Eve went directly upstairs and dropped her clothes in a pile on the floor of the bathroom. She sat on the side of the tub and turned the water on the draw a bath. She looked at her body in a full length mirror that sat on the floor across the room. She was sticky and frustrated, but she knew her frustration would be rewarded. She slipped into the hot water while the faucet was still running. The ripple effect created by the water tingled as each movement hit her skin, it almost massaged her aching muscles. She ran her hand over her body, creating extra pressure as her fingers moved over the smooth skin of her sex. She let her hand linger there, then suddenly felt she was being watched. She was startled and water splashed from the tub as she sat up to find Stian in the doorway. She feared he would be displeased with the fact she was enjoying the touch of her own fingers. She leaned up and turned off the faucet and curled her legs up to her chest as she looked at him. He walked towards her and knelt on the hard tile floor.
"You can't help it, can you?" he said, smiling at her. She shook her head, her bottom lip a little pouty. He lifted her chin with his index and middle fingers. "Enjoy it, but do not allow orgasm" he said softly. He kissed her lips and stood up, leaving her to her bath. She spent some time exploring her body as she washed it, allowing her hands to touch every curve. She lingered upon particularly pleasureable areas, as well as ones that had taken a particularly harsh punishment that day. Those touches made her smile the most. After stepping out of the bath she wrapped herself in Stians bathrobe and walked downstairs. She found him sitting on the back porch having a cup of coffee. She walked up behind him and kissed his cheek before settling next to him on a wicker loveseat. He put his arm around her and kissed her forehead in return. The rest of the afternoon was a rather lazy one, Eve had not bothered to get dressed until it was almost time for dinner. The two of them had decided to go out for dinner that night, they dined on seafood at a quaint little place downtown and headed home shortly after finishing their meal. Stian had wanted to arrive back home early, as he intended to keep his promise from earlier in the day. Upon arriving back home Eve dropped her purse on the kitchen table and made her way into the living room, before she could locate the remote for the TV Stian had her hips pinned against the back of the sofa.
"It begins" Stian whispered in her ear, indicating that he was no longer her loving companion, but her sadistic master. Her nipples hardened before the words could fully escape his lips and she diverted her eyes to the floor. "If you behave, I shall honor my promise from earlier today" he said as he pulled her head to his lips by her hair. In one quick, flawless movement he removed her dress, leaving her there in just her panties. He ran his hand over her various bruises and healing welts, almost salivating as he remembered how each one got there. He took her around the sofa and shoved her on the floor in front of the fireplace. "Remain here" he ordered. "I shall return in a moment". He dissapeared upstairs as Eve waited patiently, her heart beating a million times a minute.
She sat on her heels, concentrating on her breath as she waited. She had been anticipating this moment all day. As their relationship became closer she cherished these times with him even more. He saw more of her than anyone ever had.
She heard his footsteps as he walked down the stairs, he had taken his shirt off and walked barefoot over to her. He knelt in front on her on the floor and brought her eyes up to meet his by moving her chin with his fingertips.
"No restraints tonight, we will see how much control you have learned" he said softly, but he was still firm with her. "Do you understand?" he asked. She nodded to indicate she knew what was expected of her. Her heart rate increased as she thought about what she would be up against that night. She feared that she didn't have the control over her body that she felt she should and that she would dissapoint him. Her skin began to flush the more she thought about it. He slid her already soaked panties off and tossed them across the room before placing his hand between her breasts and pushing her down on her back. He roughly pulled her hands over her head and left them there. "Do not move your arms from this position" he demanded. She obeyed, though she felt tiny trembles in the muscles. He ran his hand down her body, pressing on and slapping a few of her wounds from earlier, she wanted to wince, but remained completely still. He spread her legs apart and looked, almost salivating, at the pink flesh between them. He slapped it and out of reflex Eve bent her knees and drew her legs up towards her chest. "What did I tell you?" Stian spouted and slammed her legs back apart. He slapped her breasts and looked down at her like he was scolding a child. He decided to try again, and slapped her burning core again. This time she managed to keep her legs apart, but she wanted to scream out loud. Her bottom lip quivered and Stian smiled upon seeing this. "You can scream, but do not struggle or try to prevent what is happening to you" he said sadistically. He flattened out is tongue and licked her stinging flesh after hitting it a third time. The soft touch soothed her and her body relaxed. Not one to allow her to become too comfortable Stian soon hit her thigh with a leather strap he had obtained while he was upstairs. She didn't move, but a blood curdling scream escaped her lips. Hearing her express her pain vocally seemed to get Stian even more excited, as his signature grin overtook his face. He stood up long enough to slip his pants off and soon settled in between her legs. He had big plans for her that night.
He looked down at her like an animal ready to devour its prey. She loved when he looked at her that way, he ran his hands up her thighs, over her hips and belly until he captured her breasts in his hands. He squeezed until a tear was forced from her eye. He could feel her heart rate increase beneath her skin as he manipulated the tender flesh. She could feel his exciment press against the wet flesh between her legs. She wanted to raise her pelvis and push into him, but she knew it would warrant a nasty punishment. He released one of her breasts and slid his hand in between their bodies long enough to push himself into her. His initial thrust was rather brutal and caused her to gasp and bite her bottom lip. That pain she so loved welled up in her belly as he continued to thrust. He pulled her legs up and wrapped them around his waist so he could penetrate her deeper. She did not resist, she allowed him to contort her limbs however he saw fit. She wanted to reach up and wrap her arms around his neck to pull him closer, but didn't dare move. Every few minutes he would slap her thigh with the leather strap, causing the flesh to swell and turn red and then purple. Her muscles would tense everytime she felt it, and she resisted the urge to scream. Stian smiled as he watched her face in her efforts to stifle the noise she so desperately wanted to control. He abruptly pulled himself from her and flipped her over onto her knees. He smeared her sweet fluid from her sex up to her bottom and in one movement, with no warning he thrust himself into her tight orifice. Her knees and arms collapsed upon the sensation and Stians bare palm came crashing down on her bottom, harder than he had struck her in a while. A loud cry escaped her lips and he grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her back up. He pulled her off her hands so she was up on her knees with her back pressed against his chest. His lips were next to her face as he forcefully pressed her head into his cheek.
"Control your body" he demanded. "Or I will not grant you release" he shoved her back down on all fours and re-entered her. This time she did not move, her face contorted from the pain but her body remained as Stian had requested. He hit her over and over on the bottom and thighs with the strap, aggravating the bruises that remained from earlier in the afternoon. He took her hard enough she was sure he would rip her open. Tears streamed down her face as she tried in vain not to move or scream. Her leg muscles quivered and wanted to give out as he continued to thrust into her harder. He pulled her head back by her hair and wrapped his hand around her throat. He did not squeeze, he merely held her body up by resting his hand there. This made Eve feel incredably vulnerable. She loved feeling his hand upon her throat. He pulled her back into him until she was up on her knees. He reached around with his other hand and grabbed her breast, squeezing until Eve thought it would pop. He twisted the nipple until it was numb from the trauma. She allowed him to manipulate her body however he wanted and did not resist, she gave in to every demand. Stian became increasingly turned on as their encounter continued. Nothing got him more excited than when his beautiful woman, against her body's natural reactions, would will herself to comply with whatever torture he would request of her.
She resisted the urge to let the weight of her body rest on him, as her breathing became increasingly labored. Her hair was wet and her skin slippery from both of their sweat drenched bodies. Stian continued his pace in and out of her, each stroke begging to tear her open. Tears streamed down her face along with black eyeliner and the reminants of her mascara. Stian slapped her hip as he felt her body relax a bit, this caused her to tense back up as he released his hold on her neck. He kissed the back of it and captured some of the flesh between his teeth. She could feel him become harder inside of her. He was very close to acheiving his release, and shoved her down as he pulled himself from her. He stood up without saying a word and walked up the stairs, leaving Eve in a pile on the floor. He returned a few moments later to find his woman exactly as he had left her, quivering on her hands and knees.
"On your back" he demanded. She obeyed and rolled over onto her back, never looking at him. He knelt between her legs again. He grabbed a hold of the flesh of her thighs and pushed her legs up and apart. "Hold your legs open". She grabbed her ankles and held her legs where Stian had requested. He slid his tongue across her, causing her muscles to contract and spasm a little. Soon she felt a pain in the folds of her sex, Stian had placed a clamp onto her, biting the sensitive flesh. She cried out and her legs began to shake and lower. He violently pushed her knees back up and repositioned her hands.
"Keep them apart" he demanded, his voice deep, throaty and angry. He repositioned the clamp just over her sensitive nodule, testing her pain tolerance for such things. Tears still streamed from her as she endured it, but she remained still. He entered her again, when he would thrust into her his pelvis would hit the clamp and cause more pressure upon her. As she held her legs and felt the myriad of sensations running through her body she became increasingly turned on. Her body began to tingle, her nipples were puckered and stiff as Stian took them one at a time into his mouth. He lifted his head from her breasts and placed his face in front of hers.
"Look at me" he said breathlessly. She didn't open her eyes. "Look at me" he said again, this time louder and more forceful. She opened her eyes and looked at him. "I want you to come from the pain, will it to happen" he said. She began to breathe harder and concentrated on the most sensitive parts of her body, she was already close. Soon the tension that had built up within her was too much for her to handle and she exploded. Stian felt every spasm of her muscles as he continued to pound her into the floor. A sadistic grin overtook his face and Eve released the grip on her ankles as her body jolted from her orgasm. Stian slapped her bottom and she immediatly pulled her legs back up. He pulled himself out of her and stared at the flesh between her legs. He removed the clamp and soothed the flesh with his soft tongue. "Sit up" he commanded. "You have one thing left to do for me tonight" he said as he took his still rock hard organ in his hand
She did as she was told and settled her sore bottom on her heels as she knelt before him. Her eyes were fixed in front of her and though she could see him stroke himself as he looked down at her. He stood up in front of her and yanked her up by the arms so she was up on her knees. She was sore, shaking and her muscles were spent, but she held her body with perfect posture. He took a handful of her hair and thrust her face towards his pelvis.
"Devour it" he commanded, his accent thick and heavy and dripping from his lips. She immediatly took him into her mouth, hungrily caressing him with her lips and tongue. He arched his back slightly in response to her motions, all the while controling her speed and depth by the hold he had on her hair. She kept her hands at her sides, as instructed and continued to suck him harder, tasting her own juices on him as she worked. She moved her tongue in tiny circles up and down his length, concentrating on the sensitive patch of nerves just under the head. A slight moan escaped Stian before he shook his head and regained his stern attitude. "Faster" he said in a dominant, but breathless tone. He pushed her face further into him, almost choking her as his organ hit the back of her throat. He felt her jolt as this happened and pulled her head back before leaning over and slapping her hip with amazing force. He pushed her face back into him and she took him back in her mouth, continuing with the same speed and pressure as before. It wasn't long before he spilled his seed into her mouth and she swallowed it. She licked him clean of the salty, warm fluid once his spasms has ceased. He knelt down on the floor with her, exhausted and let her know their game was over. She layed down on the floor, shaking and sore, and he pressed his warm body against hers. He traced her new bruises and welts with his fingers, enjoying the sight of her bodys reaction to the touches.