11. Chapter Eleven

Body Parts - bludnymph

The moment Lux swirls his cock around my slick pussy, the world around me seems to dissipate. His dark eyes meet mine as he thrusts up and into me tantalizingly slow. It's like nothing else matters. He teases me, pushing his swollen head through my sensitive folds the tiniest bit and withdrawing. Never filling me with the full length of him my body so desperately craves. Just inching his way in, deeper and deeper.

"Christ," I cry out with frustration as he slows his pace. With each push into he me pauses. Watching as my pussy stretches to accommodate him. I knew he was big, but I didn't anticipate just how intense the stretch would be. It's painful, but in a good way. Like the pain he inflicted when he burnt me.

Branded me.

Lux's laugh fills the big top. I didn't believe him when he said he would taint me. I was wrong, but so was he. Lux Julius is everything a girl like me shouldn't want. Everyone has warned me about him. But where others see a monster they condemn, I see a lost and misunderstood soul. Staring into his eyes as he thrusts his cock into me, the obsessive greed flowing through me seems unreconizable. I want this man more than I've ever wanted anything. I want him to share his demons with me, even if that means damning myself.

He lowers himself to ghost his soft lips over mine. "Not even Christ can save you now, Indie. You wanted this. You called on my demons, and they answered," his whispered voice is potent and intoxicating before his mouth crashes down on mine. His hot tongue parts my lips mingling with mine. The kiss is heated and full of hunger. It's aggressive yet passionate, and I feel myself being swept away with how his touch seems to send tiny vibrations through my body. I catch his lips between my teeth, breaking the kiss and he hisses. "You're playing a dangerous game."

"I want this."

"You say that now, but I won't be gentle. It's not in me. I am going to fuck you, Indie. I am going to ruin you so deeply that your body will ache with my touch for weeks, even after I am gone."

His words don't scare me. I want this. I want him. Even if it's rough and chaotic. I'll welcome any pain Lux brings me, so long as it is him causing it.

He stands, and grips my hips tightly with his gloved hands as he pushes himself inside me again, filling me deeper this time. My pleasure filled cries mix with the moaning of the people around us, reminding me we aren't alone. Looking around, I find the small space around us is surrounded by a sea of people. To my left, the dwarf man I recognize from the ticket booth is watching, jerking his tiny cock with his hand while his eyes roam the exposed flesh of my body. Behind me, two men are holding up a petite woman wearing a ballet tutu and corset as she stands on tall blade tipped shoes. Before her, another ballerina dressed in the same outfit has her head between her thighs licking and sucking on her cunt. But it's the eyes focused on us that cause me unease.

So many eyes watching, fixating on Lux. On me, and the way our bodies come together in a storm of lust and need.

"Eyes on me, Indie." Lux commands. Obeying, I snap my eyes back to his. "Let them watch. I told them you are mine, now let me show them." With that he thrusts his entire length into me in one hard motion. Filling and stretching me to limits I have never experienced before. The burn is intense, but I welcome the pain as it feeds to my rapidly growing arousal. "Fuck, you are so goddamn tight," he hisses through tightly clenched teeth. He pauses briefly and quickly slides his cock out. Instantly I find myself missing the fullness of him and eye him with annoyance.

Laughing, he pulls on the silks, and wraps them around my wrists tightly. A sinister look forms on his face as he firmly grips the longest silk dangling from the ceiling, and pulls. Suddenly I'm flipped over and facing the dirt floor of the big top tent with my arms pulled back and above my head. One of my legs hangs down, while the other is pulled up and to the side. Giving not only him easy access but everyone around a clear view of my pussy. A scream escapes me, and Lux, finding amusement in my reaction, just laughs louder. If I thought I was restrained in the first position, this one is worse. I can't move at all. The silks are pulled too tightly, leaving me completely imobile and solely under Lux's control.

Though he's behind me, I can feel his eyes as they rake across my exposed body. The need to feel him inside me again only grows with the anticipation of not knowing what he'll do next. Unable to look behind me, my eyes roam the crowd around us and I watch as people give in to their temptations. The clown from the night before, has a familiar looking woman on her back as he plows into her. It's the woman who was on Lux's lap when I arrived. White foam spills from her mouth and her body convulses. At first, I don't realize what"s happening but then it clicks. She's overdosing. But he doesn't stop. He continues to keep her pinned down by his hand wrapped around her throat while he fucks her.

"That's it bitch. Choke my cock with your pussy while you leave this world," he spits, slamming into her over and over. I watch, unable to tear my eyes from the shocking scene before me. But it's when the woman"s body goes limp and her eyes drain of life that my stomach threatens to empty itself on the floor. She's dead, and still…he continues to fuck her. Roughly. Ruthlessly. Until he finishes. "Fuck yea, thats it, take my cum like the whore you are. Rest it peace, you fucking slut."

Just when panic begins to set in, Lux's whip cracks down on the round flesh of my ass, pulling my attention back. "Look how pretty your ass is, Indie," Lux whispers against my lower back. His tongue runs across my exposed sweat covered skin, trailing it's way down to the curve of my ass. "I can't wait to ruin it."

I gulp. I'm far from a virgin, but never has a guy been allowed to fuck with my ass. Butt play has never been my thing, but with Lux, I'm learning that sometimes, exploring and trying new and even sick things, can be fun. I can hear him spit before he slaps his hand over my asshole, spreading his warm saliva around it. I moan, and squirm, as his free hand finds its way to my clit, and massages it in circular motions. Something hard and cold presses against my ass, and my body instinctively tenses as the object tries to force its way through the tight opening. At first, I panic. Unsure of what it is, but it's when I feel the leather braids tickling my skin that I realize it's the handle of his whip.

"Let's have some fun. Be a good girl and relax for me, baby. I promise you're going to love it," Lux whispers. The circular motions around my clit increase, bringing me closer to the edge of the release I so badly crave. But with it, the whips handle works its way in, little by little.

He was right. With my body relaxed, and hungry for release, the pressure on my ass only increases all sensitivity.

"More," I moan with a heated breath into the space in front of me, "Fuck me, Lux. I need to cum."

"What a greedy girl you are, but I guess one orgasm is okay," and with that, he pushes the object fully into my ass, and begins to fuck me with it. The ache builds as my orgasm grows closer. "That"s it. Cum while my whip is buried in that pretty little ass you dirty girl. You're my dirty girl, aren't you, Indie?" He fucks my ass fast and hard with the handle of his whip. He pulls his fingers from my clip, and slaps his hand down over it. The sharp stinging sensation rips through me causing me to scream, and before I know it, my first orgasm crashes over me like an euphoric wave.

I am his dirty girl, and I fucking love it.

Lux quickly removes his hand from my clit and roughly shoves his hard cock into my still pulsating pussy.

"God damn, baby. You're pussy is clenching down so fucking tight for me." He groans. Gripping my hips tightly, he thrusts into me harder. With his whip still buried in my ass, and the added fullness of his cock inside my pussy, the pleasure becomes too much.

"Fuck, Lux. I can't…"

"Oh you can," he grunts as he fucks me roughly. "You can and you fucking will. Don't forget who you belong to. Your pussy was made for me, Indie."

I've wanted this since the moment I saw Lux in those videos. I knew regardless of how dark and twisted people said he was, that I needed him. And though he fought it, he needed me too.

Lux grabs the whip handle with his hand and pushes it in and out of my tight hole while matching the pace of his cock. He fucks me deep, hard and ruthlessly. Using my hanging body to fulfill his needs. Just like the crowd of people around us. Each thrust into me has my moans blending with the pleasure filled sounds of the erotic show surrounding us. The DJs music continues. Though when I lift my eyes, I don't see him mixing. Instead, he's standing behind his booth, his headphone cord wrapped around an old man's neck while he fucks his face. Carnal, brutal and yet, beautiful.

Everything here is dark and fucked up, but as I allow myself to give in to temptations and depravities I never knew I craved, I find the true beauty of Cirque Du Désir.

Behind me Lux growls, "This pussy is mine. All fucking mine." He shoves the handle of the whip deeper into my ass. The burning pain only fuels my arousal. I can already feel my second orgasm building. The intense sensitivity has my clit throbbing, aching for more friction. "Tell me, Indie. Who's dirty girl are you?"

"Yours," I moan, knowing full well after this no man will ever compare. "Only yours."

"That's right. You're mine baby. You wanted this, didn't you. You wanted to belong in a place like this. Wanted me to taint you with my cock," he shouts as he slams into me. His balls smack off my ass, hard. The sound of our slick bodies coming together seems to echo around the small space around us. The dwarf man jerking himself finally finds his release, shooting jets of white to the ground in front of me as he grunts and groans. Milking his tiny cock for every drop.

"Cum for me, Indie. Cum while I fuck both your holes." He growls with authority. Unable to control myself, I do. My body quakes and shudders as the most intense oragasm I've ever felt reeks havoc through me. Hanging from the silks, my body twitches, and arches, with Lux continuing to pump into me. Fucking my orgasm through it's course. "Thats it. Fuck yeah. Just like that." And with that he pulls the whip's handle from my ass and tosses it to the floor. Gripping both my hips tightly, he loses control. His thrusts growing more feral and chaotic as his release nears.

The room around us seems to spin, my body is growing limp with exhaustion. Above my head, my arms are numb and I can feel my pussy beginning to swell around his hard cock. Each slip of his cock inside me becoming borderline painful, and yet, I still want it. I want him to fuck me. To use me however he wants. Because no matter what Lux does, it feels good.

Painful. Sick. But so fucking good.

"Your fucking cunt was made by the devil himself, Indie. But he made it just for me," he groans. "Goddamn you feel so good wrapped around me. Choking me. So fucking forbidden."

"Lux…" I moan. I can feel his cock throbbing inside me. The swollen head filling and stretching the deepest parts of me. Suddenly Lux stops, and quickly withdrawals himself. He spins the silks, turning me toward him. At this level, suspended from the big top at the perfect height for him to shove his cock directly in my mouth.

"Take my cock into that pretty little mouth of yours. Thats where this started dirty girl and that's where it's finishing. You're going to swallow my fucking load like its your communial bread. Like it's going to wash away the sins you committed tonight."

He fists my hair at the root. Pulling tightly as I take him to the back of my throat. Lapping and sucking as he fucks my throat raw. My jaw begins to ache from the stretch. His size forces me wider as he slams into my mouth. Sloppy gurgled moans slip from my lips.

"Ah fuck yes," he groans as he cums. Streams of his warm sticky release hit the back of my throat as he slows his pace. I do my best to swallow it down, gagging on his length as he pushes it deeper. Then he stops. His hold on my hair loosens, and he pulls his glistening cock from my lips. I hang there. A smile forming on my face. Though I'm surrounded by people, and the most exposed I've ever been. I don't care. All I can think about is Lux, and how fucking good every bit of him makes me feel. My cheeks flush as he bends down in front of me. Bringing his eyes to mine. He cups my cheek, holding my face up to his and runs his tongue across my swollen lips.

Fuck.

"Mmm. Now every bit of you tastes like mine, Indie," he whispers.

My smile grows, as he thumbs my bottom lip, pulling it down and releasing it so it pops back up.

"That's because I am," I laugh.

Lux's lips pull into a coy grin, before he stands. I watch as he tucks himself back into his pants. He begins to unwrap the silks tied firmly around my limbs, freeing me from their hold. My arms and legs are numb, and as he lowers my feet to the ground I find myself on unsteady legs.

"Lux, I can't…" Before I can finish my sentence, he scoops me up in his arms, and carries me through the crowd of people. Looking over his shoulder, I'm met with the clearest view of the truth behind Cirque Du Désir. The beauty behind the depravity that everyone condemns. So many people, have come together to fulfill things they hide from their world. To please each other. Without judgement, or fear.

It isn't dark. It isn't sick.

A place where everyone can be themselves, and not fear judgement.

Cirque Du Désir is freedom.