Narrative of Soul Against Soul

CH 9 : To Questioning

Joshua

“Yours!” I had meant for it to come out resolutely but instead, I screamed it. Render felt tight and warm around me. I didn’t know whether to widen my eyes or clench them shut. So, I did one then the other. I heard Render’s soft moans and answered with a groan of my own. He threw his long hair back and arched amazingly as he sank all the way down my erection.

Once I was all the way inside, Render ground himself against my cock mewling breathily at each moment. His curtains of hair allowed me to see only sliver of his face. Then abruptly, he planted his feet on either side of me, lifted himself slight and dropped. He kept that rough rhythm going. I nearly screamed. Feeling that gripping heat made stars flash in my view. I craned my neck and arched my hips.

Render moaned loudly slamming his hands on either side of my head. “How does it feel, Dolly?”

His eyes were brighter than I had ever seen. Their intensity was frightening. “Oh God…Ren—” A slap struck my face and Render dropped brutally.

“I am your?” Render questioned flipping his thick hair backward and smirking cruelly at me.

The stars in my eyes shifted to sparks in my gut. I couldn’t focus or move. Render resumed using my cock to thoroughly satisfy himself. That knowledge alone was enough to get me off. I was his. Render could use my body to please him however and whenever he liked. The cathartic moment of him brutally using my body was freeing, amazing and everything I wanted. I could deal with Render never actually loving me if he would own me like this. Some small part of me wanted to own him, to try to show I was stronger, but most simply reveled in the gorgeous lines of Render’s blissful movements. The roll of his hips, the flexing of his legs and the way he bit his lips and sobbingly breathed caused me to quake all over. The sparks traveled down my gut and along my spine, filled my thighs and bubbled toward to my groin. Right as I reached the edge for the second time Render ripped me from it again. He stopped moving, leaned forward and wrapped his hand around my throat.

I howled. I screamed like a man tortured. I panted angrily and began to glare at Render, but could only accomplish a pleading whimper when I tried to speak. He chuckled as I wrenched my arms and threw my head around. When Render’s hand and hole tightened around me, I froze.

“You cannot fight me, Dolly. You belong to me. So either tell me who I am and submit fully or get the fuck out of my bed,” Render growled in my ear.

I could’ve cried at the anger in his voice. I displeased him. I wasn’t good enough. I had to prove to him that I could be good. I relaxed every muscle and bared my neck to his hand.

“Master,” I said assuredly.

Render grinned wickedly tightening his hold my throat and began to ride me in slow deep thrusts that forced out my breath. “Tell me.”

“Ugh…Master!” I nearly screeched as Render picked up the pace. The world was becoming hazy and smudged at the edges as Render’s hand slowly constricted.

“Tell me.” Render said louder, obviously losing some of his own control.

“Master,” I gasped barely having enough breath to think.

“Tell me!” Render shouted before clamping his teeth onto my shoulder.

“Master!!” I shouted exploding inside Render’s clenching heat before world went completely black.

I awoke gradually though disjointedly. At first I had no idea where I was until I stretched stiffly and found silk scarves around my wrists that were attached to nothing. Images of Render’s enraptured face and my complete surrender had a shiver sliding up my spine. I stood and untied the scarves finding a pair of basketball shorts on the small table. It was strange to imagine Render owning or wearing something like this. I shrugged and pulled them on over my nakedness. There were so many things that I needed to ask Render. What did that all mean? How am I supposed to act? What were we know? Though I was sure I wasn’t more than a toy, it would be nice to know. Dazedly making my way out, I ran straight into Render’s brother.

“Well,” his gaze traveled over my bare torso hold in it something I didn’t want to identify, “Aren’t you delectable?” I blushed because the phrase reminded me of Render’s earlier compliment. Render’s brother, however, didn’t seem to know that. He wrapped one hand around my hip and sidled up to me. “We could always come back to my room and really have you trained.”

I’m sure my face warped to something near disgust because Render’s brother looked confused. I shoved him backward against the opposite wall and got right into his face. “Don’t ever touch me. I don’t belong to you,” I snarled. Before he could react, a long arm snaked around me and a lean torso pressed into my back. I relaxed completely. My hands dropped and my features shifted. Render was here, my whole body sang, it’ll be ok.

“Everything alright?” Render inquired innocently perching his chin on my shoulder. His hair grazed my shoulder blades in a teasing way. “It’d be terrible, you know, if anything bad were to happen between you two or to one of you.” Render ended his thought with a sharp look at his brother. I wanted to smile smugly at him and dance around celebrating my importance to Render over his, but I didn’t. I turned on my heel and returned to Render’s room. I heard an exchange happen before Render joined me.

He threw the door shut behind him and dropped his towel before pulling his hair high away from his face. The unobstructed sight of Render’s body made me forget my questions. His entire figure was long, mouthwatering lines that I craved to touch and lick.

“...away from him, okay Dolly?” Render finished bringing me back to reality. He must have noticed the staring because he smiled. “Did you get any of that?” I shook my head. He laughed out right and if the warmth in his eyes hadn’t been for me, I would’ve felt extremely embarrassed. “It’s not even nine o’clock. I can take you home if you want or you can just stay. Zasha won’t bother you anymore, but just the same you should probably do what you can to keep away from him. There. Got that?” He laughed again before going to his dresser and pulling on dark pink sweatpants. My heart wanted to stay, but my mind said that Render didn’t want that. He would want me to leave. I wasn’t his boyfriend. I was his dolly, and he’d probably had countless others that were better than me.

I moved to wear I’d discarded my clothes and dressed quickly. When I turned, I found Render staring blatantly with hunger in his eyes. My libido leaped, but it only made my mind more morose. I could never be more than a chew toy to this perfect man. I sighed and went out into the living. Without a word, I found my bag and left. As I pushed the button for the elevator, someone grabbed my shoulder.

“Dolly, stop.” Render’s big jade eyes looked perplexed.

I sighed and turned to face him. My heart hurt to leave like this, but it would only hurt more if I woke up to his arms. I shook my head. When had I become so emotional about a boy? I wasn’t even sure I was homosexual. As of right now, I wasn’t. I was Render-sexual.

When I didn’t respond, Render’s face went from confused to worried. I couldn’t deal with the change. It probably didn’t even happen. I probably made it up as to fool myself that he cared. I sighed heavily and went into the elevator as it dinged. The doors began to slide closed and Render only stared until the last second when he slammed his hand in the way and wrenched them back open.

“If you want to go, I’ll take you.” He was almost pleading. No, it was my imagination. I couldn’t fool myself. He was too perfect, and I was too dull.

“I’ll just take the bus,” I said quietly, not daring to look into his eyes. The doors clinked shut, and I let out a sobbing breath.

As I boarded the bus half an hour later, my entire body ached to run back to Render and wail out my fears. It wanted him to say they were unfounded, but I knew the truth. I angrily wiped away tears as the bus drove out of the city toward the suburbs. I couldn’t let him know that I had begun to love. Render was other-worldly, and someone that superior could never really feel for me.

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