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Revenge, Pt 5: The Red Mist Decends

Date: 2/9/2017, Categories: Fiction, BDSM, Cruelty, Domination/submission, Male Domination, Romance, Slavery, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: masterKDean2014, Rating: 95.5, Source: sexstories.com

kissed her softly on her thumb. "Do you forgive me?" I asked, looking up at her. She smiled widely and a tear began to roll down her cheek. She laughed and nodded quickly, as she wiped the tears away. I'd never actually seen tears of joy before. I pulled her towards me, and she was soon sitting on my lap, her legs pushed across to the side. It felt incredible to be fully clothed and holding a beautiful, naked woman in my arms. She wrapped her arms behind my neck and stared into my eyes with a new intensity, as if she was trying to see into my mind. "I liked it though." she said softly, "I really...I mean it hurt, so much, but I...I still liked it. I liked being... whipped like that. That's really fucked up, isn't it?" she laughed nervously. After a few seconds, she sighed, and rested her head against my shoulder. I felt her relax in my arms, and for a while we were both silent. "Maybe it is." I said slowly, "But let me ask you something...why do you think I do this stuff to you? Why do you think I hurt you?" She thought on it for a few seconds. "Because...because I like it?" she asked quietly. I dug my fingers under her ass and grabbed hard, digging into her bruised skin. She sighed with pain and squirmed against me. "I do it...because I like it." I hissed. She let out a delicious little giggle, which ended in a pain filled moan. I released my grip, and wrapped my arms around her again. I telling her that we were as fucked up as each other. She lay against me, and it slowly ... dawned on me that I'd just been unusually open with her. I'd never admitted my blossoming sadism to her, even though she must have suspected it by now. I shook my head, and sighed. I had to watch what I said to her. I didn't want to reveal too much of myself. I soon realised that, like the previous week, she was about to fall asleep. Her breathing was becoming slower and her whole body relaxed against me. I was surprised to feel a strong sense of fatigue overwhelm me, like a huge wave sweeping over my consciousness, threatening to pull me away. I knew well the symptoms of sleep deprivation, and I knew I wouldn't be awake much longer. I shook myself, and slowly slid Jessica off my lap. Her feet delicately found the floor, before she continued her graceful slide downward to her knees. She turned and looked up at me, her eyes shining and breath heavy. I ran my fingers up into her hair, and she leaned into my hand. It felt like we'd done this little action a dozen times by now, and I couldn't help but smile. "Jessica, did you sleep at all?" I asked. She shook her head, looking down guiltily. "I...I sat in the bathroom until the sun came up." she admitted quietly, "I couldn't...I couldn't stop crying...". She let out a forced laugh, her eyes edged with sadness. I sighed, and again a pulse of guilt rose up in me. I really had to take more care with my temper. "Jessica, get dressed." I said. She looked up at me, confusion obvious on her face. "You're going to get dressed, and go lie ...