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I slowly woke up and tried to move but I couldn’t. Starting to panic I slowly opened my eyes and tried to figure out what happened and where I was. Looking around I found myself in Angel’s bedroom at the mansion and I was securely tied to the bed with red silk scarves. I went to speak but realized that I couldn’t there was another silk scarf over my mouth. Now I wasn’t too sure I liked the position that I currently found myself in until I heard him speak. “Hello beautiful.” I looked toward the sound of that deep sexy voice. There was my lover standing in the shadowed corner of the room. He took a step closer and was bathed by the moonlight that streamed in through the window. My throat went dry when I was finally able to see him. Standing there, bare-chested with only a pair of tight fitting black leather pants and an evil smirk on his face, I felt myself get wet at the thought of the game he had started; which is what this was, a game. Ever since he had returned from hell, soul intact, he had changed. Somehow in Hell the demon and the soul merged and what was left was my Angel; sweet, loving and caring, with a mix of Angelus; dominate, demanding and sometimes evil. But I didn’t mind because let’s face it I love him, all of him, and to be honest I love it when he’s in control. I love it when he demands me to do things. And I love all the little kinky games that he makes me participate in and how it liberates me from the suffocating duties of my every day life. He walks over to the bed, his eyes trailing up and down my spread-eagled body. My breathing increases as I wonder what his next move will be. He puts his knees on the bed between my legs and leans down. His hands are on either side of my waist and he’s hovering over my body staring at my belly. “We’re going to play a little game lover.” His voice his deep and hypnotic its purpose is too make me ooze with want and do whatever he wants me to do. And I got to tell you it works because I would lick the dirt off his shoe if he asked me too. He lifts a finger and touches my belly rubbing it slowly in a circle around my belly button. I start to wiggle because it’s such a light touch and I want more. His eyes turn black with anger he grips my waist “don’t move.” He sternly tells me. I stop my struggling and he releases his painful grip on my waist. His eyes are cooler now; he’s appeased that I obeyed. “Now as I was saying, we’re going to play a game it’s called Please.” I watch him as he slowly leans his head down to my belly. His long cool tongue comes out and licks a circle around my belly button, following the same path that his finger had taken. “Mmmmm” He stops at my moan and leans his chin on my belly. His hands on my side and he slowly moves them up to the underside of my breasts. “Do you know the game?’ He innocently asks while his fingers start their motion under my breasts. I’m breathing really rapidly now, as I can’t wait for him to fully touch me. I don’t want to anger him so I shake my head no. He smiles that beautiful smile that gives me butterflies, clearly pleased with my response. “Good because you shouldn’t. If you did…” he leans down and bites my belly hard making me jump, he releases my skin “then I would have to punish you.” He leans back down and cools my hot skin with his tongue lapping at the red marks he made “and I don’t want to punish you, I want to please you.” “Mmmmm” my eyes are closed because it feels like heaven and I think I’m getting the gist of this game. “So here’s how it works. I’ll ask you a question and you’ll answer me with a Please. Understood?” He waits for my obedient nod of understanding, which I quickly give him. He smiles “good.” “Now, if you obey like a good girl I will give you what you want, but if you don’t…” He slaps my thigh hard and my eyes turn hard on their own accord. I mean I like being in this position but the Slayer inside of me protests to the dominance of the demon. “Ah ah ah” he shakes his finger at me because he can see the hardness in my eyes. He knows the turmoil inside of me and goes to placate it. “No we won’t even go there will we? You’ll be good won’t you?” I relax and shake my head in agreement. “Good. Now let’s begin shall we?” He reaches up to remove the scarf from my mouth. “Shall we begin?” he asks again. “Please” I answer obediently. He smiles at me “Good girl.” He slowly lowers his head and presses his lips to mine gently. I lift my head eager for more but he pulls away. He sits back on his knees “So where shall we begin? Should I kiss you again?” “Please” I breathlessly answer. “Should I plunge my tongue into your mouth?” He’s moving up to my face. “Please” He reaches my face and grabs both sides with his big hands. He lowers his mouth to mine again and I open for him. The kiss is hot and passionate filled with everything that I feel for him and he feels for me. There is no hiding the love in this game, even if he wants to be in control I can tell that he is as much a victim of the game as I am. He pulls away leaving me wanting more. I’m panting so hard now and damn him he doesn’t have to breathe and he seems to take great delight in my obvious discomfort. He leans back again “Should I play with your breasts?” “Please” “Do you want me to lick them all over?” “Please” His head is so close to my nipples I desperately want to push myself up into his face but I know that if I do I won’t get what I want. “Do you want me to suck on your nipples?” “Ohhhh pleassesee” He leans down and takes a hard nipple in his mouth. He slowly starts to lick all around it, and then he grabs it with his teeth and pulls on it. “Ahhhhhhhh” “You like that?” I don’t answer “Do you want more?” “Please” He goes back and starts on the other one sucking and licking, rolling it around in his mouth. He takes a good portion of my breast in his mouth and he sucks…hard. The pain he evokes is only a cliff note in the pleasure that I receive from that gifted mouth. But then he stops again. “ARGGHH” “Now, now, be patient my love.” He quietly scolds me. He sits back again starting at me, I watch him under hooded eyes. Watch him as one finger starts to move up my thigh inching closer to my core. I’m overcome with want now, desperately needing him to touch me there. He on the other hand, besides the obvious bulge in his pants, looks like the epitome of patience. He stares at the juncture between my thighs and raises a finger ready to touch me “Should I touch your pussy?” “Plllllleaaassseee” I whine out He doesn’t instead he just sits there and looks at it “Look at your beautiful pussy, so wet, so open for me. Does it make you hot to know what I’m going to do?” I don’t answer “Does it turn you on being spread out on my bed for my pleasure?” I can’t wait anymore “Pleasssseeee Angel, touch me?” For a moment I think he’s going to slap me, but instead he just smiles that evil smile that makes me even wetter. “You want me to touch you?” “Please” “You want my fingers inside of you, fucking you?” I start to get a little frustrated “YES PLEASSSEEE” Then I feel it, his index finger circling around my entrance, spreading the wetness that has already leaked out. He rests it right at the entrance and stops. “Should I fuck you now?” “PLEASE” there’s a hint of command in my voice but he chooses to ignore it, instead he thrusts his finger inside of me and I push back into his hand. “Please Angel more” He complies and thrusts another finger and another, and he starts to move them in and out, harder and faster. I am writhing on the bed unable to control my emotions and the feelings that he so effortlessly creates. “YES PLEASE YES” I’m screaming now I’m so close to cumming. And he pulls out of me. “ARGGHHHH NO!” I shout. That he didn’t like and for my disobedience I got a slap on my thigh so hard that I know I’ll have a bruise there tomorrow. “That’s not how the game is played lover!” He sternly says. He sighs “Now we have to begin again.” My head falls back on the pillow and I close my eyes trying to fight the urge to rip these scarves off and jump him. But I don’t because in the end, I know I will have the last laugh. “Let’s begin again.” His finger is back on my clit rubbing it back and forth. “Mmm maybe we should begin somewhere else instead.” He contemplates “Do you want my mouth on your pussy?” “Please” I answer “Should I suck on it and taste your juices?” “OH GOD PLEASE YES” He moves his head in between my legs and blessed be his mouth touches my aching clit and he starts sucking and licking everywhere, he takes my clit in his mouth and bites down gently. I buck up into his mouth desperate for the release that only he can give me. He moves lower and his tongue slips inside of my entrance and he starts to fuck me with his long cool tongue and God there is nothing that has ever felt better then that, except maybe his cock inside of me doing the same motion. I’m so close “Please Angel suck my clit” I explode the second his lips touch my clit. “AHHHHH GOOODDDD ANGELLLLL” I’m coming down from a very intense orgasm and he’s still there licking me clean, making me jump when his tongue swipes over my now sensitive clit. “Please no more” It’s really starting to hurt now because he keeps going and I’m really sensitive. But finally he relents and sits up. “Please kiss me” I ask sweetly needing to taste my self on his lips. He smiles “with pleasure love” he lowers his head to mine and kisses me. I can taste my self and it turns me on even more, knowing that he takes pleasure in pleasuring me. He once told me that I was the sweetest nectar he had ever had and thinking about it just makes me explode with lust and want all over again. He pulls away and he’s licking his lips. He stands up and his hands go to the button on his pants. My eyes are glued there waiting for him to release his cock so I can gaze at it in wonderment and want. “Should I take my pants off now and fuck you?” “God yes please” He unbuttons the button and unzips his zipper, I watch as he pulls his pants down and his cock springs to attention. God he’s so big. So big and beautiful, and smooth and cool and I want him so much it hurts. “Please Angel now” He steps over to the bed and lays on top of me. He takes his cock and starts to rub it up and down my pussy. “Ahhhhh” Then with one thrust he’s inside. I sigh at the pleasure his invasion gives me, filling me up, making me feel so complete. He starts to move shallow thrusts at first but then he goes deeper and deeper and pretty soon he’s slamming into my womb. The thrusts become faster and harder and I’m losing my mine from the pleasure “OH GOD YES PLEASE ANGEL FUCK ME HARDER!” And boy does he! There’s probably going to be a permanent dent in his bed by the time he’s done. I lean my head to the side “PLEASE ANGEL DRINK” His face shifts to that of the demon and he swoops down and he sinks his teeth into my neck. God it feels so good that I cum instantly. The intense feeling of his fangs in my throat and his cock in my pussy, is the most incredible feeling in the world. He slams into me one last time and pulls away from my neck, each of us shouting the others name. Both of us lost to the pleasure that we create together, the beautifulness that is our love and passion. He pulls out of me and rolls over on to his side. His eyes are closed and ‘Yay Me’ he’s taking deep unneeded breaths. Ha who said two couldn’t play at this game. “Baby, untie me please?” He smiles at my use of the word please and goes to untie my legs. While he’s down there I quickly jerk my arms and rip the scarves. I jump up pushing him onto the floor. I straddle him and grab his arms holding them over his head. “Now lover we’re going to play a little game” The End l be kind, rewind l back to top l
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