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Pain equals Pleasure.
The smell of sex
filled the air. Sweat, cum, even a bit of blood mingled with the various sounds
coming from the rooms sprawled underneath of the Nightclub. Naked bodies
wandered the halls, dripping with lust and desire. Satori took a long, deep
drag of the blunt she had nestled between her fingers, before she put out the
bud, and stashed it for later.
Sliding off the
couch, she sashayed down one of the halls. Her hips swayed back and forth, and
she could feel the hungry eyes eat her up as she walked towards one of the
rooms and opened the door. She leaned against the door frame. Inside, a man
stood, cleaning the various toys and objects that were within the room. He was
a tall, tanned man. Body built by the gods, covered in various tattoos that hid
the scars on his body. Deep chocolate hair that covered the gruesome scar than
slashes across his left eye. One vivid blue, and one deep black. Those
strikingly odd features only made him more attractive. “Are you going to stand
there and stare, or are you going to come in?” The males voice rumbled out,
flat with no hint of emotion behind it.
“Oh, I could stare at
you all day, Lanthys, I’ll count each and every one of your scars while I’m at
it.” She taunted. When Satori had first met Lanthys she had asked him about all
his scars and what they were from, but he was silent about them. Every time she
met him after, he still refused to answer.
“Your fascination
with scars never ceases to amaze me, Satori.” Lanthys grumbled, as he turned
around. His eyes roamed Satori, before giving her a small smirk, his eyes
filled with darkness. “Here for the usual?”
Satori swallowed a
bit, before finally nodding and walking her way to the black table in the
center of the room. Metal handcuffs, ankle cuffs, and a long thick chain connected
to it. Slowly, she crawled onto the table, and laid back. Her raven black hair
pooled around her hair like a dark halo, and she kept her eyes on the ceiling
as the male walked over and guided her hands and ankles into the cuffs, taking
the time to let his fingers roam and linger on her milky skin. “Such a shame… I
hate ruining such perfect skin.” He murmured softly.
Satori gave a small
laugh, rolling her eyes. “And yet, that hasn’t stopped you before… besides, I
heal rather quickly.” She turned her head, licking her lips softly as she eyed
him. “It’s still a shame.” He replied, before tugging on her arms and legs,
making sure she was secure. “You ready?”
Satori gave a small
nod. Was she ready? No. She never was. But this was the only thing that kept
the demons in her head at bay. Pain. That darker demon inside of her clawed at
its cages. It fed off fear, off pain, even if it was her own, and turned it
into pleasure. Luckily for her, Lanthys was a bit of a sadist, and he got off
on inflicting pain on others, and liked it even more when they begged for it.
Walking over to
another smaller table, Lanthys grabbed a small leather whip. He rolled the
handle around in his hands, warming it up as he slowly walked back towards the
table where Satori laid. “Let the pain bring you to a new height of ecstasy,
Princess.” His voice was deeper, darker, as he put on the sadistic mask that he
always used when they were together.
He dangled the whip
gently above her thigh, letting it tickle her soft skin as she squirmed on the
table, anticipating what was to come. Yet, it didn’t. He continued to gently
run it along her leg, over and over, until finally a sharp thwack rang out, and
a burst of heated stinging pain spread on her thigh. Satori sucked in a sharp
breath and hissed, followed by a little whimper. “Fuck!” Once again, another
thwack, followed by another over and over, until Satori was crying out with
each one. She trembled on the table, tugging at the handcuffs as she looked
down at her legs. Long red welts, some bleeding, covered her legs. Satori might
have been a demon, but the toys Lanthys used on her were made for her kind. She
wouldn’t heal as quickly as she would if they were normal toys.
“P-Please, Lanth…
more.” She gasped out, her seemingly innocent eyes pleaded at him. Her heated
arousal had spread from her core throughout her body. The hardened sensitive
peaks of her breasts poked against the fabric of her micro bra. The fabric
rubbed against them as she squirmed, only adding to the arousal. Juices leaked
from between her folds, slowly soaking her panties.
Lanthys nose flared,
his eyes even more heated as he looked at his handywork on her thighs. No doubt
he could smell her arousal and hearing her begging only added to that. Turning
around, he set the whip back on the table, and grabbed two things. In one hand
he had a black Hitachi Wand, and in the other some duct tape. Walking back over
to Satori, he set them down next to her leg, and slid one of his fingers
underneath the string of her thong and ripped it off of her. Satori let out a
little whimper and watched as he brought her soaked panties up to his face,
burying his nose in the fabric and inhaling her sweet musk. The sight alone was
enough to make Satori blush wildly.
“Mmph…” He kept his
nose buried in her panties for a few more moments before he stuffed them in his
pockets. He wasted no time, spreading her legs wide open, making her hiss as
his fingers dug in the welts, he had left on her. “Hold them there, baby.” He
ordered. His hand traveled to her glistening, smooth cunt, and using two
fingers he spread her lips open as he placed the wand against her clit. Using
his free hand, he grabbed the duct tape and put the end between his teeth,
pulling a piece off before taping the wand to her cunt, the ends of the tape
sticking to her skin. He didn’t turn it on yet. Instead, he tossed the tape to
the side, and walked back over to the table and grabbed a ball gag.
Satori watched him as
he walked back over and gave her a wicked little smile. “Open your mouth,
babydoll.” He said too sweet, and she did as he asked. She opened her mouth
wide, just ask he asked. Gathering the spit in his mouth, he spit it into her
own, watching it drip from his lips onto her tongue, before he lowered the gag
into her mouth, and clasped it back behind her head. “So much better. Seeing
you drool, and hearing your screams will be so much better this way.”
Satori struggled
against her restraints, whining as she seethed through the gag. Her tongue
pressed up against it, coating it in her spit. After a few moments, Lanthys
came back with a six-inch knife, twirling it around in his hand. He smirked as
he saw the look on Satori’s face. “Shh, you’ll enjoy it. I promise.” He grinned
as he stood next to her. Reaching between her legs, he turned on the wand to
the second highest setting, which made Satori give out a screech in pleasure.
Her head knocked back against the table and her back arched up. The endless,
intense vibrations traveled from her clit up into her core, making her whole
body shake along with it. Her toes curled from the pleasure that surged through
her body. She was too lost in the pleasure too notice the knife making its way
to the flesh of her stomach until she felt the first cut on her abdomen.
“Mmm!” She gave a
shocked whimper, eyes wide as she looked at Lanthys. He only grinned as he
pressed the knife deeper into her skin, and ever so slowly moved it up a few
inches, then removed it, and did the same on the other side. Satori’s eyes
squeezed shut and she let out quick gasps of pain mixed with moans of pleasure.
Her body was shaking endlessly on the table. Her mind was clouded from the pain
and pleasure.
His knife traveled
more, all along her stomach. Blood poured from each of the cuts, pooling at the
base of her stomach, and then dribbling down onto the table and between her
thighs. His knife moved higher, towards her breasts. Lanthys pressed the tip of
the blade on her right nipple, pushing into the sensitive bud until Satori
cried out. Her eyes went wide again looking down as a few small beads of blood
peeked from her bra. He moved the knife to her left nipple and repeated the
process. The pain was beautifully delicious. Two different sensations ran
through her body, as she got closer and closer to her climax.
Lanthys could see how
much she squirmed on the messy table. Her once milky white skin now stained red
with sin. Satori looked at him with begging eyes, and she wiggled more on the
table. “Do you want to cum for me?” She nodded vigorously.
Moving down to the
lower half of her body, he flipped the knife in his hand. Now holding the blade
of the knife, he gripped it roughly, letting it cut deep into his hand, as
blood dribbled down his wrist. Guiding the handle towards her dripping
entrance, he didn’t give a warning before he shoved the handle into her entrance
and began to thrust it in and out of her, as his other handheld one of her legs
wide open.
Satori gasped and let
out a sweet song of moans as she trembled on the table. His thrusts quickened
as the handle of the knife hit deeper inside of her, making her arch her back
once again, and her hips bucked a few times. Her orgasm was quickly coming, and
then it came, without a warning. She let out a pleasured scream as her sweet
juices squirted out of her, coating Lanthys’s hand and the table beneath her. Yet, Lanthy’s didn’t stop thrusting into her, egging
her orgasm on and on, until Satori was breathless, and spasming from the
pleasure on the table. Slowly he pulled the knife away, and pulled it out of
his hand, giving a small grunt at the pain from the wound on his hand. He
turned off the wand and ripped it off her with the tape. Tossing them to the
side, he quickly uncuffed her, and took the gag from her mouth.
Satori laid there,
looking up at the ceiling as a few tears fell onto her cheeks. The cuts and
welts on her body still showed, and were angry and red. Lanthys grabbed a
blanket and wrapped her in it, before picking Satori up and carrying her to a
bed on the other side of the room. He laid on it with her, wrapping his arms
around her. She laid in his arms, and wept silently, as she did after every
session.
For now that demon
inside of her was happy, peaceful in its cage, but she knew soon it would want
something more, and she would come crawling back to Lanthys, each and every
time. Satori stayed with him for the night, crying in his arms. He understood
her, and what she was going through better than she understood it herself. It
was like a precious secret between the two.
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