Love to Obsession to Property
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Category:
Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
2,944
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Love to Obsession to Property
Warning: The basics, language, nudity, sex, blah, blah, blah.
Disclaimer: HA! These are mine. Straight from my head to keyboard to computer screen...unless reading otherwise.
Well Hello. I\'m not new at writing fics like this, but I am new to posting them. So here you go. Relax and Enjoy.
Love to Obsession to Property.
When he had first been found, he was taken in out of sympathy. A high school drop out, beaten and abused, practically left for dead. It was he Nightingale affect that seemed to take hold of the Halo affect. And he had just been warned about that by his mother before she shot herself. Daddy didn\'t want him. In fact, Daddy hated him with the fires of hell. If he wasn\'t the \"proper\" god-fearing man he was, he would have shot his adopted son dead. The rich bastard didn\'t really care. But there he had been, found on the floor, practically dead when he showed up. Ammon. He wounded heaven-sent when he leaned down, blocking the sun from his body and stated with deep concern \"I have to take you to the hospital.\" Ammon did just that.
Nathan had never felt so at peace until he was lifted by Ammon, his savior. Even at the hospital he was committed to, Ammon wouldn\'t leave his side. He pretended to be his lover so they wouldn\'t kick him out. And they had tried, twice. However, Ammon threatened them. How he did it, Nathan wasn\'t sure, but he had managed it. For those few days he was committed, Ammon changed their names to Joseph and Ching Muller. Fake address, fake verything. \"No use in them following, I\'m taking you with me, out of the country.\"
Which country they had gone to, Nathan didn\'t care. All he knew was that the first time in his life, he felt safe. No need to worry about food or clothing. Ammon was his perfect match, his soul mate. He would do anything and everything asked of him, if only to please Ammon.
It wasn\'t long into their relationship that Ammon took him. It wasn\'t by force, although it did take Nathan by surprise. He loved it as much as it hurt him. He felt alive. In fact, it started to escalate. Anytime Ammon saw him looking at someone else with an affectionate stare, his jelousy ensued. He had slipped an aphrodisiac into Nathan\'s drink, then when it started to take effect, he tied his hands behind his back and flipped him onto his back, tying him spread-eagle on the floor. it wouldn\'t have bothered Nathan, he loved being tied, but Ammon just stood there, looking until the drug\'s affects went away.
\"Never look at anyone like that except me.\" That was all he said as he untied Nathan.
Nathan hadn\'t enjoyed it one bit. A few days later, he used whatever writing skills he had to create a contract that Ammon and himself could sign. It gave him the right to be with other people in a physical and emotional state, so long as nothing led to anything sexual.
\"I, Nathan, confine myself to love and only love Ammon. If, at any time and any way, I disappoint my beloved, I shall take the punishment he sees fit. If I in any way displease my beloved, I shall also take the punishment that he sees fit, no matter what it is or how grave it is. I belong to my beloved and to by beloved only.\" That was all it summed up to be. Maybe a few lines were added by Ammon before it was signed by both, but that was all it would ever say to Nathan.
Ammon had decided that Nathan needed rewards for a jobs done well. On one such incident, Ammon had seen Nathan kissing another person, a woman to be precise. Ammon was furious, but then he saw the displeasure in Nathan\'s face. That proved for an interesting turn out as Nathan pushed the woman and slapped her twice. \"I told you I already love someone!\" he yelled.
And here was Nathan, enjoying his reward. He was allowed to inniciate sex in any way he wanted, any form he chose. So there he was, his hands tied together in front of him as he sucked on Ammon\'s member, sucking long and hard, deep-throating whenever he pleased to. He was happy with the fact that Ammon was holding back. He would be most upset if Ammon were to reach his climax inside his mouth rather than inside him. His jaw was getting tired by the time he pulled away, getting on top of Ammon and allowing himself to lower onto Ammon\'s hardened member, not caring that he hadn\'t stretched his opening or the fact that Ammon hadn\'t taken out the lube. He didnt\' care if he was torn inside, he just wanted it to hurt and hurt hard. He tried his best to take all of Ammon inside himself, but it was difficult balancing himself as he took what he wanted. But even if Ammon knew this, he made no move to concur. Finally Nathan gave up, almost completely to the hilt.
\"Ammon,\" he said. \"Put it all inside me. Fuck me, no matter how long it takes, don\'t let me go until you come. Don\'t pay attention if I tell you to stop, no matter how much it hurts.\"
And so Ammon complied, flipping over so Nathan was now under him, and proceeded to enter and exit the boy as he chose, making it as painful as possible. But the night didn\'t end there, oh no. Nathan had other plans, from demanding to be whipped, to spanked. Anything and everyting that crossed his mind was fulfilled, if only Ammon was willing to comply.
Disclaimer: HA! These are mine. Straight from my head to keyboard to computer screen...unless reading otherwise.
Well Hello. I\'m not new at writing fics like this, but I am new to posting them. So here you go. Relax and Enjoy.
Love to Obsession to Property.
When he had first been found, he was taken in out of sympathy. A high school drop out, beaten and abused, practically left for dead. It was he Nightingale affect that seemed to take hold of the Halo affect. And he had just been warned about that by his mother before she shot herself. Daddy didn\'t want him. In fact, Daddy hated him with the fires of hell. If he wasn\'t the \"proper\" god-fearing man he was, he would have shot his adopted son dead. The rich bastard didn\'t really care. But there he had been, found on the floor, practically dead when he showed up. Ammon. He wounded heaven-sent when he leaned down, blocking the sun from his body and stated with deep concern \"I have to take you to the hospital.\" Ammon did just that.
Nathan had never felt so at peace until he was lifted by Ammon, his savior. Even at the hospital he was committed to, Ammon wouldn\'t leave his side. He pretended to be his lover so they wouldn\'t kick him out. And they had tried, twice. However, Ammon threatened them. How he did it, Nathan wasn\'t sure, but he had managed it. For those few days he was committed, Ammon changed their names to Joseph and Ching Muller. Fake address, fake verything. \"No use in them following, I\'m taking you with me, out of the country.\"
Which country they had gone to, Nathan didn\'t care. All he knew was that the first time in his life, he felt safe. No need to worry about food or clothing. Ammon was his perfect match, his soul mate. He would do anything and everything asked of him, if only to please Ammon.
It wasn\'t long into their relationship that Ammon took him. It wasn\'t by force, although it did take Nathan by surprise. He loved it as much as it hurt him. He felt alive. In fact, it started to escalate. Anytime Ammon saw him looking at someone else with an affectionate stare, his jelousy ensued. He had slipped an aphrodisiac into Nathan\'s drink, then when it started to take effect, he tied his hands behind his back and flipped him onto his back, tying him spread-eagle on the floor. it wouldn\'t have bothered Nathan, he loved being tied, but Ammon just stood there, looking until the drug\'s affects went away.
\"Never look at anyone like that except me.\" That was all he said as he untied Nathan.
Nathan hadn\'t enjoyed it one bit. A few days later, he used whatever writing skills he had to create a contract that Ammon and himself could sign. It gave him the right to be with other people in a physical and emotional state, so long as nothing led to anything sexual.
\"I, Nathan, confine myself to love and only love Ammon. If, at any time and any way, I disappoint my beloved, I shall take the punishment he sees fit. If I in any way displease my beloved, I shall also take the punishment that he sees fit, no matter what it is or how grave it is. I belong to my beloved and to by beloved only.\" That was all it summed up to be. Maybe a few lines were added by Ammon before it was signed by both, but that was all it would ever say to Nathan.
Ammon had decided that Nathan needed rewards for a jobs done well. On one such incident, Ammon had seen Nathan kissing another person, a woman to be precise. Ammon was furious, but then he saw the displeasure in Nathan\'s face. That proved for an interesting turn out as Nathan pushed the woman and slapped her twice. \"I told you I already love someone!\" he yelled.
And here was Nathan, enjoying his reward. He was allowed to inniciate sex in any way he wanted, any form he chose. So there he was, his hands tied together in front of him as he sucked on Ammon\'s member, sucking long and hard, deep-throating whenever he pleased to. He was happy with the fact that Ammon was holding back. He would be most upset if Ammon were to reach his climax inside his mouth rather than inside him. His jaw was getting tired by the time he pulled away, getting on top of Ammon and allowing himself to lower onto Ammon\'s hardened member, not caring that he hadn\'t stretched his opening or the fact that Ammon hadn\'t taken out the lube. He didnt\' care if he was torn inside, he just wanted it to hurt and hurt hard. He tried his best to take all of Ammon inside himself, but it was difficult balancing himself as he took what he wanted. But even if Ammon knew this, he made no move to concur. Finally Nathan gave up, almost completely to the hilt.
\"Ammon,\" he said. \"Put it all inside me. Fuck me, no matter how long it takes, don\'t let me go until you come. Don\'t pay attention if I tell you to stop, no matter how much it hurts.\"
And so Ammon complied, flipping over so Nathan was now under him, and proceeded to enter and exit the boy as he chose, making it as painful as possible. But the night didn\'t end there, oh no. Nathan had other plans, from demanding to be whipped, to spanked. Anything and everyting that crossed his mind was fulfilled, if only Ammon was willing to comply.