Come Break Me Down

Chapter 30

I knew that he committed to finishing our little game when he leaned down to kiss me with that depraved smirk on his face. After pushing his tongue into my mouth and biting down on my lip so hard that I could swear that I felt the skin break, he smiled down at me. "Didn't I tell you not to move your hands?" He asked, staring into my face.

"I'm sorry." I answered, knowing that no matter what I said, he planned to punish me.

"You think so?" He asked, tilting his head to the side and laughing, but this wasn't Jared's laugh, this laugh belonged to the joker. This was so different, and I somehow knew that this night wouldn't be like any of the times before, with the characters he's been in the past. "Let's just see how sorry you really are." He got up and unbuttoned his shirt, revealing all of the fake tattoos. It made him look so much more intimidating than normal. "Get your ass up."

Sitting up on the mattress, I swung my legs over the side and stood up. I walked over to him, ready to take whatever he was going to dish out. I was quickly turned around and forcefully bent over the bed. "Oh my God..." He caught me off guard with the force, but he was much stronger than before with those huge muscles.

He laughed, "No, sweetheart, I'm not your God, but you will kneel before me just the same." He mocked me, "You're mine and you will do whatever I ask."

With a shove, he forced my head all the way down to the mattress. "Keep your head down." The dominance in his voice as he spoke to me, sent a shiver up my spine and I pondered what he would do to me next. His fingernails raked all the way down my back before squeezing and roughly kneading my ass. He stood up straight and made sure to grind his denim covered hips against me while removing his belt.

When he was ready to move on, he sat down and pulled me across his lap.
I was totally prepared for the smacks he would deliver to my ass, since this wasn't anything new to me.

Usually he started off easy, but not tonight, he wasted no time in reddening my bottom. My ass was on fire and I knew I would feel it tomorrow. I cried out with every sharp smack.

Flinching as his fingers traced over my freshly spanked ass, I heard him snarl as he released me. I moved off of his lap and he walked across the room. He leaned down next to the door to pick up a bag that I hadn't even noticed when I came in. It was a black duffle bag and I knew right then that he was no where near finished with me.

Unzipping the black bag, he picked up the restraints and smiled, showing them to me. "We aren't done yet." He said and I watched him move closer. "On your back."He demanded.

The coolness of the sheets may have been a relief, even if only for a few seconds, but the weight of my body when I sat on the bed, stung. He grinned, "Lay all the way back, princess." He hovered over me, placing each wrist in a cuff. Once he had me secured and unable to move, he stepped back over to the bag.

Returning with a set of metal nipple clamps, he dangled them from his fingers and grinned. "Don't these look fun?" Climbing back over my body, he leaned down, flicking his tongue over my nipple. I felt the cold metal of the chain on my skin before the sharp metal clamp bit into my tender skin.

Repeating the process on the other nipple, he gave a good yank to the chain. I cried out, only to have him laugh. He unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, pulling them down and climbing onto the bed. Straddling my chest, he stroked himself right against my lips.

"Bite me and I will hurt you. Want a demonstration?" Before I could answer, he reached behind him and yanked hard on the chain, forcing a whimper to escape me. Smirking, he looked down at me. "Open."