***WARNING: MATURE CONTENT***
Darkness was something Ambrosia knew far too well. From childhood bullying to the loss of her parents, it seemed she couldn't escape it. She hid her outgoing personality from the world. Her only real happiness came from...
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I'm a fucking monster! How could a normal person do something like this to the people they loved? Yes, I've done it before but never to someone I cared about with all my heart. Something was seriously wrong with me.
I looked at their red welled skin in shame. I should've never pushed them this far. I know they pushed me to do this, but there was no excuse for causing so much pain. I was a fucked up individual and I've corrupted two of the most important people in my life.
When I started this journey to become a Dom I was happy I found others like me who shared the same darkness as me. Master Samson took great care of me when I was at my lowest stage. When I was too scared I would hurt someone beyond repair. But he was with me every step of the way, guiding me. He told me I was a natural at it.
But when he looked at me today when I told him about my insubordinate subs, it pissed me off. Yes, at first because I had looked up to him for a good part of my life and I covered his approval, but not just that. That look said that he could do a better job than me. It struck my pride.
When I got the hang of it I enjoyed what I did and became a master in under two years. I am the youngest master in Indigo Rose history. But that damn look made me feel like a failure. I hated it. I wanted to prove that there was a reason I was a master at twenty-one. But I pushed it too far.
Their screams of pain did nothing but turn me on more. What kind of sick bastard thrives off of hurting people? Me. I'm the sick bastard.
"What's wrong, bookie?"
"I'm so fuckin' sorry."
"What? What are you sorry for?"
They tried to sit up, but their movements were stiff. They were in pain and it was all because of me and my stupid need to be in control.
"I did this to you. You're both hurting and I like it. I like seeing your asses red and bruised from my belt. I'm a sick fuck because I want go so much further than that. I want to hurt you. I like hurting you. I am even sicker because it made me so god damn hard I want to fuck you until I'm spent."
"Eric..." They both wipes away my tears so gently it was like they were more worried about me than themselves. I didn't deserved them.
"If you're a sick fuck then so are we because we also liked it. We wanted it so bad that we pushed you over the edge on purpose." Daniel said.
"Exactly. Look at us, baby. We're so horny we can barely see straight."
Opening my eyes I was blinded by the smiles on their faces. Did they not feel the pain anymore? Looking down at Daniel's cock it was just as thick and heavy as mine was, glistening with pre-cum. There was no doubt he was turned on.
