*WARNING HAS SLIGHT ABUSIVE SCENES IN THIS CHAPTER*
Beast's POV
Now that I'm in control again, let's have some long awaited fun!, I thought with a grin. I crack my knuckles. I look at my beautiful woman, and see the lovely fear in her eyes. Oh how I LOVE that look! I start walking towards her and she scoots back into the headboard, trying to scour away. Luckily for me, she couldn't move back any farther and I wouldn't have to chase her, again. I set my dominant fist in a fisted position and raise it, ready to give my woman a good ol' love tap. She sets her arms in front of her face, protecting it and flinching away. I've always thought she was beautiful, no doubt about that. But personally, I think she would even more beautiful with bruises tattering her golden brown soft skin. I mean, could you imagine it?! GOD I can't wait to be able to feel her again, and to make sure her skin is exactly how I like it. I start to love tap her 'til her skin is how I like it. I love hearing the screams in pain and pleas of help and for me to stop. Problem is, I can't stop. Why? Well, because I'm having to much fun right now and it would be a waste to not have fun or my first day out in forever. I aim for her stomach and I- miss? I try again and i miss again. DAMMIT! It seems like no matter how much control I have, I will never be able to hit where that DAMN BABY IS!!! I punch a hole in the wall, turn around, and walk away. Seems like you, little Kameron, is using all your strength so i won't hit that baby, I smile viciously, I wonder how long you can hold out before you can't hold me back anymore. As long as I have to, I hear him say. With that, my smile fades and anger boils.
"S-Sir?", I hear a pained, timid voice from behind me say
"What?', I say in a menacing voice
"M-may I go clean up? So know one suspects anything?", she asks, clear terror can be heard in her voice. I nod, we don't need anyone to hear her screams. Luckily I asked for the room farthest from people and where no one goes to, and she runs to the bathroom, closes the door, and the next thing I hear, is the shower running. I sit down on the couch and turn the tv onto boxing. I get pulled in, watching as every single splat of blood gracefully touches the ground and runs down the men's faces. It makes me want to taste it, but sadly it can't be since it's not real. I don't know what this.....lust for blood is, but.... I like it. It's exhilarating! It makes be feel like I'm on a high all the time! Hahahaha! I was so lost in my thoughts I didn't see that I was laughing like a maniac outside my thoughts. My girl was looking at me like I was a freak, with only a towel on.
Her body had droplets coming down, sliding off of her body like she was silk. She was beautiful and more tempting than ever. I wanted her so bad and stood up. I walked over to her and caressed her cheek, leaning in. I was going to kiss her, and more, but something in me told me, 'not tonight'. I let my hand fall and walk back to the couch. I sit and let myself get pulled in again. I hear my girl go back into the bathroom, to most likely get dressed.
Alex's POV
We sit down on the couch, me beside Lu and Derek across from us. I hear what he said. Wait.... BDSM?, I think to myself.
"Wait, wait, wait.... wait! Before you start explaining, what the hell is BDSM?" I say
"BDSM its stands for Bondage and Discipline, Dominance and Submission, Sadist and Masochism. It's a lifestyle where the bottom lets the top give them pleasure and lets the top do what they want to them, with restrictions. I was in that lifestyle too, and Derek was my Dom or dominant, otherwise known as the top. I was the sub or submissive, otherwise known as the bottom.", Luke says.
“Okay, go on,” I say. He nods and continues, “Four years ago, I met Lucy. When he was still a g-”
“When i was different!”, Luke interrupted, glaring at Derek.
“Y-yes, when he wad different.. anyway, I thought Lucy was beautiful, I was mesmerized by him. He was outside my business, sitting on the sidewalk looking at his hands. I went up to him and I asked him if he had somewhere to go. He said no so i took him in. We go to know each other and I started to fall in love with him more everyday. Soon I asked his on a date, he said yes. Couple dates went by and I asked him to be my boyfriend. He said yess. Then a few months went by and we had our first time together. My Dom side accidentally came out and during it, his sub side came out. After, I told him about him of my lifestyle and he accepted it and i became his Dom, giving him the collar. A year passed and my...anger... my grief turned into rage and.... I hit Lucy for the first time..”. My hands turned fisted and I stood up. “YOU WHAT???!!! You fucking hurt my LU??!!!!”, I screamed. I went to grab him, bu u felt his hand, my Lubug, on my arm. Immediately calming me down. I felt sparks as he moved his hands up my arm, down my shoulder, to my back. I shuddered at his touch, sparks leaving a path at his touch. I sat down, LUke got on my lap and straddled me. His hands wrapped around my neck , while mine go to his waist.
HE whispered in my ear, “It’s okay Allycat. I’m yours. I’m in your hands now. He wont hurt me anymore. I’m yours.”. At that, he leans down to my neck and places light kisses on my neck, knowing it was going to effect me. My hands go to his hips and i grasp them.
Derek, not knowing what Luke was doing, continues. “I regretted it afterwards! I promise!”.
“Continue.”, I say through gritted teeth, trying to keep my moans and groans of pleasure at bay as he sucks my neck. This little tease! Payback is going to be hell for him, I thought with a smirk.
“Soon after, my Dom and rage started to...mix. I’d end up hitting him during our practices. It got so bad that I’d hit him at home... One night, my business was thriving so much, that i texted Lucy and told him i was going to be home late. When I got back, He wasn’t there. I’d spend every night for two years looking for him , talking to the police, looking on social media, etc. I went to therapies and groups for my rage and I finally got it under control. Then I finally found you... two years later. And that’s the story.”.
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