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She Ran...	By : BrackCatMojo Category: M through R > The Phantom of the Opera > Het Views: 12848 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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5) Fear and Submission…

Staring at him she slowly lifted her hand and reached for his face.
He sat frozen and watched as her hand moved ever closer.
Then her hand stopped and she stared at it.
There was blood on her fingers and flesh under her nails. Lifting her other hand she examined it and saw the same.
Snapping her eyes back to his, she held up her bloody hands and whispered, “Blood…Where…?”
Shaking his head he took her hands into his and whispered back that it did not matter. That the blood was not hers but his and that she need not worry about it.
As she looked at there joined hands she saw the marks on his flesh and knew she had caused them.
A soft whimper escaped her throat as she remembered the beating he had given her and the words he had spoken warning her that if she ever injured him again far worse would happen.
So fearing what punishment he would choose, Alexandra whined, “Please Master, I did not mean… Please, please don’t beat me. I…I am sorry…”
He brushed her tears away as he told her too hush that he had no intention of punishing her.
Believing him, her fear of retribution subsided. Yet her revulsion of his horrid face remained.
Turning away from him Alexandra felt the weight of the collar around her neck. So swallowing the bile that had risen into her throat she knew that she had to look at him. That she had to learn to accept the horror staring at her.
Erik backed away from her and drew the quilt up around her body. Then noticing the wetness of the sheets he remembered the binding on her ankle.
Carefully uncovering it, he gently began to remove the wet bindings.
Fear reawakened within her as she watched his fingers unwrapping her broken bone.
Had he lied when he said there would be no punishment for clawing him?
Whimpering she tried to remain immobile as he caressed her swollen ankle.
He looked up at her and whispered, “Lay still. I need to find something firmer to bind your bone with so it will heal properly.”
Nodding her head she followed his movement with her eyes.
He was still naked and she could see the way his muscles moved and flexed as he searched the chamber.
He returned to the bed carrying a square of leather and some cording among other things.
As he fashioned what looked like a boot around her ankle he explained that it would keep her bones stable. But he also warned her not to delude herself with a false sense of security.
By the time he had finished she had grown a little more accustomed to his bare face. But when he looked directly at her she still needed to force herself not to cower away.
After laying the items he had not used aside Erik reached out and grasp the quilt slowly pulling it from her naked body.
Alexandra tried to remain calm as he leaned towards her. Yet her heart raced and she found it difficult not to flinch as he pressed his lips to her forehead.
Chuckling Erik had to admit that she was a brave one. For most whom had seen his face had fallen to madness, but not this woman. Even now she endured his presence, silently watching him.
He caressed the side of her face before moving his hand to her collar. Unlatching it he looked at her sternly and said, “The sheets are wet and need changing.”
Scooping her into his arms and he turned and sat her on the chair by the door. Then kneeling before her he admonished her not to move or even think of fleeing.
With no choice but to remain where she was Alexandra curling herself into a ball and watched as he changed the bedding.
It was almost easy for her to imagine him as her gentle and caring lover.
But when he turned back to face her that dream faded quickly and she bowed her head. Whispering a silent prayer for strength she forced herself to bear his touch when he returned to her.
Lifting her face he watched her inner struggle and almost felt sorry for her. Yet then again he knew that she would have to get used to his appearance for he refused to wear his mask at all times. Plus he was eager to feel her flesh against his unmasked face.
He followed her onto the bed as he gently laid her down.
Moving over to allow him room she yelped as he grabbed her and pulled her to his body.
Growling low in his throat warned her not to move from him again.
Nodding her head she did not even try to explain that she had meant no offense.
His eyes traveled the length of her body as he grazed his fingertips over her tight flat stomach. Then moving them to her breast he whispered “So beautiful.”
Fisting her hands in the sheet she bit her lip and looked away from him. She knew she had promised to be his slave and lover but that was before she had seen his face. But now she feared that she would not be able to keep her word.
Lowering his lips to her bare shoulder he pressed a kiss there before moving on to her breast.
She gasped and arched her back as he suckled and teased her nipples. And soon all thoughts of his horrid face began to fade as she lost herself in what he was doing to her body.
The feel of her soft young flesh against his twisted excuse for a face was amazing. And he wanted to rub his face against every inch of her.
As he continued to stroke her breasts he rained kissed down over her stomach.
Then moving even lower he began to caress her thighs.
After only a moments hesitation she parted her legs and trembled as his fingers spread her nether lips.
Dipping his head between her legs he breathed in her aroma. Her scent was intoxicating to him and he began to lap at her core.
A deep and throaty moan escaped her lips as she lifted her hips from the mattress as his tongue danced over her clitoris.
Holding her shaking hips Erik licked his way to her opening and lapped hungrily at her flowing juices. Then lifting her hips higher he plunged his tongue into her rectum causing her to cum with such force that her moans turned to cries of ecstasy.
Yet he was not done. Supporting her trembling hips with one arm he began to stroke and tease her rectum with his fingertips. Then as he listened to her breathing change and felt her body begin to tense he pushed his finger inside of her.
Feeling his invasion of her sacred-hole Alexandra began to panic and tried in vain to pull away from him. But he held her tightly as he pressed a second finger inside of her. Sliding his fingers in and out of her he scissored them stretching her anus in preparation for something larger.
Satisfied with himself Erik released her only to grab her again as he forced her onto her hands and knees.
Alexandra cried and feebly begged him not to use her in that way. She even offered to suckle him if only he would reconsider putting his cock in her there.
Leaning over her he laughed and whispered in her ear that he was her Master. And as her Master he could use her how ever he chose.
His cock had begun to leak precum as his excitement of sodomizing her had grown. So using it to lubricate himself he rubbed himself against her rectum.
Then without warning he thrust his hips forward entering her.
The shock of his invasion caused her to scream. And she began to fight him in earnest: Trying with all her might to dislodge his erection from her anus.
Growling he squeezed her hips painfully as he warned her that fighting him would only bring her harm.
Frozen with fear Alexandra endured the pain and humiliation of having his cock moving in and out of her ass.
Then embedding himself deeply with in her Erik took hold of her hair and pulled her upper body up so her back was pressed against his chest.
Cupping her breast with his left hand he used his right hand to tease her clit as he whispered in her ear. “You will cum for me Alexandra. You will cum and you will tell me that you are mine. Now place your hands on my hips.”
With tears streaking her face Alexandra slowly reached her hands back and took hold of his hips. He had already warned her of what would happen if she did not do as he said.
Beginning to slowly move his pelvis he led her in an erotic dance that pushed her beyond all limits. And by the time his seed filled her she was writhing and moaning with pleasure like a two bit whore.
Turning her face to his he kissed her passionately as he slipped his spent member from her. Then parting his lips from hers he gently guided her body so she lay with her head on the pillow and her hair fanned out around it.
What energy and strength she had were gone and all she wanted to do was close her eyes and sleep.
Settling himself beside her Erik pulled her into his arms and stroked her hair and back as he listened to her breathing change as she began to slumber.
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