I’m his…She’s mine

Daire didn’t like her life. Her parents had moved from london, uk to texas 3 years ago, she hated it. In England she had been popular, happy and everybody loved her. they had moved her for her brother and his stupid football scholarship. She hadn’t heard a peep from her old friends in England and no-body talked to her here. To them she was just the creepy gothic British kid. Her two other older brothers hadn’t taken the move so well at first but they seemed to love it there. She was the only one who hated it.

Daire

I woke up to the sound of my dads car starting, I had the house to myself for the day; so I was going to make the best of it.  I plugged in my iPod and started dancing down the hallway to Amy Studt’s misfit and into the kitchen in my very minimal electric blue bra and pantie set. I poured some orange juice and turned round to see my oldest brother and his two friends sitting at the kitchen table staring at me.  literally spat out all my orange juice and flat out sprinted it to my room. I threw on my pyjamas and walked back into the kitchen, fuming. I looked at my now smirking brother and his 2 laughing friends.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing here?” I growled, pinning him with my gray eyed stare.

“Practice is cancelled for the day, so were hanging out here. But we didn’t think we would get such a nice floor show!” He snickered.

I shot him the finger and called over my shoulder “Fucking idiot,” as i walked down the hall.

Getting dressed was an alright experience. i put on my black leather hot pants, nirvana t-shirt and black converse. i carefully applied my make-up, picked up my purse and stalked back into the kitchen. Went shopping then spent the next 2 days in my room.

I went downstairs 2 days later to find the house completely empty this time. i lazed around all day reading. Until the door bell rang.i jumped up and opened it to find my Brothers friend Brant standing at the door. His chesnut hair hanging round his face. And i was vaguely aware he was staring at my short tartan skirt and black knee socks.

“Did you come to see jay?” I asked already knowing the answer.

“No,” Which surprised me “I came to see you,” he whispered

I laughed and when i saw his wounded expression i stopped “You’re serious,”

He nodded “May i come in?”

I closed my eyes and silently stepped out of the way, to let him in. he exhaled and closed the door as i led the way into the living room. He sat down indicating that i should sit next to him. He clasped both my hands in one of his and tipped my chin up with his other.

He closed his eyes “I like you Daire, i really really like you,” He re-opened his eyes “And i want you, i’ve wanted you since i first saw you,”

“I like you too,” i quietly admitted and looked down

“Hey don’t look ashamed, look at me,” He ordered, i could tell from the tone of voice he was used to ordering people about.

His lips met mine, innocently at first then more passionately and he made a low primitive sound in the back of his throat. i gasped when his hand slid up my skirt and that gave him access to explore my mouth with his tongue. Abruptly he picked me up and cradled me to his chest, taking the steps 2 at a time he stopped at the landing and looked around. Finally deciding that the black door was mine. He kicked it open and threw me onto the bed. He smiled down at me a question in his eyes, i nodded and he grinned. he carefully un-dressed me then himself. Then he led himself on top of me,  supporting his weight with his hands. Then he bent his head and started suckeling my nipple teasing the other with his thumb and fore-finger. I stroked his ever growing erection and moan. He stopped playing with my nipples and looked down at me, grinned and then slowly sunk into me. He kept a slow rythem until i came loudly. And so did he.

Two days later and after more mind-blowing sex he asked me to come to his apartment.

“Daire, i want to try something with you, now you have to be totally honest with me and talk to me at all times,” He said

I nodded, not sure where he was going with this. “I’m a dominant and i would like you to be my submissive,” He said and my eyes shot up to his “We can stop at any time,  but i promise you will enjoy it too,”

i bit my lip but nodded. And i was rewarded with his breath-taking grin. He pulled me to my feet and into his room. It was white with black furniture and a huge chestnut bed. “When you’re with me you will do exactly what i say when i say it, no hesitation, understood?”

I nodded, after getting me naked he brought out a two pairs of handcuffs, a blindfold and a gag. i stared at him, but nodded when he asked if i would let him do it. “Turn around,” he whispered. i complied and he grabbed my wrist and attached a hand cuff to it, then put the other on the other wrist. So my hands were clamped firmly behind my back, i tried to move my wrist i found that the cuff bit painfully into my wrist, they were a bit to tight. He then bent down and fastened my ankles togther. Again they were tight. Getting up his kissed the nape of my neck, whilst his hands roamed my body. “I think you’ve seen enough,” He whispered, and tied the blindfold on.” Get down on your knees and open your mouth,” He ordered. i did as he asked. and felt him enter my mouth. i sucked and i could hear his sharp intake of breath and then i felt the warm salty liquid ouze down my throat. He quickly came out of me and flung me on the bed. Crawling up the bed and then straddling me, he placed the gag in my mouth and tied it again, a bit too tight. Then without any warning at all he entered me and started pounding a punishing rythem. He ripped the the gag and blindfold of and started kissing me.

“You’re mine,” He growled “Always mine.Never forget that,”

“Yes, your’s,” I panted “Always,”