in his hands. He lifted her so that he already erect penis rubbed her clit when it did she shivered from the contact. He continued to rub his penis on her now engorged clit. As it swelled he continued rubbing his penis up and down her entrance. She tried to insert him into herself by arching her back while lifting her butt he shook his head no. She countered by biting his lip then shaking her head yes. He pressed her against the wall of the very large steam shower as he pressed his lips to hers roughly he slipped his tongue in her mouth circling round and round her tongue. As their tongues danced X pressed a button inside the shower and a shelf came out of the bathroom wall at the height that he was currently holding her at. He placed her on the shelf as he pressed another button classical music filled the large steamy bathroom. He grabbed the large loufa sponge then squirted lavender-jasmine body wash on it as he began working  the soap into a lather.   He wasted no time washing their bodies. He did so rather hastily not caring whether they where properly clean. He noticed Catarina was playing with her nipples with one hand while the other one had 2 fingers deep inside her wet pussy. He had never seen her finger herself before. It was as though they where under a waterfall it was a very erotic scene. He began pulling hard on his penis. She watched him watch her as she continued finger fucking herself. He stopped playing with himself as he kneeled down onto the floor of the shower. She stopped fingering herself as she watched him closely while the water came down in seperate droplets almost like a type of controlled rain. He spread her legs some more then when he was satisfied he put each ankle over his shoulders so he could get at her mount of venus. As he sucked her clit into his mouth he could feel his dick twitch. He began running his fingers from her anus to her clit back and forth. When he slammed two of his wet large fingers inside her she moaned loudly as she road the wave of her orgasm. It lasted several minutes as he continued ramming his fingers in and out of her while he sucked on her clit then licked it. She moved with every thrust of his hand.  When he licked her bottom hole she stopped moving. He stuck his tongue inside her, she wasn't sure if she liked it or not so she stayed still concentrating on the sensation her husband provided her. He gave her so much pleasure all the time. She could try this strange new thing for him. What a lucky woman I am she thought. She felt so much love for him. She wanted to give him children. He's great with kids. I can't wait to go on our honeymoon tonight maybe I'll feel comfortable enough to talk more. A kid can't have a Mom who hardly ever speaks more then 10 words a day. She felt her climax growing again rapidly. He stopped his ministrations then stood quickly revealing his large red swollen cock. He slammed into her fucking her roughly as she struggled to hold on to his neck and look into his eyes. He had a strange look in his eyes one she hadn't seen before. Was he angry? He pounded into her now sore pussy. She didn't think she could come again so soon but when his hot sticky cum shot into her like a faucet it was just enough pressure on her g-spot to send her spiraling over the edge. She screamed and screamed as she shattered into a million pieces. He turned off the shower then picked her up off the shelf again. He grabbed the warm bath sheet courtesy of the amazing invention of warming cupboards wrapping it around himself then holding her to his chest with her legs wrapped around him he enveloped her in his arms where she fit so beautifully as though she where made just for him. Their bodies seemed to mold together just right. He had had many other women but none he enjoyed holding more then his wife. She was truly a treasure to him. She warmed his heart each time he thought of her. When he saw her he'd get a tingly feeling all over even in his stomach. He hadn't ever felt the things that she made him feel. Everytime it happened he'd wonder how she did it. Was it magic? Did  she poses some rare ability that allowed her to tame his wild heart? He kept up with the fast pace he had set. After the 15 or 16th thrust she felt like she may faint if she came close to climax again. He pounded into her relentlessly for about 30minutes. He didn't feel as if he where going to come anytime soon so he walked her out of the shower room into the bedroom then into the large walk-in closet in the master bedroom. He took her into the closet set her onto a plush chair while he pulls the lever that rotates the door to the hidden door inside the back of the closet. This is why he chose this property for their honeymoon night. He takes a black scarf down from a hook on the wall then he blindfolds his mistress. He then tosses her over his shoulder in a fireman's carry as he enters the secret passageway that'll take them to euphoria. He enters the sleek modern playroom, with red walls, manly black leather couches with gleaming chrome all around the room. Not that he allowed Catarina to see it yet for fear of ptsd giving her a tough time it could ruin their honeymoon.
The Dungeon :

      He shackled her to the huge, black, ornate, St. Andrew's cross that stood proudly on the wall. X had slipped on Black Calvin Klein underwear. He looked like a sexy underwear model. Not that his wife could see that from underneath the blindfold he had secured over her face. He circled her as though she where his prey. He held a crop in one hand and a cat o'9 tails in the other. The cat o' 9 tails had tiny feathers on the end of each tail. He drug the feathers up her leg gently causing her to flinch from the contact. Then he reached her clit he slowed even more as he rested the tiny feather above her small bud. He gently allowed the feather to touch her most sensitive area she shivered and smiled. He bent down and blew on her clit where the feather had touched. She let out a stifled giggle. It was music to his ears. He traveled up her tight stomach between her breasts then to each nipple as she arched her back into the cat o nine tails. He moved it up her neck, slowly making his way to her lips. Then he removed it quickly and gave her a hard whack on her left breast a surprised cry escaped her lips. Then it stung  her right breast. He began striking her body all over with the crop. Her legs, belly, pussy, arms, breasts, nothing was safe. When he turned the crop around and pushed the handle into her pussy she screamed from the sensation. Her whole body felt as if he had set it alight. Like flames licked her skin where he had used the crop. He fucked her pussy with the handle going in much deeper then she was prepared for. She was writhing and moaning like she never had before. He kept pushing the crop in and out of her harder and harder until she thought she could take it no more. That's when he brought the Cat o'nine tails back to her clit and began repeatedly hiting it over and over.She lost count at 47. That's when she was in such a state of euphoria she didn't feel anything but  the most unimaginable pleasure that she had never felt. She came twice hard from the thrusting of the crop and the abuse to her clit. She began trembling as the shackles about her ankles and wrists rattled. She sighed when he removed the crop and the cat o'nine tails. He replaced it with his hard cock that he rammed into her. Not giving her time to adjust to the stretching size. He thrust all in balls slapping against her as he pushed in and out quickly. 5 minutes at this feverish pace and they where both panting and sweating from the exertion. He felt his balls squeezing tight against him as he rammed into her one last time he came with an animalistic growl hungrily devouring her lips with his. He tasted a little blood in the kiss but that didn't stop either of them she met his swirling tongue with lust as she moaned into his mouth when she came a final time. He stayed inside her for a couple minutes not wanting to move. He felt his penis twitching inside her as the last few squirts of cum emptied into her. He pulled out quickly and reluctantly. He saw her sag against the leather cross she was shackled to. She dropped her head to her chin. Subspace... Ah what a beautiful thing. His lady was a million miles away floating in a sea of ectasy. He uncuffed her wrists one at a time taking a moment to massage life back into them from being spread wide apart. Then he kissed her swollen lips tenderly and whispered "I love you, babygirl." As he bent to undo her ankles. Her body collapsed onto his back he stood and lifted her. She was so light 120lbs. He would have to put 10 to 15 lbs on her. She was too thin for his liking. He liked her curves. He carried her to the next room. It was a cozy bedroom with tan walls. The room contained a large antique bed with damask curtains that would enclose the bed completely. He lay her down then pulled the covers up over her as he climbed over her then snuggled into her hair inhaling deeply as he smelled her shampoo. He kissed her on the cheek before wrapping his arms around her then entwining his legs with hers. His last thought before he fell into a blissful sleep was I love this woman and would do anything for her.