Sinister Stories

Never Leave Me

"Stay with me," she pleaded.

I felt the grasp on my hands tighten. She really didn't like the thought of me leaving. Each time we were alone together I felt so in love with her, like I was all that she ever wanted.

"Aw pup," I choked, pulling her into me and running my hand through her silky smooth hair, "how could I ever leave you?"

With her head on my chest, I could feel my heart thump faster. Her tiny little paws wrapped their way around my back. Between my spine and the bed sheets. We laid there blissfully until she muttered a weak response. I stopped moving my hand and shifted my head to hear her speak, "What did you say?"

She made a cute noise with her mouth like an mmh sound before shuffling across my chest so that she ended on my side. Pursing her lips, "You can't leave me. Not ever."

I chuckled, "I love you too much to ever leave you."

She smiled. In turn I caught the fever and too smiled.

Jumping forward. Her lips landed on mine. It was so sweet. Her lips were as smooth as butter and the tongue that tapped against mine was the best I had ever tasted. I turned her over so that I could be on top. "I love you," she told me, "I love you with all my heart."

I felt myself smile as we continued to kiss.

Enjoying the moment, my hands made their way over her body, across her lovely thighs and up towards her waist. Taking myself away from her lips, I took her hand in mine and kissed it. She blushed innocently and watched as I made my way to her jammy bottoms and teased at the string, her voice fluttered with a laugh.

Pushing myself down the bed, I allowed myself more room to remove her bottoms. Immersed by the expression in her face, I pulled them down an inch, teasing myself more than her.

I came back to kiss her.

When I did, her hand shot down like a dog to their toy.

"You're hard."

Nervously laughing, "Pup, you're fucking hot of course I'm hard."

"I like it." She squirmed.

After another round of salived stained kisses, I ran my hand up her top. When I reached the mountains, her hand landed on my shoulder, "Please don't leave me." Her lips quivered.

"Never." I insisted.

Feeling the squishy texture between my hands, I let out a moan as did she, hers was much nicer than mine and didn't help my urge to get in. With both hands on them, I couldn't help but express my pleasure. With a gentle mmh she trembled, "I love you..."

I looked at her face.

Her expression had changed.

Like she was about to cry.

I took my hands from her top.

"Pup?"

She gulped back and turned her head to the side.

I rolled off from her and pulled her up so that her back was against the headboard, so that she couldn't hide her face, "What's wrong? Did you not want me to touch them?"

She shook her head, "No it feels good when you do."

I kissed her cheek, "Then what? I don't want to see you sad."

Turning to me, her frown anchored itself to my eyes, "Because I know that by morning you'll be gone again and that makes me sad."

I sighed. My girlfriend didn't like separation. She dealt with a few mental issues before I had even met her but I think that she had been hurt before in previous relationships so to find someone who was good to her scared her. That she feared being away for too long would cause me to want someone else or to change my mind. That wasn't going to happen, I had told her time and time again but it was futile. I had to prove it to her. Even now, two years on, the thought that by morning I would have to leave again for work clearly hurt her. I didn't see the point in repeating myself and instead, pushed my wants aside to be there for her.

"Come here," I gestured for her to cuddle with me.

As always, she moved in closer to me and smelt my chest. Rubbing her cheek against me as if to mark her territory. I always found it so cute.

"I'll be back. I always come back don't I?"

"Yeah I know you do. I'm sorry. It just came to mind and ruined what was really nice."

I traced her arm with my fingertips, "It's okay. We can just cuddle and chat instead if you want?"

I hadn't realised how tired I was. Being cuddled up against her like that must have made me doze off pretty quickly. By the time I opened my eyes again, the moon was up.

"Pup?" I yawned.

She was no longer cuddled against my chest.

Instead she sat at the end of the bed on her knees watching me.

"You fell asleep."

"I know. I was tired. But since you're up, how about we enjoy ourselves?"

Tempted by her shilletoute, I wanted to move forward. Only when I did, I noticed my hands were chained to the bed frame. I tried to shake it off but she had put on some heavy duty handcuffs. I chuckled, "Kinky. I like it. Alright. Do your worst."

I was expecting her to tease me. To move her body for me in a way that I would want to pounce on her. To have me gagging for it. But that wasn't what happened.

"I want you to never leave me." She told me, her words hit evenly apart as if they had been generated by a computer.

She moved closer towards me, crawling.

I could see she had changed. Into a lace dress type thing which showed her body like a photo frame. Incredible. I bit my lip staring at her boobs, the way they jiggled.

Stopping on my waist she sat directly on it.

And pulled out something from her underwear.

More aggressive this time, "I'm going to make sure you never leave me."

It was a toy gun.

We never had done role play before but here she was with handcuffs and a gun. I hadn't thought about it before but that really did make me pulse.

"Oh yeah?" I grunted, playing along, "and how are you going to do that?"

Shaking with the gun in her hand, she pulled it towards my head, "You can't leave me if you're dead."

"Woah, Pup that's a bit far."

She tilted her head, "too much?"

I smiled, "too much."

She nodded and was about to put it down when something crossed her mind.

I stiffened, "Hey?"

"Mmh?"

"What are you thinking?"

She ran her hand across my face, "When the sun comes up you'll be gone again."

I rolled my eyes, she didn't normally bring it up persistently.

She barked back, "why roll your eyes?"

"You need to trust me."

"I have a better idea."

She cocked the gun in my face.

"Hey that's not funny," I wriggled, "Take these fuckign things off."

"If I take them off you'll leave me!"

"No I won't!" I sighed, "Sorry I shouldn't shout. I won't leave. I'll stay here. Just plase i feel so uncomfortable just take them off."

She shook her head, "tell me that you love me."

"I love you." I croaked.

She smiled, "Good."

Then she pulled the trigger.

One bullet straight through the air. It wasn't a toy gun after all.

"Now you'll never have to leave my sight again."