Club_PG

[The_PG]

As you begin to sink into unconscious bliss I frown: Not liking this in the least bit. I haven't even begun to do the many things the litter my depraved, consumed, and darkened mind. Turning around I go to a nearby drawer, and using my own keys I open one of the well locked doors. Returning, I hold up a syringe along with a small tubular object. The smelling salt I crack open and force against your upper lip. Holding it there and forcing you to breath it in, even if you cannot breathe it in too deeply. The shot I force into your butt, before plunging down the hammer. Sending a shot of adrenaline into your veins.

"No escaping me like that young lady..." Leaning over, I wait until I feel you trying to escape the nasty little smell filling your nose, knowing then that you are awake. "I'm not nearly finished with you yet." I toss the objects away, and slide my long, calloused middle finger through your wet cunt. Then up between your asscheeks, and slowly insert it into your asshole. Pushing, until it's deep in your bowels.

"Now... Since you won't be going to sleep anytime soon, why don't you tell me how that felt? Before I do it again..."

 

[Aurantica]

I shake my head, trying to get the nasty ammonia smell out of my nose. Smelling salts are a particularily unpleasant way of waking up, but they do work. The poke of the needle really does it. I breifly wonder what was in it before the artificial adrenaline hits me. Same old muscle twitches in my legs and cunt, sudden mental clarity, coldness in my fingers and toes as my body reroutes blood to various vital organs.
"No escaping me like that young lady..."
"Sorry..."
I blink and try to shake my hair out of my eyes. His finger is rough and warm inside me. Despite waking up so recently, I'm more than ready for him. He pulls it out and slips it into my ass.
"Now... Since you won't be going to sleep anytime soon, why don't you tell me how that felt? Before I do it again..."
I take another deep breath, trying to ignore the stabs of pleasure in my ribs. "That was intense... Not a fan of the broken bones though, sir."

 

[The_PG]

"I've only known one who was, scratch that, two."

I chuckle and lean closer, my fingers lightly grazing over the flesh that holds beneath it fragments of what once was your ribcage.

"But one of them, is me."

My finger in your asshole curls, and begins to gently fuck your bowels. High up on your pedestal, it really accentuates your ass, the one thing I'm very close to simply taking. But the darker, nastier side of me wants to drag this out a little longer. While you might not be a fan of broken bones. You certainly are a fan of pain. That's something not a soul on earth could hide from me, and it just makes me... Well, excited. Worse, even. I add another finger to your asshole, but continue to lightly graze just my nails, and the fingertips connected to them over the injured portion of your body. It never ceases to amaze me how frail, and how strong the human body is at the same time. Some say it is the will of a person, that determines their strength. That, is a better theory than drinking extra milk when you're a child.

"Tell me, have you always enjoyed pain, like this?"

Just then, I press my thumb against your clitoris, and give your wound a gentle prod.

Sadistic pleasure courses through my veins, and into my suddenly throbbing cock.

 

[Aurantica]

"I've only known one who was, scratch that, two."
His touch makes me shiver, I can feel each fingertip.
"But one of them, is me."
Nothing I didnt know already.

I groan softly as he starts sawing his finger back and forth.

"Tell me, have you always enjoyed pain, like this?"

Now that is a difficult question to answer, especially right now. If I say yes, he's probably going to break a few more things before proceeding to the next entertainment.
On the other hand, answering no will likely just make him mad, which I do not want right now.

I gasp and rock forward as he rubs my clit while prodding the sunken spot on my ribs. A quick look confirms that the skin is bruising purple, and the bones are showing clearly with each breath in. I decide on a hybrid approach, total honesty.
"I dont feel pain like most people do, sir..."

 

[The_PG]

"Oooh, good answer, slut."

I give you a reward for that, one you've totally earned, with another flick of your clit. Then a gentle tweak of your bruised flesh, and the broken bone beneath. So you are much like some of the others who have walked, or been forced, through my doors. This is not surprising, no, it is surprising. With the way you acted beforehand. Now I'm just confusing myself, focusing on your straining body, I lean over to nibble a bit on your arched neck while bringing you closer and closer to another wonderful orgasm. Do not worry. You will have plenty of time to properly thank me later.

"That's really an excellent thing to hear. I've got a whole lot planned for you... This little... Boo-boo, is nothing but a little speed bump for a painslut like you, a whorish, greedy little fuckhole, I know your type well... Well enough, at least. You'll cum when I command this time slut, do you understand me?"

My fingers rest threateningly on a little nub of bone that presses against your skin.

Well, threateningly, or teasingly, depending on how you see things.

"Cum."

 

[Aurantica]

I twitch when he flicks my still-tender clit, and gasp when he prods the bruised flesh of my ribcage.

"That's really an excellent thing to hear. I've got a whole lot planned for you... This little... Boo-boo, is nothing but a little speed bump for a painslut like you, a whorish, greedy little fuckhole, I know your type well... Well enough, at least. You'll cum when I command this time slut, do you understand me?"
He puts a thumb over a lump of bone.
Oh no, he doesnt get it... he just doesn't get it ...
I gasp for air. " Wait, please.."
"Cum."
And despite not wanting to, despite my all my fears, I do.

 

[The_PG]

Satisfaction crossed with the perfect amount of... Glee. Sparkles through my darkly lit eyes as you cum in front of me, just as I commanded, and as expected. I feel I should mention. Leaning over I place a kiss upon the injured, bruised, and now trembling flesh. I can feel the heat radiating from your injured, beautiful, and aroused little body.

Pressing a button nearby lowers you to ground level, still on all fours.

I help you, rather tenderly, off the uncomfortable stand, and over to a simple couch.

Placing you on your back, I shackle your ankles and wrists to the four legs of the sturdy couch. The position will keep you both comfortable, and exposed. Forcing you to arch upwards, leaving your belly exposed, but with no pressure on the ribs. On top of this, and the best thing for me, your hips flare out as the legs of the couch are widely spread. Leaving your glistening pussy to anyone's eyes.

But my black ones are the only ones present, for now.

"Good slut." I commend you shortly, before removing my cock. It's thick, hard, and curves up-right a bit. The head is mushroomed, purple, and throbbing at the moment; glistening with pre-cum. I place the head on your lips, and rub it up, then down, and then back up. Finally I push in slowly. Letting every inch drag against your clitoris until my balls gently nestle against your inner thighs. I give a little grunt, and my entire cock flairs. Growing inside of you. "You aren't too well opened," I say with another grunt, as I feel parts of you rippling and opening.

"That will change..." The grin on my face is not pleasant.

I pull back, and push forward. Irregardless of the jarring it creates, save to note that you tighten up considerably when I do so, so... I do it again, and again... And again.

 

[Aurantica]

I'm relieved as he unstraps me from the doggy style apparatus. maybe I'm mistaken, but he seems to be much more gentle than before. He leads me over to a couch with cuffs at the corners and straps me in. I'm glad to find that it's been built to support the person who uses it, and I can feel my broken ribs settle into a much more comfortable position. For the first time since coming up to this level, I relax.
"Good slut." He takes his cock out, and I'm not surprised to find it to be of considerable size. It feels huge as he slowly pushes it in, I can feel it shoving my inner walls apart. A groan tears itself from my lips. My eyes widen as it pumps up even larger inside me.
"You aren't too well opened"
I bite my lip and try to relax more around him.
" Sorry sir..."
"That will change..."
He grins that catlike grin again, and I know this will be rough on me. When he starts to thrust, I feel my body shifting against the couch, rubbing the bruised flesh over my mashed ribs.

 

[The_PG]

The height of this couch is just perfect for me, and while it serves it's purpose by being comfortable for my partner, you, at the same time. It was more designed with the thought of me in mind. Each thrust is easy for me, easy for the full amount of force to be delivered behind it, the maximum depth of penetration, and fullest filling achievable.

I don't even have to use my hands to hold your slim hips against the cushion.

The straps on your ankles and wrists do the work for me.

All I have to do is keep my weight forwards, and I am free to do what I wish with my hands.

Like pinch your nipples, and slide my fingers one-at-a-time right down your throat. I love to watch them (you!) gag while I'm fucking you (or them) elsewhere. There is just something so erotic about the thing I'm fucking not being able to breath, speak, or control their adjusting body. Then I use the saliva covered fingers to trace goosebumps along your finely tuned bodies. Over the damaged ribs, around your erect nipples, and across your glistening lips. I lean over you further, changing the angle at which my dick is slamming inside of you, and seize your lips in kiss that inherently mine. With my tongue pressing against yours seconds, if not milliseconds, later.

Both of my hands go to your chest, and I squeeze your breasts hard. Holding them, pulling on them, in order to slam harder inside of your warm cunt.

 

[Aurantica]

Now this I like. He's big and I'm tight, offering a bit of resistance with each thrust. With his fingers in my mouth and his weight pressing down on my hips there's not a whole lot I can do in terms of moving.
I lick his fingers teasingly when he pulls them out of my mouth, and shiver as he rubs the liquid in long lines over my body.
I kiss him back, moaning as he suddenly seizes my breasts and pulls them as if he wants to seperate them from my body.

 

[The_PG]

It's taken you long enough to find something you can agree with me upon, but the thought is quickly brushed aside as your tight innards give me a squeeze. I feel a drip of molten pleasure slip from the end of my dick, only to be swallowed by your warm, moist confines. Squeezing your breasts with my hands, I use my fingers to pinch the sensitive tips. At the same time I twist; readying them for what comes next. Lowering my head, I nibble, then bite. My teeth leave vivid marks, but not a drop of blood.

As far from control as I may seem, it's always there.

"Now..." I say, amidst a pause while sweat begins to gather upon my skin. Making my already tan body, glisten in the strange lights upon this floor. "Let's make this... Interesting... Let's make you, tight, again."

I can see the confusion, but it disappears quickly as I press two fingers into the wound upon your side.

It doesn't take long for your body to begin squeezing every ounce of cum from my cock.

 

[Aurantica]

I gasp happily as he pinches and nibbles my nipples, then the endorphin rush from the bites makes me giddy and I grin up at him after seeing the red marks he's made.
He straighens up, running a hand down my ribs to the broken part of my right side.
"Let's make this... Interesting... Let's make you, tight, again."
He prods the wound, hard. I feel a chunk of bone slip down under my swollen skin. It feels good, so much that I can't stop the quick gasp of air before I scream. Not the kind of " there's a spider in the shower" scream , more the sound a man makes when you cut off a foot without anaesthetic. I only stop when blood bubbles up in my throat and I have to lean over the side of the couch, coughing.

 

[The_PG]

"Woops," I laugh the site of blood has never turned my stomach.

Leaning over, I place a hand on your chin, and wait until you're finished spitting the blood out. Then I tilt it back so that we're face to face. Closer now, I kiss your bloody lips. The metallic taste simply adding to the lust blazing through my loins. Deeper, I kiss you; sliding my tongue against yours and tasting every bit of that delicious blood. Finally the kiss breaks.

"Looks like I lied..." I say with another chuckle, "I absolutely love, blood."

Trailing down your chin, and neck. I leave a trail of the tasty essence.

I go back to fucking you, and nibbing on the nape of your neck.

"Yours is particularly... Tastey..."

 

[Aurantica]

Much to my surprise, as I spit out the last of the blood, he pulls my chin over and kisses me.
"Looks like I lied...I absolutely love blood."
He pulls back and up, leaving a trail of blood and saliva on my neck.

As he goes back to pounding me, I let my body go limp. I can tell the shot of artificial adrenaline from earlier is wearing off. My head feels hot and the tingle over my lower ribcage is growing stronger with each breath. I dont think I could walk right now even if I wanted to. But I can do my best to make him come. I focus on tightening around him, working my muscles in long, slow ripples. As much as the straps will let me, I arch my back and drive my hips up to meet him. Soon enough, he tenses and I feel him come inside me. I look back up at him, about to ask if he'll release me so we can talk.

 

[The_PG]

As I finish. I stand back and watch the juices drip from between your thighs, then my eyes travel up to the corners of your mouth, stained as they are with your blood. My smile grows, and then I sigh. I can see the questions rising upon your lips and floating in your eyes. You've been good for this long, and I'm wondering if you really want to ruin that now. So I decide to let you.

"Speak," I say, without letting you free.

I wave towards the corner, and out of them comes a team. My team, magically proficient as they are, two of them with latex gloves begin to carefully go over your ribs. Soon, they'll be good as new.

 

[choklatekoneko]

She walks in quickly, wanting needing, her eyes scanning the room, looking, for anything.

Him.

 

[The_PG]

Glances up as a bit of chocolate walks in.

Her.

"Hello... Sweet thang."

 

[choklatekoneko]

She was breathing hard, for no particular reason at all, and bit her lip, the red tongue ring grazing her top lip.

Hey, Sir. How are you?

 

[The_PG]

I can see she is nervous. Twitchy. My relaxed muscles reach out and pull her closer, so that she can hear my steady, confident, heated breaths over the pulsing club music. Plus I like the way she smells. Sweet, just like chocolate. My eyes slowly comb over her body, enjoying the sights, the curves, the flat stretches of creamy skin.

"Very good. Especially now."

 

[choklatekoneko]

She feels herself grow calm, steady, smiling brightly, a set of white teeth against her skin. She bit her lip harder-a habit.

Good. I'm glad to hear that, Sir.

 

[The_PG]

"You shouldn't be," I say absentmindedly, "I like it better when I'm in a foul, terribly foul, mood."

Glancing over, I giggle as you shake a bit.

My hands suddenly pull you against me, and slide down to your hips. Pressing our bodies together. Leaning over, I breathe on your neck before kissing it. Then lick against your ear before whispering.

"I think it is almost time for me to have my way with you... Don't you agree?"

 

[Aurantica]

It doesnt take long for him to come, and after he pulls out he looks me over with an appraising eye. Despite wanting to talk to him for so long, I feel trepidation.
"Speak"
I look up at him, eyes blurry and somehow, I just can't seem to form the words. I want to tell him he shouldn't have hit me, that he should have at least talked things over with me before taking me up to this floor. But for reasons unknown to me, my mouth refuses to cooperate.
He looks at me like I'm a stupid peice of ass for a second, before waving two men in dark clothes out of the shadows.
For a sickening moment I think theyre the cleanup crew, supposed to get me out of here whether I live or not. Then I notice the white latex gloves on their hands, and how they seem to be more interested in my ribs than in getting me off the floor. They appear to be the medical crew. I lie still and let them do their thing. Soon, I'm lying in a makeshift hospital bed, waiting for the results of an x-ray. Ive got to hand it to this place, they have all their cards right when it comes to providing medical care.
Within the hour I'm waking up from surgery, complete with six new bolts holding two of my ribs together. The two men help me sit up, and bandage my chest tightly to keep the offending ribs in place.
Ten minutes, a bottle of pain pills, and an elevator ride later, I'm down on the fourth floor, dancing with a group of handsome young men and ladies.

 

[choklatekoneko]

She trembled. He was so close. No words came to her, and she simply nodded, knowing she should do what he said anyway.

 

[The_PG]

It doesnt take long for him to come, and after he pulls out he looks me over with an appraising eye. Despite wanting to talk to him for so long, I feel trepidation.
"Speak"
I look up at him, eyes blurry and somehow, I just can't seem to form the words. I want to tell him he shouldn't have hit me, that he should have at least talked things over with me before taking me up to this floor. But for reasons unknown to me, my mouth refuses to cooperate.
He looks at me like I'm a stupid peice of ass for a second, before waving two men in dark clothes out of the shadows.
For a sickening moment I think theyre the cleanup crew, supposed to get me out of here whether I live or not. Then I notice the white latex gloves on their hands, and how they seem to be more interested in my ribs than in getting me off the floor. They appear to be the medical crew. I lie still and let them do their thing. Soon, I'm lying in a makeshift hospital bed, waiting for the results of an x-ray. Ive got to hand it to this place, they have all their cards right when it comes to providing medical care.
Within the hour I'm waking up from surgery, complete with six new bolts holding two of my ribs together. The two men help me sit up, and bandage my chest tightly to keep the offending ribs in place.
Ten minutes, a bottle of pain pills, and an elevator ride later, I'm down on the fourth floor, dancing with a group of handsome young men and ladies.

I watch from the shadows. Wondering only one thing...

Has she had enough?

 

[The_PG]

She trembled. He was so close. No words came to her, and she simply nodded, knowing she should do what he said anyway.

A small, slick, sickening, sweet, stilling smile overcomes my face. But as it's pressed against your ear, I'm sure you cannot see it. Perhaps you can feel it. I kiss you then, again, along your neck and the top of your shoulder. It's sweet and tender at first, but then my tongue drags along your skin. Rapidly followed by a little nibble. My fingers dip between your thighs and under the waistband of whatever you are wearing.

"You naughty little slut," I hiss, as I find moisture.

"What have you been dreaming about?"