Chapter 19

Chapter Nineteen

TYRANT

I need to get the first orgasm out of the way. The longer I wait the more of a chance I let in for any kind of feelings from my claimed one toward me.

Her body is shivering, pumping with desire and adrenaline. I needed to test her. Join her in the shower. I needed her to clean her entire body, including both holes. Head to toe she is now my property and my responsibility to break. And keep alive.

In my place, she’s completely safe. That gives us a chance to just focus on one thing.

Breaking her body, mind, and soul.

My clothes are stuck to my skin. I’m standing in the fucking shower, fully clothed, including socks and boots.

I watch as Serafina finishes washing herself. Her body is so womanly. Curves that are quiet yet scream for attention. Her ass is shapely and firm. Her hips not rounded, but they have that jutted out shape, almost like a long diamond placed on its side. There’s a natural curve at her lower back.

“Turn the fuck around, claimed one ,” I order her.

She listens without letting a second tick by.

Good. Girl.

Serafina stands with the shower water hitting her upper back. The front of her body is just as fine as from the back.

I look at the slit of her cunt. That perfectly straight line, hiding her sweet labia and her pulsing holes. The stubble on her mound. Her belly button is misshapen, but what the fuck does it matter… my eyes move up to her full tits. They’re bigger than you’d expect from their shape when she’s clothed. They’re heavier toward her nipples, pushing them down a little bit. Bubblegum pink nipples, knotted for attention, looking right at me.

Her upper chest and her throat… her chin and her lips… her nose and eyes… soaked hair…

I thrust my right hand at her chest and drive her back against the wall. My left hand moves forward and I nod at her.

“Take my mask, claimed one ,” I say. “Put it on me.”

She sucks in a breath. She’s terrified to touch my mask. That’s okay. She’s supposed to be scared right now. I want her to be in a perpetual state of fear that leaves her aching for pills to calm her down.

Because what rich and powerful man doesn’t want a wife kept under wraps with the help of a pharmaceutical addiction?

Serafina takes my mask and she reaches up for my face. I lower my head an inch or two and she carefully places the mask on me.

My eyes are glued to her tits. Watching them move, shake, jiggle. Just natural movements but it makes me grit my teeth.

With my mask now on, I step back from Serafina and I grab the top of my shirt. I grunt and pull with all my force. The shirt rips with ease and I turn it into an open shirt. I peel it off my soaking wet body, leaving it on the shower floor in a torn up heap.

Serafina’s eyes go wide and her lips part.

I look down at my nipple piercing. She’s fascinated with it. I touch my nipple with my right middle finger, playing for a second. Then I move my hands down to my jeans.

I open my jeans, then bend forward and wrestle with the wet laces on my boots. I step out of my boots and then push my jeans down. When my cock springs free, long, wet, semi-hard, Serafina gasps.

I manage to step out of my soaked jeans with ease, closing back in on Serafina. I grab for her hair and push her toward the shower door. She has to hurry and open the door before crashing into it. She stumbles out of the shower to the thick, comfortable mat on the floor.

My left hand swings forward and up and I smack her left ass cheek. I grab hold.

“Down, claimed one ,” I order as I kick the back of her right knee.

She lets out a whimper and drops to her knees. I hold her hair and I take a growling breath. I can rest my cock on the top of her head right now if I wanted to.

“Hands on the floor, ass in the air,” I tell her and push at her head.

She falls forward as told.

Doggy style .

That ass of hers high up in the air. Her sweet cunt blooming like a flower seeking a kiss from the sun. Her wet labia curling. Her body achingly ready for me.

I drop down to my right knee and place my left foot near her face. My right hand smacks her right hip and then holds tight. My left hand slides between her legs, fingers stroking her soaked cunt.

I touch my cock, depositing her wetness on my hardness, then grip the base of my cock. I smack the fat head of my cock against her cunt, letting her know of my pending arrival. Her inner thighs tremble.

“You’re going to come all over my cock, claimed one ,” I tell her. “Don’t you dare hold the fuck back. Understand?”

“Yes,” she purrs. “Please fuck me, Tyrant .”

I rub the head of my cock between her labia and press against her hole. She’s warm, wet, and tight. I have to shatter her threshold with a grunting thrust.

She opens. Her body tenses. She lets out a whimper. She sheathes me, gripping with a shivering tightness. Her body is going to need to memorize me. Adjust to me. That’s perfectly fine. I’m far bigger than anyone she’s ever been with.

My left hand grabs her left hip. I pull and ease her down on my cock. Her hands reach out and she claws for the edges of the bath mat on the floor.

Under my mask, I grit my teeth from the intense pressure on my cock from her body. I smile, then thrust as hard as I can.

Serafina lets out a yell and her body attempts to collapse to the floor. My hands quickly save her from doing that.

“Keep in your fucking position, claimed one ,” I order.

She growls at me.

“Does it hurt?” I ask.

She turns her head. She nods .

“But you want more, don’t you?”

She continues to nod.

“You’ve earned a treat, Sera,” I tell her.

My left hand moves around her body and down between her legs. My pointer and middle fingers rub against her clit and cunt, collecting sweet wetness.

I move my fingers from one set of lips to another. I jam my fingers into her mouth, against her tongue, toward the back of her throat. Making her taste her own cunt. That’s her fucking reward.

I keep my fingers in her mouth. I like the look of it. My thumb pressed under her chin. My right hand moves to the small of her back and down to her ass. That’s when I begin to fuck her.

Pulling back and thrusting forward with force. I give her the first couple thrusts as warnings. Letting her find her grip on the bath mat and find her balance. Letting her get used to the rush of the stretching pleasure in her body.

Soon I’m like a well lubed piston. Fucking my claimed one the way she needs to be fucked. My fingers shoved into her mouth, going more toward the back of her mouth.

I make her gag. When she does, her cunt clenches even tighter against my cock. I growl from my chest, my balls suddenly sending a signal that they want to explode and shoot ropes of hot cum deep into Serafina.

No. Fucking. Way.

I pull my fingers from the back of her mouth and hook at her cheek, pulling her face, head, neck toward me. Of course her neck can only turn so far… or so she thinks …

I pull harder, making her groan. My cock slams faster and harder into her cunt.

“Come, claimed one ,” I say. “Come all over my cock.”

I slide my fingers from her mouth and she yelps with relief. My hand grabs for her left tit, holding her, teasing her familiar nipple.

“Tyrant,” my claimed one purrs. “Oh, fuck… Tyrant!”

She yells my name and bucks her hips back in an unexpected move. Her back arching so beautifully. I want more.

I place my left hand to the back of her head and drive her face down to the soft carpet. She turns her head to the right, able to breathe and cry out my name.

A warm gush greets me from deep within her body. The sound of our wet bodies colliding gets even louder. And even wetter. She’s climaxing with force, her body spraying its cum from between her legs.

I keep fucking her. This is what she wants and what she needs. Her body jumps and bucks again.

“Relax,” I demand. “You’ve never been fucked through an orgasm before, have you, Sera?”

“No!” Her voice is shaky and full of pleasure.

I smirk under my mask. She’s been touched and fucked but never truly pleasured. My God, this is almost like having a fucking virgin in my grasp.

I pump my cock with a few more heavy strokes and I feel myself preparing for my own climax.

I grab Serafina’s hair and lift her head up off the floor. I tear my cock from her cunt with force, leaving her pleasured walls throbbing, forcing her body to leak more precious honey that will trickle down her thighs.

I move to my left, grab my cock with my right hand and stroke fiercely. I use Serafina’s slick cum as lube once again for my own benefit. My left hand slides to the back of her head and I hold her right in place.

“Close your fucking mouth, claimed one ,” I say. “You’re not swallowing my load. You’re going to wear it.”

She groans and her lips quiver as she tightens them together. I tug at the head of my cock, my grip extra tight. I’m fucking close.

My eyes look up and down Serafina’s perfect body. Curves. Her back naturally arching. Her ass still in the air. Her cunt throbbing. Visibly fucking throbbing.

I growl in my throat and grunt as the rush hits me. My hand slides down my shaft and I jerk forward, letting myself go.

Cum hits Serafina in the forehead and splashes into her hair. The second rope of my orgasm hits just under her left eye. A fresh glob of semen gently drips down her cheek.

I move forward and barely touch her lips with the pulsing head of my cock, then dedicate myself to smearing and painting her lips and mouth with my cum.

I let go of my cock and I stand up. I’m still throbbing. Cum still collecting at the tip of my cock.

I look down at my claimed one . Still on her hands and knees like a good girl. Her face painted with my cum. I reach down for her hair and pull.

“Stand up,” I order.

I pull and she quickly gets to her feet. Hands at her sides. Her perfect tits just there . I can’t help myself when I slap her left tit. Just to watch it dance for me.

“Do you like that, Sera?” I growl.

“Yes,” she says.

“Want me to do it again to you?”

“Yes… please…”

I smack my hand against her left tit once again. This time harder. I do it two more times, making sure her creamy skin is now red with attention.

“Walk,” I speak.

Serafina listens. She’s naked, wet from the shower, wet from me fucking her, coated in her cum and mine. My little prize. My little thing to torture and play with.

We move from the bathroom to the other bedroom. There is no fucking way Serafina will be going near my bedroom. Being drugged and needing help was one thing. This is different.

Her skin ripples with goosebumps.

“Walk to that wall and face it,” I tell her. “Spread your legs a little and lift your arms. Make an X with your body.”

I give her a little smack to her ass to get her moving.

Under the bed I have an array of objects to play with. Right now I’m going to use rope to tie my claimed one where I want her.

I’m still naked. Still wearing my mask. I crouch down, my thick cock slapping against the bedroom floor. I work the rope around Serafina’s right ankle in a Shibari pattern, keeping the hold stiff but not too tight. I then pull the rope to one of the hooks in the floor.

She’s watching me work. But she doesn’t speak. That’s good. Once I’m done securing her ankles, I stand up and begin to tie her right wrist.

“ Ty ,” she whispers.

I don’t acknowledge her. I finish her right wrist and move to her left. Minutes later she’s completely tied up, ankles, wrists. The rope secured through the hooks, meaning she can’t move.

I step back and admire my creation. Her legs, ass, and lower back look amazing. I move closer and touch her tits. I cup. I knead. I squeeze slowly and with hard purpose.

She groans in pain. Pleasurable pain. My thumbs and pointer fingers come together at her nipples and I pull.

“You’ll be waiting for me when I get back, claimed one ,” I growl.

“What? Ty. Tyrant. Please.”

I throw my right hand up and grab her jaw.

“Shut up,” I whisper in a deep voice.

I know she’s wet and cold. I know her wrists and arms are uncomfortable. I know she’ll panic. I don’t care.

When I return to her, she’ll be one step closer to being broken.

I fucking hate treadmills, yet here I am, shirtless, running as fast as I can on one. I’ve already completed three miles in twenty minutes.

Demo steps in front of the treadmill, folds his large arms and looks at me.

I smack the emergency button, immediately stopping the treadmill. My body barely feels anything from the run. There’s some sweat on my face and glistening on my skin, but I can easily run another ten miles, probably more before even being close to getting out of breath.

I hear a loud crashing sound and look to see Peri sitting up from completing a bench press. He lets out a howl and he and Vic punch fists together.

I take a deep breath, nice and slow.

“What?” I ask Demo.

“It’s time to show off your claimed ,” he says. “Unless you haven’t had her yet.”

He grins at me, loving that he can dig at my nerves and basically get away with it. Not many people can act this way and walk away with all their teeth still intact.

I don’t need to respond to Demo. I don’t need to brag about any of my sexual victories. He doesn’t need to know that Serafina is naked and tied up in my other room. That’s not his fucking business. That’s not anyone’s fucking business.

My brood wants me to show off my claimed one . That’s all part of it. My claimed one will be known by all. Seen by all.

My claimed one will be on her knees in front of my brood .

It will be the first time she tastes my cock… but not the first time she tastes my cum.