The Promise
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Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
13
Views:
4,722
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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Ch 7, Dark Desires of Pleasure and pain
The Promise
Chapter 7
Dark Desires of Pleasure and pain
1
I opened the door carefu I h I had no idea what was expecting me now and I had no way of preparing myself what would occur. The room I had entered was definitely different from where I’d been today. It was partially wood yet stone; the floor was covered in three elements, Stone, Wood and Carpet. Light was high on the walls in torches as the flickering light gave the room a rather sinister look. The door slammed shut behind me, which completely startled me as I felt a cold wind blow.
2
I was still wearing his robe, and it billowed around me. The sound of my steps came back to me from the walls, filling the room with faint echoes. I thought that perhaps I could hear old noises from the past in them. With wide eyes, I carefully looked around as I started to recognize different contraptions that were mounted on the walls and stood upon the floor. Shackles were dangling here and there, X shaped wooden contraptions with buckles were starring at me. In the middle of the room was a cozy fireplace by which hung different types of whips and floggers and others. I gasped and stepped back, torture devices. At one end was a high back chair resting on a raislatflatform, which was covered, dressed in black satin, it had a leash draped over one of the arms.
3
I felt myself growing pale and unconsciously shook my head from side to side as I backed up. Did I dare think of what might or will happen in here? I still backed up but then moved sideways as more and more things came to view. I knew that my Lord has a cruast ast after all he was, at a point, a Death Eater, yet I had experienced the more softer and loving side from him as well.
4
Even though shocked through and through, I kept on walking around the room, taking in each piece, since I didn’t watch where I was going I tripped and fell.eardeard a cruel sounding chuckle echoing from the walls. I looked up but saw no one, however, now I knew I was being watched whatever I did. After I got up I took off my Master’s robe, as I didn’t wish to tear it and carefully laid it over the arm of the High chair I saw that had a collar with the leash on it. It dawned on me the next paf thf the promise would truly test my love, loyalty and devotion to him.
4
As I sat down on the lower step of the platform, I heard a command that caught my breath. I jumped up and saw my Master; he indeed had a cruel look upon his face and a vicious smile played around his lips. My eyes widened and without thinking I backed away from him. As he reached out to me, and even though I knew this was part of the game and the promise, I didn’t want to make it too easy. No, I enjoyed this game as much as he did and if what I feared, or did I yearn for this, actually came true. I wanted to give him some resistance. Even though I knew full, good and well that resisting, fighting, running and any sort of fleeing was futile.
5
After he picked up his robe and put it back on, he proceeded to close in on me. I stood my ground, grinned at him and whispered a dare to him. I saw his eyes flash at me, no, I knew no one dared him and got away with it, now I knew I’d definitely get some sort of punishment. I turned and quickly stepped away from him putting some distance between us. He growled out loud and his promises echoed from the walls to which I merely laughed and taunted him further.
6
As I stepped further and further away I thought to myself, was I mad? Was I tired of living? After all, I was in what looked like a torture chamber. I passed one of the devices and let my hand slide over it, a wicked yet luscious thought came to my mind. I knew he was watching me, however, him being the predator that he is, I truly had no way of properly estimating what he’d do or not do. My eyept opt on darting over at him and over the different devices, yes, I was willing to play this game, to show him that my love and loyalty was and is indeed true. Unfortunately, I did what no one should do when being hunted, taking ones eyes of the Hunter.
7
As I looked up, he was gone from his spot. Frantically, I looked around as cold sweat and fear mingled with the excitement I felt. Just as I realized my error, I felt a hand from behind gripping my neck as long fingers took mroatroat into a tight grip. I had only enough room to gasp, as I heard his voice in my ear, while I felt his breath against my skin. Words of promise and threats surged through my very being knowing full well that the threats were indeed promises of things to come.
8
I felt his nails ripping up my leg, which made me wince and shiver, it was indeed a pleasurable pain. Then his fingers twisted into my hair as he grabbed it into a tight grasp. Not being able to resist, considering that it would have been very painful, he pulled my head sideways as he exposed my neck to him. With his other hand he stroked my neck and let his nails trace trails along it. I shivered in his grasp as I reached back to grab his robe. Midway there, I cried out loud, he had plunged his teeth into my neck and as he drank of me, my cries mingled with moans. He knew that my neck was the most sensitive spot on my body. It was as though I never stopped being under his control.
9
After he had his fill, he lifted his head and growled at me that this was merely a taste of what was to come for me. Just then it hit me clearly; the error of my daring and taunting him and it was too late. I knew that he enjoyed this as much as I did, however, I wasn’t sure how much pain I’d truly be able to take and how much he would give. As he slid his hands down my arms, his touch, even though it was rough, set me on fire. Then I felt my arms and my wrists being tied behind my back. My bosom heaved as I felt the tight rope holding my wrists together. He brought me to a platform over which some ropes hung. Puzzled, I felt a slight panic within me then I scolded myself just as fast. I knew that he wouldn’t truly hurt me, after all I agreed to this knowing what would happen.
10
The ropes lowered themselves upon his command and he took my wrists and just for a moment the robe came loose. As he tied the rope to each wrist, they lifted back up on his command. My arms lifted up as they were being pulled over my head and his hands caressed me but for a moment. Then I heard a rip and I knew that what had been left of my clothes was gone.
11
I was naked and tied up before my Master. I gulped as I watched him getting a flogger. My eyes widened with fear yet anticipation as he gently caressed the tool. Looking at me, he raised an eyebrow and quietly spoke to me about what was going to happen. Well, granted, I was tied up and the signs were obvious, however, knowing him and being the Master of surprises, I wasn’t sure if he would or not, as such he saw this in my eyes.
12
In the twinkling of an eye, I felt that he indeed truly meant it, as I felt the leather strings hitting my flesh, my skin. The sting made me cry out and I heard a bark. I tore my eyes open and I saw him standing right in front of me. My cry turned into a moan and the pain I felt as I breathed in deeply was intense. I heard his growl at me and I felt the leather sting my body again as I clamped my teeth together and just winced. Red streaks of growing welts were covering my body and I felt him walk around me. With a swift movement, he had taken his robe off and placed it upon the High Chair. He stood in front of me and started to open up the buttons of his jacket. My jaw opened as I watched him, my breath came in pants.
13
He took his jacket off and without leaving the platform placed it with his robe and he then got himself a Cat-o-nine tail and pursed his lips. I knew by now that I was going to pay for my insolence. I wasn’t sure exactly what to expect; all I knew was that this would definitely hurt. Suddenly, I felt a flesh-ripping sting and tears welled up in my eyes. I felt blood trickling down my skin, as I gulped for air and he stroked me again. I couldn’t help but cry out my Lords name; however, did I want him to stop? Surely this was not pleasure but pure pain. Tears dropped from my eyes as I watched him unbutton his white shirt as well and I drew a long breath in as he placed it with his other bits clothing.
14
There he stood before me, shirtless but with that tool in his hand. He was indeed a fine example of a man, of a Wizard, but to me a God. I was panting; his skin was well toned and he was muscular but not packaged. He approached me and his fingers touched my bleeding skin as he caressed my breasts. He leaned closer and I couldn’t believe it but should have, he was suckling on my nipples. His lips felt so good, so warm and soft against my flesh.
15
As if he had noticed my comfort he growled at me and he stepped back and lashed me again. My hands gripped the ropes as I cried out my Master’s name again and begged him to stop. His eyes glittered like the stars in the heavens as he stepped closer. I knew that I loved him and I knew that he loved me and I did indeed trust him with not just my life but my soul, my entire being as a matter of fact. He growled at me, then lowered his head some as I felt his tongue on my skin. I gasped out at the soothing pleasure. He then trailed the blood upward to my neck, where he took my mouth in a harsh kiss.
16
I tried my best to return it, however. I was not meant to do so as he grabbed my hair; hissed into my ear, then the lashes hit my skin again. This time around I knew not to beg for the end but to take what was given freely. I whimpered and moaned a bit as I took my punishment. After a couple more hits and him teasing my flesh with pleasure, he commanded the ropes and they lowered my arms. Was I to think this was it? I was gravely mistaken, though I knew neither to flee nor to taunt him any more, as he led me to the next contraption.
17
The sideways cross was next, even though I knew I wouldn’t fight him and he knew as well but still precautions needed to be taken. One by one my wrists were buckled in, as well as my ankles, the hard wood pressed against my open skin, as he stretched me out on this contraption. Watching him, I indeed wondered what would happen next. However, I didn’t have to wait too long when I saw a riding crop in his hand mnd my eyes grew large again but I merely whispered my acceptance.
18
With an evil yet satisfied smile, I felt him tracing it over my leg, my inner leg, my thigh, up and closer to my sex. He just nodded at me and smacked my outer thigh with it. Feeling the sting; I gasped but actually requested more. Had I actually accepted the pain for pleasure? I didn’t know. All I knew was I wanted to please him, I wanted to please my Master, the one who controlled me, who loved me no matter what.
19
He caressed my blood stained breasts with the crop and every time that I seemed too content for him, I felt a harsh slap against either my side or thigh. Feeling the stings, I winced out as I moaned my yes’s to my Master. He seemed to be pleased as he set the crop aside, I knew however that there was by far much more in store. As he stalked around me watching me carefully, observing whether or not I’d learned my lesson or would arise again. As I lay there I hoped that I had, to his satisfaction, fulfilled my part of the promise as I knew good and well this was not the end by a long shot.
Chapter 7
Dark Desires of Pleasure and pain
1
I opened the door carefu I h I had no idea what was expecting me now and I had no way of preparing myself what would occur. The room I had entered was definitely different from where I’d been today. It was partially wood yet stone; the floor was covered in three elements, Stone, Wood and Carpet. Light was high on the walls in torches as the flickering light gave the room a rather sinister look. The door slammed shut behind me, which completely startled me as I felt a cold wind blow.
2
I was still wearing his robe, and it billowed around me. The sound of my steps came back to me from the walls, filling the room with faint echoes. I thought that perhaps I could hear old noises from the past in them. With wide eyes, I carefully looked around as I started to recognize different contraptions that were mounted on the walls and stood upon the floor. Shackles were dangling here and there, X shaped wooden contraptions with buckles were starring at me. In the middle of the room was a cozy fireplace by which hung different types of whips and floggers and others. I gasped and stepped back, torture devices. At one end was a high back chair resting on a raislatflatform, which was covered, dressed in black satin, it had a leash draped over one of the arms.
3
I felt myself growing pale and unconsciously shook my head from side to side as I backed up. Did I dare think of what might or will happen in here? I still backed up but then moved sideways as more and more things came to view. I knew that my Lord has a cruast ast after all he was, at a point, a Death Eater, yet I had experienced the more softer and loving side from him as well.
4
Even though shocked through and through, I kept on walking around the room, taking in each piece, since I didn’t watch where I was going I tripped and fell.eardeard a cruel sounding chuckle echoing from the walls. I looked up but saw no one, however, now I knew I was being watched whatever I did. After I got up I took off my Master’s robe, as I didn’t wish to tear it and carefully laid it over the arm of the High chair I saw that had a collar with the leash on it. It dawned on me the next paf thf the promise would truly test my love, loyalty and devotion to him.
4
As I sat down on the lower step of the platform, I heard a command that caught my breath. I jumped up and saw my Master; he indeed had a cruel look upon his face and a vicious smile played around his lips. My eyes widened and without thinking I backed away from him. As he reached out to me, and even though I knew this was part of the game and the promise, I didn’t want to make it too easy. No, I enjoyed this game as much as he did and if what I feared, or did I yearn for this, actually came true. I wanted to give him some resistance. Even though I knew full, good and well that resisting, fighting, running and any sort of fleeing was futile.
5
After he picked up his robe and put it back on, he proceeded to close in on me. I stood my ground, grinned at him and whispered a dare to him. I saw his eyes flash at me, no, I knew no one dared him and got away with it, now I knew I’d definitely get some sort of punishment. I turned and quickly stepped away from him putting some distance between us. He growled out loud and his promises echoed from the walls to which I merely laughed and taunted him further.
6
As I stepped further and further away I thought to myself, was I mad? Was I tired of living? After all, I was in what looked like a torture chamber. I passed one of the devices and let my hand slide over it, a wicked yet luscious thought came to my mind. I knew he was watching me, however, him being the predator that he is, I truly had no way of properly estimating what he’d do or not do. My eyept opt on darting over at him and over the different devices, yes, I was willing to play this game, to show him that my love and loyalty was and is indeed true. Unfortunately, I did what no one should do when being hunted, taking ones eyes of the Hunter.
7
As I looked up, he was gone from his spot. Frantically, I looked around as cold sweat and fear mingled with the excitement I felt. Just as I realized my error, I felt a hand from behind gripping my neck as long fingers took mroatroat into a tight grip. I had only enough room to gasp, as I heard his voice in my ear, while I felt his breath against my skin. Words of promise and threats surged through my very being knowing full well that the threats were indeed promises of things to come.
8
I felt his nails ripping up my leg, which made me wince and shiver, it was indeed a pleasurable pain. Then his fingers twisted into my hair as he grabbed it into a tight grasp. Not being able to resist, considering that it would have been very painful, he pulled my head sideways as he exposed my neck to him. With his other hand he stroked my neck and let his nails trace trails along it. I shivered in his grasp as I reached back to grab his robe. Midway there, I cried out loud, he had plunged his teeth into my neck and as he drank of me, my cries mingled with moans. He knew that my neck was the most sensitive spot on my body. It was as though I never stopped being under his control.
9
After he had his fill, he lifted his head and growled at me that this was merely a taste of what was to come for me. Just then it hit me clearly; the error of my daring and taunting him and it was too late. I knew that he enjoyed this as much as I did, however, I wasn’t sure how much pain I’d truly be able to take and how much he would give. As he slid his hands down my arms, his touch, even though it was rough, set me on fire. Then I felt my arms and my wrists being tied behind my back. My bosom heaved as I felt the tight rope holding my wrists together. He brought me to a platform over which some ropes hung. Puzzled, I felt a slight panic within me then I scolded myself just as fast. I knew that he wouldn’t truly hurt me, after all I agreed to this knowing what would happen.
10
The ropes lowered themselves upon his command and he took my wrists and just for a moment the robe came loose. As he tied the rope to each wrist, they lifted back up on his command. My arms lifted up as they were being pulled over my head and his hands caressed me but for a moment. Then I heard a rip and I knew that what had been left of my clothes was gone.
11
I was naked and tied up before my Master. I gulped as I watched him getting a flogger. My eyes widened with fear yet anticipation as he gently caressed the tool. Looking at me, he raised an eyebrow and quietly spoke to me about what was going to happen. Well, granted, I was tied up and the signs were obvious, however, knowing him and being the Master of surprises, I wasn’t sure if he would or not, as such he saw this in my eyes.
12
In the twinkling of an eye, I felt that he indeed truly meant it, as I felt the leather strings hitting my flesh, my skin. The sting made me cry out and I heard a bark. I tore my eyes open and I saw him standing right in front of me. My cry turned into a moan and the pain I felt as I breathed in deeply was intense. I heard his growl at me and I felt the leather sting my body again as I clamped my teeth together and just winced. Red streaks of growing welts were covering my body and I felt him walk around me. With a swift movement, he had taken his robe off and placed it upon the High Chair. He stood in front of me and started to open up the buttons of his jacket. My jaw opened as I watched him, my breath came in pants.
13
He took his jacket off and without leaving the platform placed it with his robe and he then got himself a Cat-o-nine tail and pursed his lips. I knew by now that I was going to pay for my insolence. I wasn’t sure exactly what to expect; all I knew was that this would definitely hurt. Suddenly, I felt a flesh-ripping sting and tears welled up in my eyes. I felt blood trickling down my skin, as I gulped for air and he stroked me again. I couldn’t help but cry out my Lords name; however, did I want him to stop? Surely this was not pleasure but pure pain. Tears dropped from my eyes as I watched him unbutton his white shirt as well and I drew a long breath in as he placed it with his other bits clothing.
14
There he stood before me, shirtless but with that tool in his hand. He was indeed a fine example of a man, of a Wizard, but to me a God. I was panting; his skin was well toned and he was muscular but not packaged. He approached me and his fingers touched my bleeding skin as he caressed my breasts. He leaned closer and I couldn’t believe it but should have, he was suckling on my nipples. His lips felt so good, so warm and soft against my flesh.
15
As if he had noticed my comfort he growled at me and he stepped back and lashed me again. My hands gripped the ropes as I cried out my Master’s name again and begged him to stop. His eyes glittered like the stars in the heavens as he stepped closer. I knew that I loved him and I knew that he loved me and I did indeed trust him with not just my life but my soul, my entire being as a matter of fact. He growled at me, then lowered his head some as I felt his tongue on my skin. I gasped out at the soothing pleasure. He then trailed the blood upward to my neck, where he took my mouth in a harsh kiss.
16
I tried my best to return it, however. I was not meant to do so as he grabbed my hair; hissed into my ear, then the lashes hit my skin again. This time around I knew not to beg for the end but to take what was given freely. I whimpered and moaned a bit as I took my punishment. After a couple more hits and him teasing my flesh with pleasure, he commanded the ropes and they lowered my arms. Was I to think this was it? I was gravely mistaken, though I knew neither to flee nor to taunt him any more, as he led me to the next contraption.
17
The sideways cross was next, even though I knew I wouldn’t fight him and he knew as well but still precautions needed to be taken. One by one my wrists were buckled in, as well as my ankles, the hard wood pressed against my open skin, as he stretched me out on this contraption. Watching him, I indeed wondered what would happen next. However, I didn’t have to wait too long when I saw a riding crop in his hand mnd my eyes grew large again but I merely whispered my acceptance.
18
With an evil yet satisfied smile, I felt him tracing it over my leg, my inner leg, my thigh, up and closer to my sex. He just nodded at me and smacked my outer thigh with it. Feeling the sting; I gasped but actually requested more. Had I actually accepted the pain for pleasure? I didn’t know. All I knew was I wanted to please him, I wanted to please my Master, the one who controlled me, who loved me no matter what.
19
He caressed my blood stained breasts with the crop and every time that I seemed too content for him, I felt a harsh slap against either my side or thigh. Feeling the stings, I winced out as I moaned my yes’s to my Master. He seemed to be pleased as he set the crop aside, I knew however that there was by far much more in store. As he stalked around me watching me carefully, observing whether or not I’d learned my lesson or would arise again. As I lay there I hoped that I had, to his satisfaction, fulfilled my part of the promise as I knew good and well this was not the end by a long shot.