Revenge, Pt 5: The Red Mist Decends - Sex Stories

Revenge, Pt 5: The Red Mist Decends

... said. "I thought...I don't know...I just wanted to be your...your..." she trailed off, unable to find the word. "My what, Jessica? My lover?" I asked mockingly. "Your slut!" she shouted, "I wanted to be your slut!" "And what does that mean?" I asked quickly, "What does that mean, Jessica? I didn't force you to say it. I didn't force you to say or do anything. You wanted to belong to me. You wanted to be mine!" I took a step backwards and closed my eyes, taking a deep breath. I couldn't lose my temper. Not again. I felt like I was on the side of a cliff. I opened my eyes to find her staring at me. She didn't react at first. Had I pushed too far? Had I scared her off? She slowly bit her lip. The fear and tension seemed to be leaving her body. "Right, Jessica?" I said slowly. "Isn't that right?" The corner of her mouth twitched up into the smallest of smiles, and she nodded. Relief crashed through me like a flood, and I let out a long sigh. I stepped towards her again, wrapping my arm behind her back. "Say it, Jessica." I said, brushing her hair from her eyes. Her smile grew. "I...I wanted...I want to be yours." she said, her quiet voice charged with excitement. "I own you." I said. She nodded again and let out a small giggle. "You own me." she repeated. I sighed with pleasure and felt my cock growing harder. "I don't believe you Jessica..." I said, "Make me believe you." "You...you own me." she said, her voice shaking. I reached behind her and gently put my hand on her ass. ...

... Her body jumped against mine at just a touch. "I love you," she sighed, "I'm yours." I gently squeezed her ass and she let out a gasp of pain. "I own every inch of this body." I said, revelling in the power, "You're mine." "I'm yours!" she said desperately, "I'm...I'm yours..." "You like it when I hurt you, don't you?" I asked. She nodded, biting down on her lip hard. "I like...I like it..." she gasped as I slightly increased my grip. I couldn't get enough of hearing that. "I came so hard last night, when you fucked me." she admitted, her eyes narrowing in pain, "It felt so...good to just be tied up and...and used like that." I suddenly clenched my fingers hard, gripping so tight it would hurt even if she wasn't already in pain. She gasped again and let out a low moan, as her knees dropped and she had to tighten her grip on me for support. "Ahhh...ahhh! I love you...I'm yours!" she gasped. I released my grip on her. "I know, sweetheart." I said, the word slipping out easily. I kissed her gently on the forehead, and she leaned into me. "Good girl." I said. I pulled away from her and took a step back. Her eyes were still red, and she looked exhausted, but she seemed so much happier than before. So at ease, and relaxed. I was ecstatic. All this confusion, all the wondering about her feelings, and about mine, it wasn't important. She wanted to belong to me. That was all that mattered. I walked past her, taking her by the hand and leading her upstairs. She followed along silently, ...