Chained (When Bondage Meets Innocence) (13 page)

“
What did you need, Krista?” Tyler asked, lust filling his eyes. “What kept you from being happy?”

Krista looked up at Tyler and swallowed, slowly. The conversation was getting serious. Did he know what she had only recently figured out? Could he possibly know that she had subconsciously been looking for someone strong enough to dominate her without even knowing it?

“
Was it this?” Tyler asked as he stood and pulled Krista to her feet before dipping his head to hers. He licked Krista’s lower lip, then closed his teeth around it, not hard enough to break the skin, but almost. A moan escaped from her mouth and Tyler switched tactics, sucking soothingly.

“
Yes, Master,” Krista whispered against Tyler’s mouth, unable to deny it any longer. It was the dominance she needed with a little pain thrown in. She had found it with Damien and she’d found it with Tyler, both of whom had pleased her beyond anything she’d thought possible.

Tyler’s lips left Krista’s mouth, traveling down her jaw, teeth grazing here and there, biting, sucking. He pulled roughly on the tie to her robe, freeing her body. Fingernails trailed down the side of her neck, scratching slowly down her chest. A sharp pinch of her nipple tore a cry from her throat.

Tyler pulled away and spun Krista around, bending her towards the table and yanking the robe from her shoulders to throw it across the room. A hard swat on her ass forced her teeth to clench together as she grabbed the edge of the table.

“
And this?” Tyler asked.

“
Yes, Master,” Krista said, louder this time as sharp swats began to rain on her bottom. Despite the pain, her pussy was wet and throbbing.

Tyler tormented her bottom. Always before, he’d mixed pleasure with the pain. This time it was just the spanking with no pleasure to offset it. It didn’t stop Krista from becoming more and more aroused. She could feel the pressure building, even as tears leaked from her eyelids.

“
You like it,” Tyler said, not even questioning now.

“
Yes, Master,” Krista said.

“
You need it,” Tyler said, pushing his boxers down his thighs and freeing his cock.

“
Yes, Master,” Krista cried. “Please.”

In one stroke, Tyler buried his cock in Krista’s dripping pussy, pushing her body against the table. He pulled out slowly, smacked her ass, and slammed back into her.

“
You will always need it,” Tyler yelled, gripping her hips tightly with both hands as he began driving in and out of her. “Come Krista, come NOW!”

“
Yes, Master, Yes!” Krista screamed, her orgasm breaking over her and convulsing through her body. “Yes, Yes, Yes.”

Tyler continued pushing in and out of Krista’s pussy as her convulsions subsided. When the last of it had passed and Krista’s pussy took on the extra softness that it always did after her orgasms, Tyler pulled out of her. He pulled her off the table, spun her around and pushed her to her knees in front of him.

Krista didn’t even blink an eye as Tyler shoved his cock all the way down her throat. He loved that her gag reflex was practically non-existent. Tangling his fingers in her hair, he guided her head away from his body, then back down again until her lips smashed against his pelvis.

“
That’s right, Krista.” he said pulling her off his dick by her hair then pushing her all the way back down it. “Take it all. Swallow it.”

As Krista knelt in front of Tyler, giving him her mouth and throat to fuck, she grabbed onto his hips for stability. She wanted him to use her mouth, to slam into it until his come shot down her throat. She secretly loved the helpless feeling that engulfed her when he took her this way, loved that his cock filled up her throat until she could barely breathe. As her lips touched the pubic hair around his dick and pressed against his body, she pulled his hips even closer, showing him with her actions that she could take it all, that she wanted it.

“
Oh god, yeah,” Tyler said.

He pulled back giving her a second to catch a breath, then pushed in and out, faster and faster, pounding the back of her throat, stretching it each time his dick pushed down into the tight passage. As Krista swallowed him down, her throat convulsing around his dick, Tyler’s orgasm exploded through his body. One last thrust down her throat emptied his cock.

“
Finish your breakfast,” he said as he pulled his boxers and kissed her on her forehead.

After he finished his breakfast, Tyler rinsed his plate and walked back to the table. He held his hand out to Krista, pulling her from her chair and picked her up. With her arms around his neck, he nuzzled the soft skin under her ear as they made their way to the bathroom.

Water streamed from the showerhead after a few turns of each knob. As it warmed, steam began to waft through the room. Tyler stepped inside, pulling Krista in with him. He knew the last twenty four hours, although satisfying, would probably leave her feeling sore. Leaning against the wall under the showerhead, he let the warm water beat against Krista’s shoulders while he carefully kneaded the muscles.

“
Mmmmm,” Krista moaned, letting her neck droop forward and the tension melt out of her body. “That feels absolutely delicious.”

“
Good,” Tyler said, leaning forward to place a kiss at the base of Krista’s neck. After a few minutes, he leaned forward blocking the water flow and grabbed the loofah and body wash from the small shelf along the back wall. He applied a generous amount of body wash to the loofah and squeezed several times to get a rich lather.

Firm, but gentle strokes worked the foamy suds into Krista’s skin. One strong hand kneaded each muscle while the other scrubbed. As Tyler worked his way down her back, Krista decided that she had never felt so pampered. The breakfast, the sex, the shower, the massage – it was almost too much to take in. She wasn’t sure why, but apprehension suddenly stole through her.

“
What’s wrong?” Tyler asked as the muscles in Krista’s back suddenly tensed.

“
Just waiting for the other shoe to drop,” Krista said, making a conscious effort to regain some of the relaxation she had been experiencing moments before. “The most important life lesson I’ve learned is that if something seems too good to be true, it usually is.”

Tyler chuckled. “Is that what I am?” he asked.

“
You must have some idea how all of this seems,” Krista sighed, giving up on the relaxation and moving on to what had been worrying her in the back of her mind for awhile now. “Not that I’m trying to fluff up your ego, but let’s look at the big picture.”

Krista turned to face Tyler and held up a hand ticking off a finger with each example.

“
One, you’re amazing in bed, which is not common for men who look like you according to my friends. Two, you’re incredibly sexy. Just looking at your lower abdominal muscles does funny things to my insides. Three, you’re kind and compassionate. Four, you cook, and five, you’re a successful businessman. I just don’t understand how it’s possible that with all of this, you are still single, let alone wooing me.”

Tyler looked at Krista and smiled. “Just so you know, I’ve made a mental note of your prioritization,” he said, as he soaped his own body, taking extra time with the abs Krista was so fond of. “And for the record, I’m not single.”

Krista’s eyes had dropped to Tyler’s hands somewhere around number three and now that she had finished talking she had a hard time concentrating on what he was saying. She shook herself mentally as his words sunk in and looked up at him.

“
I’m sorry – what?” she asked.

Tyler continued washing his body, seemingly unconcerned.

“
I’m not single,” he said. “I’m in a relationship.”

As Tyler bent down to scrub his legs, Krista felt the breath rush out of her body. She backed away from him and turned away, tears pricking the corners of her eyes.

Deep down, she had known it all along. Tyler wasn’t the sort of guy who would be available to someone like her, interested in someone like her. They were from two different worlds. He probably had a sleek, stylish, high society girlfriend tucked away somewhere. The realization that she was in the shower with another woman’s man invaded her senses.

“
I see,” she said, opening the shower door, stepping out quickly and reaching for a towel.

“
Hey, where are you going?” Tyler asked.

“
To find clothes,” she called back over her shoulder, not even bothering to dry off. She wrapped the towel around her and ran out of the bathroom. She needed air, but she couldn’t just step out on the porch naked.

As Krista walked through the bedroom door, she grabbed the clothes that were lying on the dresser and threw them on, refusing to give into the tears that were threatening to overflow. She knew it was stupid to feel this way, but she was really starting to like him. Worse, she couldn’t imagine how they had gotten to this stage of their relationship without her asking him about his status before.

“
That’s not true,” she muttered to herself, pulling a sock roughly, onto each foot. “You were too busy getting your brains fucked out to ask.”

Krista stuffed her feet into the sneakers next to her bed and walked out of her room, heading towards the sliding glass door to the balcony. Halfway there, she changed her mind. The tears were going to come and there was nothing she could do to stop them. She grabbed her keys and walked out the door. She may have been an idiot for thinking that they had something, but there was no reason for him to see how deeply it hurt to find out that they didn’t.

As the door closed behind her, the first tear fell – hot, as it rolled down her cheek. She reached for the railing and ran down the steps focusing on making it to the car before she lost it altogether. The stairs of her apartment building blurred and her emotions engulfed her.

She didn’t know who to be more upset with – Tyler or herself. Although to be fair, he hadn’t taken anything she hadn’t offered. And it wasn’t like he had lied to her. She’d never even bothered to ask, so focused she’d been on the here and now during every moment they spent together.

Yanking open her car door, she admitted to herself that this was all her fault. She stepped inside and let the tears fall as she shut the door and started the engine. Granted, Tyler didn’t seem like a cheater, but how could she feel like she knew him at all. She had met him and fucked him on the same day which happened to be only eight days ago.

Krista slammed her foot on the gas pedal, fishtailing through the parking lot. More space – she needed to put more space between them. Maybe that would help the bevy of emotions that were coursing through her – pain, guilt, envy.

“
FUCK!” Krista yelled, banging her fist on the dashboard as she pulled out of her apartment community without looking. Luckily it was still pretty early and the street was deserted.

“
Why couldn’t it have been me?” Krista cried to herself. Tears flowed freely down her face as she wished that his girlfriend, whoever she was, didn’t exist. It wasn’t fair and she knew it. But she had played by the book her entire life and never wanted anything or anyone as badly as she did now.

She’d come close with Damien, but that hadn’t lasted long enough for her to know what she wanted and was over almost before it started. Course the same could be said for Tyler. It had only been what, a week, since they met? It was funny how much longer it seemed, maybe because thoughts of him had consumed her since they met. Regardless, it was over now. It had to be. She wouldn’t be ‘the other woman’, pining after some guy that wasn’t, nor probably ever would be just hers.

“
But,” she said quietly to herself as she wiped her tears, “it wouldn’t hurt to find out how serious he is about this woman.”

Krista tried to convince herself that she was just going to satisfy her curiosity as she turned the car around. Pulling over to the side of the road, she flipped down the visor and glanced at herself in the mirror. Red, puffy, eyes looked back at her and she had tear stains on both cheeks. She leaned over and pulled a tissue from the glove box.

After fixing her face, blowing her nose and a taking a few deep breaths, Krista was ready to go back. She pulled back onto the road and made her way to her apartment, giving herself a pep talk on the way.

“
It doesn’t make you a horrible person,” she said. “You’re just going to talk to him, find out where his head is at. That’s all.” It was fortunate that Krista couldn’t see how unconvincing her eyes were from rearview mirror.

Tyler was sitting on the couch when Krista walked back in the door. Thankfully, he’d gotten dressed while she’d been gone. She doubted she could concentrate if he was shirtless or in a towel.

“
Umm, hey,” she said, suddenly at a loss for words. She walked over to the loveseat, picked up a throw pillow and sat down, fiddling with the fringe as she thought about what to say.

“
Hey,” Tyler said. “I was wondering how long it would be before you came back.”

Tyler’s glib manner irritated Krista and she found that she was still mad at him, regardless of whether or not she was to blame for the circumstances.

“
So it was a foregone conclusion that I’d be back?” she asked sullenly. Krista glanced at Tyler’s face and felt her anger go up a notch. He didn’t even seem slightly remorseful. In fact, his eyes were twinkling, like the whole thing was funny.