“Surely, you must be sorry for what you said to me back in my office, right Avion?” I asked. She nodded and I could hear her humming, but of course, she couldn’t speak. I touched the prod to her other thigh, a little further down, getting closer to the sensitive spots waiting between her legs. “You don’t think Ican’tdo it, right?” She shook her head and I gave her another, even lower shock. “Who is in control here?” She muffled out a noise, looking up at me. She couldn’t respond, but she was desperately trying to. I shocked her again, lower still, this time just centimeters away from her folds. “What’s that? I can’t hear you.” Another noise came out, still muffled, but louder this time, desperation wetting her eyes. “That’s right. Me.”
I touched the prod right between her legs and she yelped. She tried to close her legs, but the bondage prevented it, which only seemed to excite her. We continued that way, with me asking different questions and demanding answers I knew she couldn’t give, all in exchange for shocks. Occasionally, I’d wander behind her and give her a hard smack or two on the ass. Whatever it took to start her off down the road of two, bright red, brilliantly glowing cheeks.
Several times, I brought Avion to the edge of an orgasm. I could see it on her face, the watering in her eyes, the brightness of her cheeks, the circumference of her pupils. Her legs shook as she fought not to explode because she knew that she couldn’t. In any other situation, I’d find myself wanting to give her the orgasm she desired, maybe even torture her past the point a bit, but she pushedmeover the edge. She wanted me and she was going to get me.
I was typically a giving man, but this time, I’d be coming first.
Getting down to my knees and pushing up behind Avion, I wasn’t gentle as I shoved into her. The moisture she’d accumulated aided the process, and the sweet scream turned moan that Avion released let me know, in no uncertain terms, that she welcomed the force. It was as if I was a rabid dog who’d suddenly been let off leash. I threw the cattle prod to the side and gripped Avion’s hips for better hold as I started to slam in and out of her at an untethered pace. Her screams filled the room, loud enough to echo and make me glad that I’d gone for soundproofing.
If I had my way, we’d be testing the limits of that soundproofing for many sessions to come.
Avion started to shake around me, her muscles squeezing me and twitching like she was right at the edge. I lifted a hand and smacked it down hard on her ass. “Don’t do it. You know the rules. Not until I say so.”
She let out a choked moan, her shaking getting more defined, and her squeezing burning my hot cock inside of her. It felt like it was going to melt right off my body and set up shop inside of Avion, and I found myself throwing my head back and letting out a few moans myself. It was downright unethical for something to feel so heavenly, but I kept myself just barely keyed into reality so as not to lose sight of what we were doing.
With Avion whimpering out and writhing uncontrollably, I finally started to feel an orgasm rising up from deep within my center. It was a soft burn at first that grew hotter and hotter until I was clawing into Avion’s sides and smacking my hips against hers so hard it was moving the support she was on. She was nodding her head and squeezing her hands, and I could tell she hadn’t come yet herself.
She really was a perfect sub.
“Now baby,” I said, rubbing her back. “You can come now.”
Avion exploded not a second later, covering me in her juices, and gyrating around me in a hot, sticky mess that could only be appreciated from such a wonderful sight. My orgasm doubled over, almost torturingmeas it brought me past the point, but Avion was clenching me and attempting to squeeze me dry, and I didn’t dare pull out a moment too soon to miss any of its glory. I kept my fingers hooked into her until she finally calmed down, just shaking in the wake of it, and I finally felt fine pulling back and away from her.
Instantly, I started to undo the binds, starting with releasing the ball gag and then moved onto the ropes. Avion worked to catch her breath while I untied her, and when I walked around to the front of her, she looked up at me with an appreciative smile.
“Was that what you were after?” I asked. She started to nod her head, but then her eyes rolled back in her head. “Avion?” Her head drooped once, but she fought to hold it up, though it was clear she was struggling to do so. Her eyes stayed turned back, like she couldn’t get her vision right. “Avion, look at me please.” Though she tried her hardest to lift her head up, all at once she lost control over it and dropped it, hanging it over the edge of the support like she was a rag doll. “Avion!” I screamed, grabbing her body and lifting it up into my arms.
But she was out cold.
45
AVION
For a brief moment, when I woke up in my bed, I thought that maybe the night prior had been a dream. Gio had been strict in not allowing us to have any sort of sex while I was healing, but as far as I was concerned, I was healed. It took some pushing, but he finally gave in, at least that was what I believed. The last thing I remembered was finishing in his special room behind his office, but I was waking up in bed. All evidence pointed to me having dreamed the whole thing, until I started to investigate further and saw that I was hooked into an IV, which was connected to a saline drip hanging next to my bed. A small machine attached to it was letting out a rhythmic, quiet beep and I realized slowly that something else must have gone wrong.
“Well, look who’s awake.” Milli’s voice filled the room around me and I turned my head to see him walking into the room with a bottle of water and a sleeve of crackers. “Good morning, sleeping beauty.”
“What time is it?” I asked.
“It is about nine in the morning.” He set the tray down on the table a little aways my bed and smirked, “The next day.”
It was early evening when I went down to Gio’s office, around 4:30pm, which meant I’d been passed out from whenever we got done until now. Well over twelve hours, but probably closer to fourteen. “What happened?”
“You and Gio got a little frisky in his freaky room and you passed out,” he said. “Gio called me up to his room in a blind panic, freaking out about you and the discretion.”
I furrowed my brow. “R-really? The discretion?”
“Everyone else thinks you just overexerted yourself training with Gio, so if Merrick or Tamryn ask, that’s what happened.”
Thinking that Gio was that concerned about the optics of the situation terrified me. It didn’t seem like it was a huge secret that he had a unique kink, nor a big secret that he and I were, at the very least, hooking up. Maybe his parents didn’t know all the ins and outs, but they knew enough. I would imagine if Gio was very concerned about me, he wouldn’t be worried about people knowing what happened, only that something went wrong and I needed help.
But if discretion was what Milli caught from it, that had to be what his biggest concern was, right?
“Milli, can I ask you a question?”
He handed me the bottle of water and then looked into my eyes and nodded. “Yeah, of course,” but before I could get the question out, Gio rounded the corner into my bedroom. “See?” Milli said. “Told ya she just needed some sleep.”
With more concern than I would expect from a guy who was just worried about the optics, Gio rushed over to the side of the bed and placed a hand on my forehead. “Hey. How are you feeling?”
