Page 12 of Consumed By Desire

Legend

When she walked past me into the room, I wanted to grin like an idiot, but I held it in, following her inside. The room is gorgeous and opulent and has all the toys a person could ask for.

“Shannon, take your dress off I want to see you,” I start, but her actions cut off when she comes over to me and grabs my dick through my pants. “Shannon, what are you doing?”

“Assessing what’s mine. You said once I walked past that doorway there was no turning back, that I belonged to you. If I belong to you, then you belong to me, too,” she says, rubbing the length as much as she can.

“That is not quite how this is going to work. Now, stop that and take off your dress, Bella,” I command.

“How about you take your pants off so I can see this monster,” she says.

“You really do like to do things the hard way, but I am okay with that. And you will get very well acquainted with mymonster,as you call it, but first, you need to take off the dress. This is your last warning,” I tell her, looking down at her upturned, defiant face. I watch the smirk slowly appear on her face, and I smile in answer because I am up for the challenge. Reaching down, I take her hand without warning, spinning her around and pulling her against me. I take her hand in mine as I wrap both around her delicate neck. I bend down to whisper in her ear. “I like this dress, Bella, and I’d hate to cut it off of you,” I tell her as I slide my foot in between hers, kicking them open, before using my hand to pull her dress up over her hips. Wrapping my hand in the fabric of her underwear, I rip them off of her, and her moan floats to my ears before the egg drops to the floor. “Open,” I demand, stuffing her underwear in her mouth when she does. She begins protesting until the slap pings around the room from my hand hitting her bare pussy. “Shut up!” I growl in her ear. “I am going to release you, and you are going to keep those panties in your mouth, and you’re going to take this dress off, or you’re going to get punished.”

I release her, taking a step back, half expecting her to do as told and half wanting her to disobey me. In typical Shannon form, as soon as I am no longer holding her, she spits the panties out. Before she can blink, I am on her. I want to cut the dress off, but that would leave her with nothing to wear home. I walk up to her, taking the hem of her dress and pulling it up until I stop by her arms. “Lift them,” I tell her, and surprisingly she does without protest. I pull the dress off of her completely before reaching behind her and unhooking her bra, sliding it down her arms. “Hmm, beautiful,” I say as I fold her dress and bra and place them neatly on the bench. I make my way over to the chest, pick up the rope coiled on the top, and walk back over to her. I take her hand, pulling it behind her back before pulling her other hand back and binding them both with the rope. I pull her over to the foot of the bed before grabbing a pillow and placing it on the footboard. Placing a hand between her shoulder blades, I push her down until her face rests on the pillow. “Don’t move,” I tell her as I walk back over to the chest and grab a paddle before walking back over to her. “Safe word?” I ask.

“Safe word?”

“As much as you like to act like you don’t like this lifestyle or know about it, we both know that’s not true. I told you, baby, you don’t have to pretend anything with me. I like you just the way you are, and there is nothing wrong with who you are or the things you desire. So what is your safe word?”

“Pumpernickel,” she says, and I smile because leave it to Shannon to have such a ridiculous safe word.

“Got it,” I say before swinging the paddle, landing on her plump ass, and she shrieks.

“Legend!” she yells.

“I thought I told you to shut up, Shannon! Now hush and take your punishment like the good girl I know you are,” I tell her before hitting her again.

“Stop!” she screams.

“All you have to do is use your safe words, Bella,” I tell her before hitting her again, twice, once on each cheek, and I watch her ass jiggle from the impact.

“You wait until you untie me! I am going to beat your ass,” she yells, even though she hasn’t moved or used her safe word. I continue with her spanking, alternating her ass cheeks, and I notice her trying to squeeze her thighs together. So, I kick her feet apart, “You are not allowed to get off, Bella.” I finish her spanking. I stand her up and turn her to face me, and she looks like she is torn between cussing me out and riding my face. “Knees,” I tell her, and I watch her slowly lower to her knees in front of me. Once she is on her knees, I unbutton my shirt, pulling it off before unbuckling my belt, unbuttoning my pants, and sliding down my zipper. Toeing off my shoes, I kick my pants off, flinging them in any direction, leaving me in just my boxer briefs, my dick creating a tent in them. “I see you looking, Bella, don’t worry, you are going to get very up close and personal with it,” I tell her before finally pulling my briefs down and off, too, my dick hanging heavy in her face. “Like what you see, Shannon? Is that drool I see in the corner of your mouth?”

“Fuck you,”

“Don’t worry, you will, but not before I fuck your throat. Open that pretty mouth, baby, and suck my dick,” I push the length down, making it easier for her to take me in her mouth. “You gotta stretch a little wider to get him in there, Bella. Get him wet, Bella.” She begins sucking and licking as she moans around my dick. She swallows more of my dick, and I realize she doesn’t have a gag reflex when I feel the head slip inside her tight throat. “Fuck baby,” I tell her as I wrap my hand in her hair, as I begin fucking her face. “I knew it when I first saw you. Is that why you were so hostile with me when we first met? Do I bring out a side of you want to keep hidden? Yeah, I think that’s what it was. Be hostile toward me to keep me at arm’s length but all you succeeded in doing was peaking my interest. Swallow, Shannon,” I demand as I slip in her throat. “Yeah, I bring out your inner slut don’t I, baby?” I ask as she pulls off my dick and sucks a ball inside her mouth. Shannon takes a few minutes sucking one of my balls and then the other before going back to my dick, sliding down on it until her nose is touching my stomach. “Damn, Bella, you got all of me in that slick throat of yours.” Holding the back of her head, I fuck her throat like I am going to fuck her tight pussy. There is drool coming from her mouth, wetting my dick and balls, and her tits. “You look sexy as fuck, and as much as I want to pump my cum down your throat, I’d rather fill your cunt up.” I pull out of her mouth, snatching her up from the floor and kissing her hard on the mouth. I untie her before telling her, “Get on the bed.” I make my way back over to the chest and grab what I need before heading over to look at her looking sexy as hell on the black satin sheets. I take the bar, attaching it to first one ankle and then the other, before tying her arms to her thighs. “I left your fingers free, Bella. If at any time it becomes too much, or you just want to stop snap your fingers. Understand?”

“Yes.”

“Good girl. Now open,” I slip the ball gag in her mouth when she does, fastening it behind her head. “You look gorgeous, wide open, tied up, wet and needy. We started here, but we’re going to finish at my house. I hope you got enough sleep last night because you won’t be getting any tonight,” I say before snatching her to the edge of the bed, her ass hanging off the edge. I rub my dick up the length of her pussy, wetting it with her cum. “You are soaking wet, baby. Are you ready?” I ask, and she shakes her head letting me know she thinks she is, before she can prepare, I snake my way inside of her tight channel, pushing until I am fully seated inside of her. “God damn,” I moan. I lock eyes with her and can read every emotion she’s feeling, and I know she can see them mirrored back in mine. “Ready, Bella?” she moans, shaking her head yes before her eyes roll in her head. I pull all the way out before sliding back into the hilt and repeat it. I grab the bar, pulling her back to me as I ram inside of her, rotating my hips and driving into her. “You shouldn’t have let me feel this, baby, I am going to stay balls deep inside of you all of the time. Will you let me, baby? Will you keep this pussy available for me?” I say, pushing back in so hard she slides up the bed, her nails digging into her thighs as she rides the waves of pleasure. “Oh, that’s right. I’m sorry, baby, you can’t talk with the gag in your mouth huh? Blink once for yes, and two for no,” I tell her as I take the bar and use it to turn her on her side, putting my foot on the bed and leaning down to bite her nipple hard enough to sting but not hurt her, causing her to cry out. I suckle her nipple to alleviate the slight hurt. I pull her head back by her hair and kiss her grinding inside her pussy.

I bend her knees, tucking them to her chest, opening her pussy even wider, I run my fingers through her wetness before lightly circling her clit. Her eyes close from the pleasure and she lifts her hips to try to get more contact. Pulling my hand back, I slap her pussy, “I’m in charge, Bella. When are you going to learn? Are you ready to cum, baby?” I rub my thumb through her wetness before pressing it against her puckered rosebud with one hand and begin rubbing her clit with the other hand. My thumb begins to slip inside her ass when she snaps her head to me eyes wide, “Scared, Bella?” I look to her hands, “You can snap your fingers, Shannon, if it’s too much,” I watch her ball her hands into a fist. “I knew you could take it, baby. I told you to let your inner bad girl come out,” I say as I fuck her hard, pulling out, dragging my dick against her pussy walls before slamming back in. “I got a secret, baby wanna hear it?” She makes some noises. “Blink, baby,” I say with a smirk, and she does. “I’m going to slut you out on this dick,” I tell her and her eyes close to slits, and I can tell she wants me to. “I’ll never judge you, baby. Be you.” I begin fucking her ass with my thumb and rubbing her clit hard while I rotate my hips hitting all her walls, digging her out.

“Oh, my fucking GOD!” she screams through the gag as she cums everywhere. Her legs, hell, her whole body is shaking, and I swear she damn near passes out, but unfortunately for her, I’m not done yet.

“Uh uh uh,” I tell her. “Don’t you dare quit. I am not done with you yet.” Flipping her back on her back, I quickly release the buckles on the spreader, freeing her feet before untying her arms from her thighs and taking the ball gag out of her mouth. “Come on, Bella, finish what you started. I can’t wait to see my cum dripping out of your pussy.” She works her jaw since it’s probably sore, “Legend, please,” she croaks out.

“I love hearing you beg, but I’d rather hear you cum,” I tell her before flipping her on her stomach and slapping her ass hard. “On your knees,” I demand, watching her struggle to comply. Before she can get her other leg under her good, I am inside of her, and feeling her from this angle is mind-blowing. I know I am not going to last long, but I want her to cum with me this time. I brace an arm up by her shoulders, and the other snakes its way between her legs to toy with her sensitive clit. Her whole body jumps when I touch it, and I lean over, covering her entire back with my body as I fuck her. “Don’t run,” I tell her when she begins to scoot up the bed. “Don’t make me chase you, Bella.” I pick up speed, and I feel her inch up the bed again, attempting to move away from the assault happening to her pussy. “Ow! Shit, Legend!” she screams as I bit her on her left shoulder blade. “I said not to run,” I tell her letting her know that is her punishment. I feel the familiar tingle at the base of my spine, and I know I am on the verge of cumming. I put a foot up on the bed, trying to get as deep inside of her as humanly possible, rotating my hips while inside of her, and then without thought, I bite down on the spot where her shoulder and neck meet and her pussy clamps down on my dick like a vice, and I no longer hold back. The cum spews out so fast it makes me light-headed. Rope after rope of cum coats her pussy walls until I am completely drained, and I am dripping from her opening down my balls and onto the cover. I haven’t cum so hard and so much since I was a horny little teenager. I collapse over her back, and when I stand, still throbbing inside of her, I notice the collection of bite marks I left across her back. I’m not going to lie, I like that shit. I branded her both internally and externally, and now Shannon belongs to me. I open my mouth to tell her let’s go home so I can pick up where we left off when I hear snoring coming from her.Lightweight,I think, as I slowly slide out of her delicious body, covering her with a light blanket as I go into the attached bathroom to clean up. I wash my dick and balls in the sink before wetting a washcloth and going back to clean her up. She doesn’t bother waking up as I maneuver her body so I can wash her. I get dressed and then slip her dress over her head, push her arms through the sleeves, grab her shoes and other belongings, and carry her out of Club Desire, to head home. Whether she is asleep now or not, once we get home we are going to finish what we started.

CHAPTER6

3months later

Shannon

I have been waxed, plucked, pulled, pushed, washed, and straightened within an inch of my life, all in preparation for my three-month anniversary dinner.Who is this woman I am becoming?Truthfully, I needed it. I might have to reevaluate my career choice if I lose another client. I lost another one today, and I haven’t figured out what is going on yet. I have kept the declining state of my business to myself, but I am on the verge of telling Trinitee because I need someone to talk to about this. I have come close to talking to Legend about it, but honestly, I expected Legend and I to have a fun weekend and go back to the status quo, but that is not at all what happened. After Legend carried me out of the club, we went back to my place and almost killed each other because we literally couldn’t get enough of each other. And every time I began to crawl back into my shell, he made sure to drag me back out. The next thing I know he is either at my house or I’m at his.

“Shit! Oww!” I say when I trip over one of Legend’s shoes on my way into my closet, and a smile plays across my lips. The man has practically moved into my house. I look at the clothes of his hanging in my closet, the shoes and even in the bathroom he has taken up residence on the other sink of my double vanity. I bury my face in one of his suits, inhaling his signature cologne, and instantly begin throbbing between my thighs. I was working from home when the first delivery came: a super-sized bouquet of flowers with a card that said I can’t wait to see you tonight for our three-month anniversary. I almost had a coronary because I needed the work, but before I could even get worked up, the second delivery came. Actually, it was one delivery with several gifts. Hair, make-up, lashes, and waxing, all at my favorite places, had been booked and paid for, and even though I have my own car he hired a car to drive me around for the day. I hopped up from my desk preparing to get to the first appointment, when another delivery showed up consisting of a vintageChanneldress, shoes, and other various accessories. I took a shower, threw on a comfortable bra and panty set, a sweatsuit, and some sneakers, and headed downstairs when I got the notification that the car was waiting for me. I enjoyed being pampered, and I didn’t have to stress or worry about a thing because Legend took care of it all. The man has been doing that since day one. He sends food deliveries, a chef, a cleaner, etc., etc. I have never been so cared for in all my life and to think it’s from Legend is just mind blowing. I don’t even want to talk about the sex. That man has me doing things I never thought I would do, and he always makes me feel beautiful, normal, loved, and respected, nothing like the way my mother used to make me feel about myself. Ugh, I lo…., oh hold on, where the hell did that come from? Saying I love him is crazy. It wasn’t that long ago that I couldn’t stand to be in his vicinity, so I couldn’t possibly love him.

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