Chapter 24

CHAPTER 24

RICHARD

" I s my sweet little bird awake?"

Taking a seat on a wrought iron bench nearby, I sipped my coffee while I watched her stir. Her beautiful emerald eyes fluttered. With a soft moan, she rolled onto her back and placed a hand over her eyes to block out the light streaming down from the glass ceiling. Shifting onto her hip, the chain around her neck rattled as she moved to a sitting position.

Inhaling the dark aroma of my unsweetened coffee before taking another sip, I waited.

Elizabeth's small hands grabbed the gold-link chain and followed it to the jewel-encrusted collar around her neck.

Any moment now…

Rising onto her knees, her head swiveled back and forth taking in her surroundings before her gaze found mine.

Staring at me through the gold bars, her eyes widened in horror.

Setting my coffee cup aside, I rose and approached her cage.

"Richard, what have you done?" she whispered hoarsely. Her throat probably dry from the drug I had slipped into her drink.

Undoing the belt of my robe, I let it fall to the floor, standing before her in only a pair of black silk pajama bottoms. Crouching to her eye level, I reached through the bars and stroked her cheek with the backs of my knuckles. A familiar gesture I knew she liked.

"Since you couldn't be trusted to play by the rules of our old game, I've started a new one, my love."

Grasping the bars, she screeched, "Let me out of here!"

"Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. Little birdies who squawk instead of sing get punished. You'd be smart to remember that," I warned her darkly.

"Richard… this is insane. You can't keep me in here."

"That is where you're wrong. I'd think if you've learned anything these last few weeks, it's that I can do whatever the fuck I want."

Once more I reached through the bars to stroke her cheek. Elizabeth fell back, crawling on her hands to the far end of the domed cage. I shrugged and went back to my coffee. It was not as if a tug on the chain wouldn't force her to come to me.

"Aren't you going to look in the mirror to see the necklace I've bought you?"

Pushing her tousled hair out of her eyes, Elizabeth looked around the cage till she spied the large oval mirror fixed to one side. Slowly rising, she hobbled over to it.

Taking another sip of coffee, I realized it had become lukewarm. Fortunately, before I became annoyed at this inconvenience, a servant appeared to refresh my cup.

Elizabeth ran to the edge of the cage and rattled the bars. "Help! Help me! You have to call the police!"

Because he was paid extremely well to do so, the servant ignored her pleas and returned to the kitchen through a hidden door at the end of the conservatory. It really was astounding what enough money could buy you these days.

"Elizabeth, I'm growing impatient."

At her wild look, I gestured with my head in the direction of the mirror.

Her shoulders sagged as she once more made her way to that end of the cage. Her fingers traced the outline of the emerald-cut diamond collar around her throat, then ran down the long gold chain. It was then she noticed the custom-designed outfit.

"Turn around so I can see you," I commanded.

Looking over her shoulder at me, she hesitated a moment before silently obeying.

Out of the new wardrobe I had purchased for her, I believed this was definitely one of my favorites. The form-fitting leotard shimmered in the early morning light, appearing cobalt blue one moment and a vivid amethyst purple the next with an overlaid feather pattern in gold. Over her breasts, pussy, and ass, there was only a fine spun-gold netting. The outfit was missing just one detail but that would come later.

"Aren't you going to thank me for your new outfit and jewels?"

Licking her lips, she replied, "I'd like to. Will you let me out of this cage so I can thank you properly?"

I rose, enjoying the feel of the warm silk fabric as it brushed against my cock.

"You really are adorable, you know that… my pet ."

Elizabeth screeched and tried to grab at me through the bars.

The bars were spaced precisely nine inches apart. The measurement between her nipples so that if I reached for her chain, as I was doing now, and pulled…

Elizabeth's screams were cut off by a pained gasp as her body was forced against the cold metal with each bar cutting into the areolas of her breasts.

"Ow! Ow! Let go!"

"Will you behave?"

"Yes! Yes! I'll behave!"

I released the chain and she fell back.

Rubbing her now sore breasts, she whispered, "I hate you."

"No, you don't. That's what makes this so much more fun."

Running my gaze over the massive birdcage I had constructed just for her, I said, "It wouldn't be much of a game if you actually hated me. The fact that you love me is the real challenge."

Walking back to the bench, I picked up a small table with a tray with several vials on it and placed it just out of reach of her cage.

Wrapping her arms protectively over her breasts, she whimpered, "God, how I wish I could forget you. Forget loving you. Forget having ever met you."

My jaw tightened at her words. "Careful, my love. I have ways of granting that wish for you."

I was reserving that surprise for another later game. One way more elaborate than this. This was just a taste of what I had planned for my little bird's future.

"As much as I hate to start our new game with some unpleasantness, we do have the matter of your betrayal to address."

"Please, Richard. I'm sorry I lied. I was going to tell you about the play. Please! I was going to tell you, I swear," she cried as she raced up to the bars in her eagerness to have me understand.

Her pretty pink lips trembled as they glistened with her tears. Leaning down, I whispered against her mouth, "I know, my love. I know," before needing to taste her salty tears.

My tongue swept in to claim her mouth as my own. Moaning as I reached a hand around to hold her head close to mine. Our tongues swirled and dueled with each other, teeth nipping at bottom lips as we strained to kiss through the bars.

When it was over, we were both breathless… and one of her hands was clasped in handcuffs.

Before she could pull away, my arm snaked through the bars and spun her shoulder till her back hit the cage wall. Pulling her second arm through, I secured the handcuffs on both of her small wrists.

Reaching through the bars, I seized her around the neck and pulled her back against my chest. Running my teeth along the edge of her ear, I breathed, "You're going to like this new game, I promise."

Looking down her body, I could see her hard nipples poke through the gold mesh. My lips twitched in a knowing smile. I knew her better than she knew herself.

"Now slide down onto your knees like a good girl."

She awkwardly obeyed as she lowered to her knees with her arms stretched behind her.

"Bend forward as far as you can," I ordered, already catching a glimpse of her blushing pussy lips.

Her neck chain rattled as it slid along the bars with each movement.

"Spread your knees."

"Richard…"

"Do as I say."

Her knees slid along the smooth wooden floor of the cage.

Placing my hand between her legs, I pushed two fingers deep inside her, knowing she would already be wet and ready for me.

Elizabeth groaned and pushed her ass against the bars.

Pulsing my fingers in and out, I asked huskily, "Who knows what his baby needs?"

"Oh, God. You do, Richard."

Rubbing my free hand over her ass in caressing circles, I pulled my fingers free. "That's right. And I also know my baby likes pain." With that I slapped my hand against her exposed pussy.

Elizabeth screamed from both the shock and pain and jerked forward only to be stopped by the handcuffs. I spanked her pussy again.

"Stop!"

Keeping one hand on her inner thigh so she couldn't close her legs, I continued to punish her pussy till the delicate skin glowed a beautiful cherry red.

Using both hands, I tore the gold netting free, ripping the fabric of her costume up her back. It was a shame, but I hadn't purchased them to not ruin them.

Reaching over to the table, I selected one of the glass vials and pulled the cork stopper off with my teeth. Spitting the cork to the side, I tilted the amber liquid over her ass, watching as it pooled on her lower back then slipped between her ass crack.

The already warmly sweet air of the conservatory became spiced with the musky scent of argan oil. Using both my hands I spread the oil over the beautiful curves of her ass, slipping my fingers between her cheeks to tease her dark hole.

Elizabeth's hands clenched into fists as she groaned and pulled on the handcuffs all while pushing back against the bars, begging for more. She hissed when my fingers smoothed over her now swollen pussy lips.

"Are you ready for your punishment?"

A guttural moan was her only response.

My middle finger traced the crease between her curves before circling her small puckered hole. It clenched at my caress. Tracing the ridges, I pressed the tip till it slipped inside. I kept pushing till it was buried to the knuckle.

"Ow! Richard, I…"

Sliding one oiled finger out, I then pushed two in.

Elizabeth lurched upright as far as her arms would allow. "Ow! It hurts! Take them out! Please."

With my free hand, I methodically wound her gold leash around my fist, prepared for her to begin fighting as I twisted my two fingers deep inside her ass, opening her… preparing her.

"You haven't guessed your punishment yet."

Elizabeth began to beg. "No! Richard, no! Please. I don't want you to."

"Don't want me to what?" Turning my fingers, I scissored them open, pushing against the tight, muscled ring of her entrance.

Elizabeth yelped as she tried to shimmy her hips as far forward as her bound arms would allow, her ass cheeks clenched.

Ready for her, I jerked on her leash, watching as her collar tightened around her neck. She stilled.

"Put your head down and your ass up. Accept your punishment."

"I'm sorry! Please, don't do this."

"You're not sorry enough… but you will be," I warned as I ruthlessly forced a third finger into her asshole.

"Oh, my God, it hurts!"

Kneeling behind her, I pulled the waist of my pajama bottoms down. The elastic pressed against the underside of my balls as I fisted my cock and guided the head to her dark entrance. Gently slapping my cock against her exposed hole, I ran a hand over her lower back, covering it with oil before coating my cock. I pressed the head against her entrance.

Her body tensed. Sensing she was getting ready to pitch forward again, I tightened my grip on her leash.

Pushing my hips forward, I watched as the bulbous head disappeared inside her ass.

Elizabeth gasped then let out a high-pitched whimper.

Taking a deep breath, I reined in my primal need to drive hard and deep. I wanted to relish each and every slow inch. Holding onto her hip with my one hand, I pushed forward, feeling her body clench so tightly around my fully engorged cock it was almost painful. Fuck, she was tight.

Several times her ass cheeks clenched and tried to push me out but a few well-placed spanks on her bottom stopped that behavior. Clenching my jaw, I hissed air through my teeth as I concentrated on not thrusting quickly… not yet. I wanted to bottom out balls deep in her ass first. I wanted her to really feel my full possession, not just the pain of my intrusion. I wanted her to experience my methodical domination of her.

My thick shaft pulled on the delicate rim of her asshole as it pushed in deeper, the pale pink skin turning white as it stretched to accommodate my girth. Fascinated, I watched as my cock disappeared inside her reluctant body.

"Where is my cock, Elizabeth?"

She didn't answer.

"Where is my cock?" I asked more forcefully.

"In my ass," she moaned. "Please take it out. Oh, God, it hurts."

I knew it must, she was so small compared to my bulk. This would be a punishment she wouldn't soon forget, especially since I planned to take her ass often, whether she deserved it or not. My balls rocked against her upper thighs as I felt the cold metal bars against my chest. I was fully lodged within her.

Groaning, my head rolled back as I savored the moment.

My voice sounded harsh and rough with need as I asked her, "Were you a bad girl?"

"Yes," she whispered.

"Did you lie to me?"

Choking on a sob, she nodded.

"Tell me to fuck your ass."

Her tearstained face looked over her shoulder at me. "Please don't make me."

Raising my arm, I brought my palm down on her already red right ass cheek. "Ask me to fuck your ass."

Balling her hands into fists, she rattled the handcuffs as her arms shook. "I can't. I can't. It hurts. Oh, God, it hurts."

Rubbing my hand on her lower back, I soothed her. "You need this, baby. Trust me. You want the pain. You know you deserve it."

Her violent trembling subsided as she listened to the calm authority of my words.

"Fuck my ass," she whispered forlornly. Broken.

"I didn't hear you."

"Fuck my ass!" she screamed, as tears rolled down her cheeks.

Shifting my hips back, I pulled almost completely free. Watching as the head crested, forcing her hole open but not quite popping free. Then I slammed back into her body with one hard, brutal thrust.

My chest tightened as I watched my cock plunder her ass over and over again. Her moans of pain were lost in the pulsing, pounding rush of blood in my ears.

My cock glistened with oil as it slid in and out of her dark hole as I drove balls deep with each thrust.

Reaching between her legs, I began to rub her clit. Losing all interest in punishing her, now I just wanted her to come. Wanted to know I could make her orgasm through extreme pain. Knowing I had that power over her mind and body.

Knowing I had twisted and perverted the sexual desires of an innocent to match my own.

Slamming into her now gaping asshole, I could feel her body tremble and quake beneath my hand. Her thighs clenched, trapping my hand between them. She was close. I could feel it. Taking two fingers, I flicked them furiously over her clit, applying just the right amount of pressure.

"Oh, God!"

Dropping the leash, I moved my left hand between her legs from above. Using that hand now to stimulate her clit, I slid my right hand lower, to push three fingers into her dripping pussy. Filling her.

Through the thin membrane, I could feel the slide of my cock.

Her back arched, pulling me even deeper into her ass, as a violent orgasm ripped through her. I stopped my thrusting so I could feel every ripple of it up my shaft.

While her breathing was still labored, I placed my hands on her hips and finally unbridled the beast in me. I knew from her orgasm and the pain, her entire body would be sensitive and humming, aware of every movement, every brush of skin on skin.

With her cheek pressed against the floor, her head tilted back as her mouth opened on a silent scream as I brutally thrust with no mercy, gaping her ass with the heavy girth of my cock.

Ruining her for any other man.

"Please come! Please!" she begged, wanting the pain to be over as her body was rocked by the force of my thrusts. "Please come!"

My only regret was handcuffing her. If I were able, I would come deep in her ass and then push my cock deep down her throat, making her taste every inch. Next time.

As I felt my balls tighten, I increased the pace of my thrusts, till everything was a blur of unrestrained need and pleasure. Seizing the bars of her cage, I threw my head back and opened my mouth on a primal roar as I released my warm seed, filling her ass with cum.

Almost lightheaded from the intense release, I staggered back. Sitting on the cool black and white marble tile as I leaned against the iron bench, I looked down to see my still semi-hard cock resting in the ink black silk of my pajamas, glistening with oil and cum.

Elizabeth was still restrained in a folded kneeling position. Her arms hanging limply from the handcuffs. Between her ass cheeks, I could see her still forced open hole as white cum dripped from it onto the floor of her cage.