Chapter 75 Chapter 75
Selena
My legs…My legs..lord, they are wrenched wide, opened, utterly exposed.
Cool air brushed my slick folds making me ache. Needy, yet I can't touch myself, because both hands are tied.
Then I heard the soft clink of metal. A belt. It could only be his belt. He was taking it off now.
I moved, only to wince at the burn from my hands and legs.
“Please,” I whispered. I wanted to see him. I have dreamt of this.
Why couldn't I see him?
“Aren't you being too needy for someone who didn't want me, Selena. Be patient and you might get what you need.”
Buttons snapped one after the other, then it stopped. He must be naked now. He has to be.
The mattress, the mattress dipped hard between my opened legs. Then I felt him between my thighs. Then…
Cold.
Another ice dropped on my navel and my stomach clenched as he moved. Another joined and my pussy clenched hard around nothing.
He moved with his hand on top of the ice, slowing down to my lower stomach. He doesn't speak.
Fuck, I wish he would. But he doesn't, like he wanted to conceal his presence, leaving only the hand that now moves over my sex, mingling with my wetness. My inner thighs shook.
“Fuck Theodore.” I cried out, my heart heavy, unable to stop it from beating loudly.
Yet he doesn't speak.
“Please, let me see you.”
“You are shaking already, Selena.”
Who wouldn't? I wanted to yell out. But I held it in.
“Let me see you, please.” I pleaded, my voice painful to my ears, but him? He said nothing, instead he dragged the ice down into my pussylips.
“Uhm,” I whimpered, moving to the side and it burned as my face met my shoulder.
He doesn't stop. He pressed into my folds with the ice, upward, then downward, slowly, torturing.
My hands burned as I moved, and silent cries filled my ears. My nipples hurt.
And he must have noticed this because I felt it in my next.
Ice on my other nipple.
“No,” It came out as a moan.
He rubbed the ice on my nipples, back and forth, sending an electric sting to my clit. I moved my body, wanting to be freed from his hands, but his cold hand held my waist in place as he pressed the ice around my nipple again and again.
My hips buck up.
“It hurt.” I cried and he moved to the other, leaving my right nipple numb and useless.
“It's frozen, please stop.”
It only stung as he rubbed the other. My eyes sting behind the blindfold, and I feel tears on my cheeks.
Yet he doesn't stop. Instead, a hot mouth wrapped over my frozen nipple and I sighed.
“Hmm,” I moaned, hitting my lips as his hot tongue flicked the sensitive bud, soothing, numbing the coldness of the other nipple. Then he turned brutal.
“Please…” My voice cracked. “Please,” his teeth grazed my nipple, hard, sucking the skin frantically. His hand replaced the ice on my other nipple, kneading, folding hard as he sucked my nipple.
“Oh God,” I moved my hand, no, I couldn't. It was bound.
“Theodore please…”
He pulled off immediately with a wet pop. “What did you call me?”
My chest heaved at being released, “Theo..dore,” I voiced out.
My head is blank, my stomach tight, pussy pounding, aching with every heartbeat.
“Please touch me.” I gasped. “I need you. Fuck—I want your hands on me, Theodore.”
A low, dark chuckle echoed in the room. But he said nothing, instead, something grazed my entrance, sliding through my folds. Two fingers.
“Ah,” I moved to close my legs, but…. They were spread apart.
“Call me Theo instead.”
His fingers moved, parting my pussylips and I moaned. He spread me, my pussy slickness over my clit as he circled the flesh over another.
“Hmm,” I moved my head to the other side, my stomach knotted as he pinched my nub between his thumb and forefinger, rolling hard.
My body seized, and I groaned as he pinched hard.
“Tell me Selena, how do you want me. How do you want me to fuck you, till you are out of breath?”
I licked my lips. How do I want him?
Just like this. Fuck. It may be painfully exploding, but I wanted it just like this.
To be tied, used, turned, and fucked till my throat hurts.
“Just like —”
He pushed inside me with his two fingers and I screamed.
“Oh God, Theo—” I couldn't hear myself. He doesn't wait, his hands are curled inside my pussy, deep, in and out, hitting me deep.
My vision turned white behind the blindfold.
He moved in, fast, ruthless, his knuckles slapping against my lips, wet sounds filling the room.
My hips moved, trying to chase his movement, but I’m restricted. His hand held my waist, stopping me from moving as he thrust with his fingers, fast, sharp, too deep. My legs shook as pleasure built up.
“Please, please, I’m losing it, please,” I screamed, begging as he hit my wall harder. Something pooled in my stomach.
“I’m cum —”
He yanked his fingers free, leaving me empty. Leaving my folds swallowing nothing.
“Please,” I sobbed, actual tears soaking the blindfold.
“Why did you take it out, not now,” My voice shivers as I cried.
“Shhh,” He held my waist. “We are just getting started Selena, don't tell me you think that was going to be the end.
A sharp pain resonated in my pussy as his hand slapped
it.
Then I felt it.
Blunt, hot head of his cock at my entrance, pressing against my folds. Then I panicked.
“Please, take it off.” I twist my body as memories flow in.
Night.
Rain.
My nose stuffed with drugs.
Hands grabbing me.
A slap to my cheek.
A hand spread apart my legs.
A hand reached for my —
“Come back, Selena.”
A tap on my chin, his body between my legs as he embraced me. His cock still at my entrance.
He is holding my hands.
I was freed, yet my heart was heavy as I sobbed.
“I can't do it.” I cried, tears flowing down my cheeks as I sank into his embrace.
“You can Selena,” His hand moved around my back.
“I’ll help you if you let me. I’ll never hurt you.”
“But he…He,” The memories, they won’t stop. The hands gripped hard on me, and I pressed into Theo, like only he could save me.
“There is no one here except me, Selena. Let me help you. Let’s break through it together. I’ll help you forget about them all. And I’ll destroy them and everything left of them, remove them from ever coming close to you.”
My heart eased, his heart beating against mine, as if saying I wasn't alone.
“I’ll guide you through if you let me. You know what to call if you want me out.” His voice softened as his hands brushed my hair, pushing to my scalp, then he massaged through, running smoothly.
My eyes were still closed. “Then..then..can I see you?”
He grew quiet.
“No Selena.”