King of New York (39 page)

“Yes,
I do.”

He
walks up to her and slowly drags the whip across her womanhood, then across her
stomach and nipples. The cool sensation is deeply arousing to Sierra, and she
breathes softly.

“Shh.”
He whips her nipples, and takes the whip to her lips. The feeling causes
longing within her.

“Lick
and suck on it, baby, treat it like it my cock,” he says in a deep and sensuous
voice.

She
obeys, sucking and licking the leather slowly and sensuously, as he pushes the
tip of the whip in and out of her mouth. Her breathing is soft and slow.

“That’s
enough; you’re turning me on. I have to punish you.”

His
eyes sparkle as he whips her butt, softly at first. The harder the lash of the
whip, the wetter Sierra becomes. Her screams are filled with pleasure and pain.
Despite the pain and the red marks the whip makes on her skin, she still begs
for more.

“Harder,
baby, please make me feel the pain!”

“Tell
me it hurts, baby. Tell me you love the pain.”

Sierra
fights to control her tears as her voice chokes with emotion.

“I
love it, baby. I love all of it.”

She
moans as tears of pleasure, pain and love fill her eyes. Gently he kisses the tears
away, pulls her by her leash and place soft kisses on her lips and neck as the
beat of the whip softens on her skin.

“Say
my name, Sierra, say it.” His voice is deep, seductive and hypnotic.

“Chad,”
she screams.

“Say
it again, baby. Say it till you can’t say it any longer,” he murmurs.

“Chad
… Chad … Chad … Chad!” she screams till she can scream no more.

Quietly
he leaves the room and brings in a bottle of very expensive vintage wine. He
pours it on her bruised skin, causing her to wince in pain as he kisses it
away. He lets it drip into her opening and he carefully licks it, causing her
to moan with pleasure as she pulls his hair. He pours all of it on her body and
bites her nipples aggressively. His lips are pure poison.

She
orgasms violently.

“Do
you like it baby, does the pain make you feel good?”

“Oh
yes, baby, I love it,” she replies, as she shakes from yet another orgasm.

He
grabs her neck aggressively and she fights to escape his grip, but he is far
too strong.

“Tell
me you hate me. Tell me you hate me because you’ll never find another like me
and you don’t want to find another like me. Tell me you hate me because I’m the
one you think about when Sebastian fucks you. Tell me you hate me because you
know I’m the one …”

He
stops speaking and looks into her eyes as she squirms under his stare. Sierra
is humiliated by the fact that he knows she longs for him even when another
satisfies her.

“I
hate you because I love you. I hate you because –”

“Because
I am all you desire and dream of. You hate me because you can’t stop loving me,”
he finishes her sentence for her. “One more thing. You hate me because I am the
best lover you’ve ever had and the only one you need. You will never find
another like me. I am the king of your heart.”

Chad
looks at her with glee and evil in his eyes. Not wanting to give in to him, she
lies to him.

“You’re
wrong, Chad. Very wrong. I can find better than you, and what makes you think Sebastian
is not better than you and all I desire?”

He
flings her against the wall. He pushes himself inside her causing her to scream
as his size causes sweet pain deep within her walls. He fucks her till her legs
give way to an orgasm and her juices drip from her, then he withdraws himself
from inside her.

“Who’s
in charge of your vagina? Tell me who you like inside you. Tell me now!” he
demands.

Unable
to tell a lie, she moans: “You are, Chad Perry. I only want you inside me.”
Tears of pleasure and shame cloud her eyes.

“So
why do you lie to me that you’ve had better, when you know only I can make you
cry from pleasure?”

Ashamed
by her deceit, she avoids his stare.
She sobs
quietly as her womanhood quivers.
He
looks at her as she shakes from his orgasm.

“You
will always crave me, Sierra. Not because you want to, but because I am all
that you’ve ever desired”

She
meets his gaze. She is embarrassed and humiliated that he has so much control
over her womanhood and her heart. “I need more of you, Chad. I need it all,
baby. Feed my desire. Please don’t make me beg any longer.”

“Tell
me who’s the man, Sierra. Tell me,” he softly whispers.

Smiling
seductively, she tells him: “You’re the man, baby. All the man I will ever
need.”

He
smirks. “I know I am, Sierra. I just wanted you to admit it to us both. The
truth is, I don’t want you. I just wanted to show you that I control this city
and everything in it, including you,” he says, as his eyes spark with hate for
her while he removes the bondages from her body.

He
walks out of the room, leaving her cold and rejected, just like she had left
him for Sebastian.
She runs after him, feeling completely humiliated.

“It hurts doesn’t it when the one that you believe loves you only uses
you for what they want? Love is a losing game, my love. And I always play to
win. So as you can clearly see, you lose!”

Sierra doesn’t know if
he’s lying or not and if he is he deserves an Oscar. She looks at him and it
seems true what he’s told her.

“You used me to try and
get to the top, and I just now used you for sex like I do all the others. Now,
stay the fuck away from me!” he thunders.

Tears flood down from her
eyes as she looks at him, shocked, unable to utter a word as his words cause
chaos in her heart. She takes one last look at him as he looks away from her.
Sierra’s heart silently breaks into a million pieces as she walks out the door
and into the corridor, feeling like an empty vessel that only Chad can refill.

****

Revenge is served!

He needed her to feel his
pain, and the look and tears in her eyes showed him that she felt something
deeper than his pain. His heart feels settled knowing that he has broken her,
when she’d trusted him the most. He pours himself a glass of cognac, lights a
Cuban cigar and watches the street below through his glass wall as she
disappears into the darkness. He drinks his drink slowly and laughs to himself.

“No one makes a fool out
of Chad Perry – no one!”

****

Chad decides to pay his
psychologist a visit. He gets on his private jet and is flown to California
without notice to the elderly doctor.

They
land in California and he is driven to the doctor’s office.

The
doctor is clearly shocked to see Chad. But he doesn’t question him as he is
used to Chad’s uninvited appearances. Dr Ninn ushers him to have a seat.

“Please,
take a seat, Mr Perry. To what do I owe this unarranged visit?” he asks while he
puts on his glasses and then collects his notebook and pen from his desk.

“I
think we both know why I am here, Doc.” he says, as subconsciously he lays his
hand on his heart.

“Ahh,
yes, yes. Now I think I know. The last time we spoke you said you would fight
to get her back, but now you look dejected and solemn. It seems Sierra has
pissed you off again. Pardon my language,” says the doctor as he writes
something on his notepad.

“No
need, Doc, such language is subtle compared to mine.”

“So
tell me, Mr Perry, what has Sierra done now, or rather why has the love or the lack
of it you may feel for her brought you here yet again?”

“Because
love is the most chaotic element in the human psyche,” he replies, with the
confidence of having knowledge about love that is irrefutable. “It causes kings
to leave their thrones, warriors to exit the battlefield and men to sacrifice
their dignity. All because of that thing we call a woman.”

“I
see that you have warmed up to the topic of discussion, Mr Perry. Please
elaborate some more if you will.”

“Women
are liars, deceitful creatures that have no remorse for their wrongs. They hurt
us till we bleed.”

“So
why then does the futile man continue to follow this creature?” Dr Ninn
presses, as Chad flicks through a recent copy of a psychology anthology.

Chad does
not give an immediate answer as he contemplates what to say. Dr Ninn presses
further for a reply.

“Does
she possess the hearts of men?” he asks, staring directly into Chad’s eyes.
“Does she possess the key to our hearts, or rather, the key to your heart in
this instance?”

Suddenly,
Chad feels a rush of anger within him and starts to shout.

“She
does! She fucking does. Sierra does hold the key to my heart! And I plead with
her to give it back, but my guess is she has thrown it away into the depths of
the ocean. Apart from money and power, Sierra is my only weakness, and it
excites and frustrates me. Am I stuck under her control, Doc?”

“I am
afraid you are deeply confused,” the doctor says matter-of-factly. “You are stuck
in your own control that seems to be a very weak one at the moment. You are not
sure what you feel for her because she has caused you deep hurt. But you cannot
allow yourself to lose control, Mr Perry. I hate to admit it, but it pains me
to see you like this.”

“I
know. It pains me too, Doc. I can only speak about such things with you, so I
apologise for springing up on you like this.”

“No
problem, you are always welcome to visit my office, Mr Perry, even if I have
not had my lunch yet.” The doctor smirks jokingly.

“Sorry,
Doc,” Chad replies sincerely.

The
doctor gets up and walks towards his drinks cabinet. “I hope you don’t mind, I
need a drink. Anything that I can offer you?”

“I’d
like any energy drink, Doc.”

The
doctor gives him a can of Red Bull and takes a seat.

“I can
send for one of my chefs in this city to prepare and bring us something to eat,
Doc,” Chad offers.

“Ah,
the luxuries of a wealthy man. I appreciate your offer, Mr Perry, but I am
fine, thanks.”

“No
problem, Doc.”

“I am
more interested in knowing why you have lost all faith in love …”

“Well,
Doc, my heart is devoid of emotion, but I do not want to be saved by the female
hyenas around me, screaming and howling as if I am the best thing that happened
to them, when all I am is a beast, a monster, someone that should be detestable
to them just as they are detestable to me.”

The
words seem to shock Dr Ninn but he remains silent and waits for Chad to
elaborate.

“I am
their fiend but they are merely willing prey to me.”

“You
seem quite heartless and cold towards the female species, Mr Perry. Perhaps
that is why it pains you, because Sierra is the only female you do not feel
such emotions for and no matter how hard you try you are seemingly unable to
change that.” Dr Ninn observes Chad carefully. “Am I correct in my prognosis,
Mr Perry?”

Chad
looks at the floor.

“Maybe,
maybe you are correct, Dr Ninn,” he says, knowing in his mind that the doctor
is indeed correct.

“Well,
I am glad that you sort of agree. We seem to have made some much needed
progress today. Who is Sierra to you, truthfully speaking?” the doctor inquires.

“She’s
the only living bitch that seems to have breached my deeply held negative view
about women.”

“Where
is Sierra now?” asks Dr Ninn.

“I
wish I knew. I don’t know, and I’m going crazy thinking that at this very
moment in time there’s another man fucking her.” Chad feels pain in his heart
as the image of Sierra with Sebastian suddenly springs into his head.

“They
say people always want what belongs to others; is that what has become of you
also? Do you think you long for her because she might be with another? Or is it
because you actually love her?

“I do
not know, Doc,” Chad replies pensively, “I could care less about Sebastian …”

“Ah
yes, now we are getting somewhere fast,” the doctor says, seemingly happy at
the new piece of the puzzle. “So the other man is called Sebastian, I presume?”

“Yes,
and he is a bastard, the fucking son of a bitch.”

Dr
Ninn laughs, “I’m sure he is, if that’s what you make of him, Mr Perry. But you
have to exclude him from the equation and focus on you.” Dr Ninn continues to
write more notes on his pad as they speak.

“Love
makes me hate her,” Chad says emphatically, “Love makes me not want to live
without her. It seems she’s trying to destroy the lion of the concrete jungle,”
he concludes, rubbing his hands through his hair.

Understandably,
but mainly out of pity for Chad, the doctor says: “Only you can destroy
yourself, Mr Perry. She can only destroy you if you allow her to. As a matter
of fact, no one can destroy you if you don’t allow them to. As king of the
jungle, so to speak, it will be extremely uncharacteristic if any other is
animal is able to destroy the mightiest predator, don’t you think?” he asks
rhetorically with a smile.

Chad looks up at
the elderly doctor, feeling a sense of happiness that he has someone to tell
him the truth.

“Thank you, Doc.
Thank you so much. I think I’ve got the answer that I needed.”