Page 311 of Ashes of Sin and Stardust

My cock hardened at the sounds coming out of her throat. In the past, it had been so hard to get to this point with others, to allow myself mentally to be free and open with someone. But with Alice, she craved my inner demons more than she craved my kindness. The only thing she wanted from me was to be as awful to her as I felt the need to be.

And that, really, was why I was so addicted to her. Because she saw me for who I was and loved me for it. Sheneededme for it. It was just me and her in the world, our pain and our pleasure, our need and our sweat, our cum and our tears. It was like being high on the best possible drug, one that made me feel more alive than anything else. And she gave that to me... and she relished it.

I leaned into her body, feeling her curves and her sweat. Her tears and her cum soaked through my clothes. Jerking myself roughly with one hand, I set the other on the wall behind her, leaning forward and growling roughly in her ear.

“I love you like this, you know that? I love seeing you like this, taking my shit, taking my sin. Crying for me. Hating me so much. Oh my fuck, Alice, do I love you for it. I’m sorry, baby, I can’t help it.” I bit her neck and dragged my tongue down her neck and her torso, lapping at the sweat on her skin, tracing the snakes circling her belly with the tip of my tongue, shoving it into the divot of her belly button. She was moaning furiously.

“God, you taste amazing.” I let my mouth move down her hips, lapping at her mons and her inner thighs, knowing it drove her absolutely insane to have my tongue so close to her sopping wet pussy, but knowing there was no way in hell I would give her what she wanted.

“That’s right, cry for me, baby. Let me see how bad you want it.” Between the edging and the pain, she was dripping. I dipped a finger into her and gathered some of her wetness, then painted it along her thigh, licking and sucking it up. I nibbled on the sensitive fleshy spots, nearing her but refusing to eat her sweet cunt.

She was wailing and begging, her words lost to the gag with the small hoop through her tongue. “Quite a lot of noise you’re making up there, monster. Should I silence you?” I rose and shoved three fingers into her throat. Her eyes crossed and she shuddered slightly. Jerking my hand away, I growled, “Or should I take out that gag and make you talk?”

She was dazed and overwhelmed, and I could tell she was nearing subspace. There was no way I’d get her talking right now unless I coaxed her back up out of her headspace, and I didn’t want to do that right now. I liked where we were going... and honestly, she deserved it. It had been five days of torture, and she deserved a reprieve. I’d pull a confession from her another time.

“You ready? Or you want more?” I grabbed her chin and made her look at me, stroking her soft tongue, dry from her panting, with the tip of my finger. Her eyes locked onto mine like magnets, not releasing me. Clinging to me. Needing me.

Fuck.

I spat on her tongue, rubbing the wetness onto it. Her tears and snot were starting to drip onto her own mouth. God what a mess she was.

I resumed my torture of her, switching from a crop to a cane. I hit her pussy and her thighs, and the globes of her perfect ass. Then I switched to the vibrator, edging her and switching back to pain when she got too close. Her screams and wails of desperation faded away as she began to lose herself, unable to keep track of the sensations I was throwing at her.

One day I’m going to hurt her too bad. The thought invaded my mind, unwelcome and jarring.One day I’ll be too dark, go too far, cross a line, and hurt her too bad, and she won’t look at me the same way. She’ll pull back from me. She’ll be hurt. She’ll be scared.

I set the cane aside, immediately unscrewing the hoop from her tongue and pulling the ring gag from her mouth. Alice seemed to notice the change in my mood and my behavior but didn’t speak.

I held a water bottle up to her, a straw in it so she could sit. She dragged on the straw and gulped down the water, letting it fall from her mouth for a moment as she gasped for air, and then swallowed more.

“Careful, goblin.”

She mumbled something incoherent.

“What is it, baby?”

She mumbled again, and I couldn’t catch it.

“Do you need more? Do you need down?”

“It’s okay,” she murmured. “I’m okay. I’m okay.”

I kissed her cheeks.

“I don’t hate you,” she mumbled softly, her eyes spaced out. “I don’t. Please don’t quit on me.”

She had not only noticed the change in my headspace, she’d clearly figured out exactly what freaked me out.

“Please, Sir. Please hurt me... Please let me... I need...ahh...”

I couldn’t hurt her anymore today... but I could give her relief. Even if I could never take her to the heights I hoped... at least I could give her safety and pleasure.

I wiped the tears and sweat from her face and pressed my lips against hers, feeling the heat and the softness of her mouth against mine. Jesus, she was intoxicating. Letting my hand trail down her body, I toyed at her slit, feeling her pulse and quiver at my fingers. She attempted to speak around my mouth, but couldn’t, because I was licking her lips and sucking on her tongue.

Sliding two fingers into her tight, needy cunt, I curled them up against her g-spot, and let my thumb nudge at her clit. I growled into her mouth. “Come for me right now, Alice.”

I felt every muscle in her body release, except the ones down in her pussy, which flexed and fluttered around my fingers. I rubbed at that spot until I felt her orgasm start to fade, and then I roughly thrust my fingers in and out of her, fucking her with my hand harder and harder, still catching her moans and her screams on my tongue.

The way she gasped and screamed into my mouth had me coming in my pants like a fucking virgin seeing tits for the first time. I kissed her hard, swallowing her screams, jerking myself with my other hand as I rode out my own orgasm.Right as she started to come down, I pressed my palm against her clit, rubbing furiously against her little nub while I fucked her with my fingers. She screamed and squirted on the floor, her eyes crossing. She choked on her scream and jerked in her restraints as the pleasure faded into pain.

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