Je t'appartiens

Chapter 3

"Who doesn't dream of indulging every spasm of lust, feeding each depraved hunger?"
-the Marquis de Sade

When Nathaniel woke up in the afternoon, he streched like a cat and relaxed all his muscles. He got up and took a long, hot shower, letting the water pound against his flesh. The spray felt like soft hands massaging his body, smoothing his skin. It was a totally pleasureable and erotic feeling.

As he toweled himself dry, Nathaniel was suprised by how sensitive his skin was. The towel's slightly rough texture rubbing against his flesh, caressing his groin, was highly arousing. He took a peak at the bedside clock, feeling a stab of regret that he didn't have enough time to tend to her semi-hard cock.

When he slipped on his silk underwear, Nathaniel couldn't supress a groan. The slick cloth slithered across his groin and cock, sending spasms of pleasure and need through him. He was completely hard and in pain as he made his way downstairs. If he was quick, he might be able to relieve the ache before he had to do his set at Guilt Pleasures.

As he stepped into the kitchen, it suddenly struck him that he was alone, that the house was completely empty, something that almost never happened. As he stood in the doorway pondering what was going on, he saw the woman from his dream, Noelle. He was dumbfounded that she was sitting in Anita's kitchen, apparently waiting for him.

"Hello. Took you long enough to get here." Noelle smiled and stood up, seemingly to show him how she looked when she had clothes on. She was a beautiful woman. She had long, sleek legs which were incased in tight leather pants, a tiny waist and full, perky breasts hidden behind a tshirt. In all, she looked like a teenage porn star. Nathaniel admired the way her hips naturaly swayed as she walked towards him, inducing a spasm in his hard cock.

"Where is everyone? Why are you here?" he asked, leaning against the wall, trying to conceal his uncomoftable state.

"This is a dream world. You aren't really awake yet, mon chou. The reason no one else is here is because I didn't invite them to the party. And the reason I am here..." Noelle trailed off with a seductive smile as she stood inches away from him. "That you might be lucky enough to find out." She placed her hands on the wall, on either side of Nathaniel's head and kissed him. As far as kisses go, it was a gentle one. She didn't grind her lips into his nor force her tongue into his mouth, but it marked him as her's. It was dominating. It was possessive. It made him tremble. She barely brushed his mouth, confident that she would still get the reaction she wanted. It was that confidence that was his undoing. Nathaniel moaned against her lips and pressed his mouth to hers. He need to be dominated so badly. Anita consistently refused to fuck him and he wasn't allowed to go to any parties or clubs since the night at Narcissus in Chains when Anita nearly had her heart torn out.

As if sensing his need, Noelle pinned him against the wall with her body, one hand fisted in his silky hair, holding his head still as she ravaged his mouth, no longer gentle. Her tongue explored his mouth and tasted him, her teeth biting into his lip and drawing it into her mouth, sucking on it like a ripe cherry. He felt her fangs, the fangs of a vampire, and he did not care. Her other hand roamed free, caressing his face and body while her hips pressed into his, feeling his erection and rocking against it. She pulled her face away and whispered into his ear, "Je te torturerai. Je te ferai saigner. Je te ferai hurler de douleur. Je te ferai crier mon nom. Tu me soumettrai. Do you understand, mon chou? Do you want it? Do you need it?" She hissed against his neck just before she bit into his soft flesh.

"Yes... Oh God, yes..." Nathaniel groaned as the vampire sank her teeth into him. His arms snaked around her waist as her mind roled his and pleasure burst through his body. 'Asher's bite is orgasmic, but this goes so far beyond it I don't know if if it feels so good it hurts, or if it hurts so much it feels good. Oh God...' and then Nathaniel had no thoughts; he was rendered literally mindless with the exquisit pleasure. He collapsed in Noelle's arms, his legs unable to support him as his manhood emptied his seed into his pants. She supported his weight and lifted him into her arms, carrying him like a child, his legs draped over one arm and the other around his waist with his head cusioned on her shoulder. She carried him back through the door and into a hallway. At the end of the hall was a door that swung open without being touched. They were no longer in Anita's home.

Noelle set him down, making sure that he could stand unaided before releasing him. They stood almost eye to eye and it was only then that Nathaniel realized that she was taller than him. He was wearing a pair of boots and she was bare foot. Then it struck him that Noelle had been speaking English. "I thought you didn't know English?"

"I said that I could not speak English in that place. I never said that I didn't know English. Now hush, you have a choice to make. If you go throught this door with me, there will be no going back. You will be mine in every sense of the word. Before you decide, let me tell you some things. I will top you, but I will not abuse you. All pain must be accompanied by pleasure, even if pain is your pleasure. I will tie you up and beat you untill you bleed and then fuck you so hard that you can't even stand, but I will always give you pleasure. I give you my word that I will always, no matter what you choose, care for you and protect you. If I fail and you are hurt in a bad way, there will be no stopping my revenge. I thought you deserved to know that. Do you need more time to decide?"

Nathaniel took her hands in his and stepped through the doorway backwards, pulling her through with him. "No."

The door drifted shut behind them and the Lock Without A Key clicked secure. There was no going back.






Je te torturerai: I will torture you
Je te ferai saigner: I will make you bleed
Je te ferai hurler de douleur: I will make you scream in pain
Je te ferai crier mon nom: I will make you scream my name
Tu me soumettrai: You will submit to me
mon chou: my pet
J'aime ce que je vois: I like what I see
Je t'appartiens: I belong to you