Sadist vs. Masochist

Chapter 10

*Isiah's POV*

We get off the plane with the rain down pouring. The windows are splattered with patterns.

Pipper and I speed walk to the baggage claim to retrieve our luggage. Her red duffel bag rests on the moving belt along with my blue one a few suitcases behind it.

"Do you want to go buy the pregnancy tests," I ask her with a gleeful voice.

"Yes," she replies back with excitement.

"I'll go rent us a car, wait here for me," I tell her.  I walk over to the desk and wait my turn.

*Pipper's POV*

I wonder if I am pregnant? Is it okay to have sex while your pregnant? What names would we choose for a boy? or a girl? Too many questions that are still hypothetical.

I people watch as I wait for Isiah, airports are one of my favorite places. Just as I start zoning out, my phone rings. It's my mom.

"Hello," I say with a question. I haven't heard from her in a few months.

"I heard you're here in the city," her voice sounds happy for once.

"Yes we are, how did you know," I ask.

It takes her a minute to respond, "Isiah texted me a few hours ago and asked if you two could stay with me."

My mind ponders for a little before I respond back, "Oh, well, can we?"

"Of course silly, you know where I am. Text me when you're on your way," she says with a giggle and hangs up. She's always been a bit off in some areas. Just as she hung up, Isiah walks up with keys in his hand.

"So you texted my mom," I tell him.

"Indeed I did, you need to see her anyways so no argument," he replied back. He was right so I let the conversation rest. 

We walk out to the car, it's small with a grey paint job. We load everything up and Isiah starts the car.

As he gets in he puts his thumb against my lips and pushes against them. Next thing I know, his lips are biting mine. In an aggressive way he grabs my throat, "Don't forget you're mine little one," his voice makes me melt.

He pulls down his dark grey sweatpants to reveal his bulge growing bigger and bigger. His lips make there way to my boobs where his kisses become wetter and wetter. Within a minute they're covered in hickies.

"Suck on daddy's cock, babygirl."

I do as I'm told and pull down his compressions. My tongue swirls around his head and I moan to send chills down his body. I deep throat his dick and gag a few times.

My hands cup his balls and move them a bit. "That's it princess, deep throat," he says following it with a spanking. I moan and vibrate his body. He realizes how good it feels and reaches towards my pussy.

"Aw little cum slut is wet through her panties and leggings, how cute," his voice is taunting. His large hand slips between my skin and panties. His fingertips are cold, creating a new sensation between my legs. 

Two fingers slip in and I immediately begin moaning relentlessly. "Daddy, I need you to fuck me please," I beg for him.

"Keep sucking daddy's cock while I drive somewhere more private," he tells me. After about 3 minutes of driving, he pulls me up by my hair.

"Take your leggings off, now." He adjusts his seat as far back as it could go. Next, his hands roughly grab my waist and he positions me over him.

I sit on his dick and moan his name louder than I ever have. His hand slaps my face leaving a red mark, "Don't moan my name you stupid whore, it's 'Daddy' to you. Understood?"

I nod at him and he slaps me again, "You're such a good girl."

He holds my waist and starts thrusting into me, each stroke getting longer and harder. I can't hold it in anymore, I'm going to orgasm right now.  "Daddy, I-I came."

His eyes grow dark and a smile grows on his face. His hand wraps around my throat, extremely tight though. I can't breathe anymore. "Re," but before I could get the word out. Everything went to black.

*Isiah's POV*

I grab my phone to call her mom.

"Hey, Pipper's old friend from high school is in town for the night. We're going to stay at her hotel with her tonight and then go with you tomorrow."

"Okay. Have fun and be safe you guys," she responds back clueless. I hang up the call and drive to a hotel.

I pull up to the black and red hotel where men outside await my service. I grab Pipper's dead weight body and throw her over my shoulder.

"Luggage is in the back," I say to the tall man and slip him a $50 bill.

"Yes sir, choke her did ya?"

I look at him and smile, "Best way to do this."

As we enter the hotel, women are on leashes and men are hauling them around. Some are being used as foot stools and others are acting as urinals for the men.

I walk to the front desk where two men with dark hair greet me. "How can we help you?"

"I reserved a room under the name Isiah," I tell them.

"Ah yes, you are in room 423," the man says as his eyes roll over onto Pipper's ass. His hand reaches out to grab it.

I grab his wrist and twist his arm, "Don't you ever touch her or I will kill you myself."

"You love her, do you," he asks almost as a statement.

"Married to her," I simply say and walk away.

I get in the small, dark elevator and ride to floor 3. After getting to our room, I lay Pipper on the silky soft bed. My body molds to her as I wait for her to wake up. I kiss her soft lips and play with her hair. I end up falling asleep too.

*Pipper's POV*

My head hurts so badly, so does my throat. I look around and see that we're at the BDSM hotel. That's not what it's called, but that's how I refer to it.

Isiah is sound asleep to the right of me, this could get interesting. I search the room for cuffs or rope, but end up finding both. I choose the rope because the cuffs he could break out of.

I pull his right wrist to the top right post and tie it extra right. Then to his left wrist, right ankle, and left ankle. I get on top of him and start kissing his rough neck and make my  way down to his dick.

"What the fuck is going on," Isiah yells with that harsh voice of his.

I ignore it and proceed with putting it in my mouth. Deep throating it slowly, I moan for the vibration and his hips move upward.

"Pipper get the hell off of me now," again I ignore him. I start riding his long hard dick till he cums.

Instead of stopping though, I make him cum several more times. Till he's whimpering and crying for me to stop.

"Don't ever make me blackout like that again, understood," I tell him.

"Yes," is all that comes out of his mouth.

I loosen the rope from all his limbs and see his eyes turn black again. I start running out of the hotel door as fast as I can.