“Sounds like pleasure to me," he murmured keeping his hand in place and squeezing, eliciting another deep sound.

We made it inside and the door was shut. My bonds on my ankles were cut. Bane set me on my feet and I turned my head to look at my backside. I was marked with Lines of bright red welts. Running my hand across them, I winced.

“I will heal them," Damien said stepping closer and running a hand down my arm.

His hand strayed across the marks and I moved closer to him.

“Aren't you proud of your work?" I asked with a grin.

The fire in his eyes and the Look on his face spoke volumes. He didn't need to answer.

“Make the sound for me you made for Bane," Damien commanded stepping closer and closing his fingers around my striped flesh.

I hissed and moaned stepping closer to him. My face pressed into his chest as my hands wrapped around him to stroke his back. The way he inflicted the pain was erotic, whether he intended it or not.

Fingers tugged at my hair until I tilted my head up. Damien Lowered his face to mine and held me there. He stroked the marks with the fingers of his other hand. His grey eyes appraised me. In between the moaning sounds he elicited I started tokisshis Lips.

“Open your eyes," he commanded when mine drifted closed.

“I wish to know if you are experiencing pain or pleasure."

“Both," I moaned Looking up at him. The men were complimenting Damien. He had done a good job. That was what they intended. The marks were to have been hard enough to mark, but not enough to give real discomfort. Their friends from the red mountains had trained Damien well.

I felt a hand slipping between my legs. Fingers explored the moisture present and I heard Bane's happy grunt.

“She is ready for us here," he said.

Bane played and tugged with the plug that still filled me. As Damien grabbed a handful of flesh. I moaned at the combined sensations. When the plug slipped free of my body another moan breached my Lips.

“Still, I see pain in her features," Damien said continuing to stroke the marks on my bottom.

I wanted it all from them, the pain and the pleasure. This was such a strange experience for me. Right now I didn't care, I needed them. I decided to exert my new right to choose, right now!

“Fuck me," I ordered running my hands up Damien's back.

His Lips tilted into a smile, but I saw the wicked glint in his eyes. I couldn't back down and ran my nails down until I'd reached his pants. Pulling away from him, I brought my hands to the front closure of the leather.

There was no gentleness as I yanked open the ties and pulled Damien's manhood out. He was as hard as I expected when I wrapped my hand around the base and jerked. He just raised an eyebrow at the roughness, so I got to my knees and started to suck. I watched his eyes as I aggressively swallowed his length each time.

He'd been sweating on the platform, just like me. I tasted the salt and devoured it. The rich scent of male musk was intoxicating.

Damien's hand found the back of my head and he started to control the pace. I licked and sucked, watching his strained face above mine. He was trying not to cum and I made sure it was a losing battle. I did everything in my power to bring him off.