Love Bite.

Sickness carried on consciousness, his first instinct upon opening his eyes was to scream. His second was to reach behind his head and find the source of profound pain. He couldn’t move his arms. They were both tied to the arms of the chair. Searing pain came to him, along with returning awareness. His eyes stung because there was blood from his skull, seeping slowly in, muddying his vision. His eyelids were fast becoming leaden as the seepage coagulated in the cold.

The back of his neck and shirt were soaked, permeating to clammy skin as it steamed in the dark from his hemorrhaging. The warmth slithered upon him, creeping like some tropical malaise. He could feel himself coursing in his veins with a rhythmic thrum from both wrist ligatures. The deep gash in the back of his head suddenly made him dizzy. Groaning loudly, he struggled to regain any sense of where he was.

The only discernible shade: blackness. Vision increasingly impaired he found himself straining his ears. The hard clatter of rain reached him, from an open window somewhere. Then rolling thunder assaulted his ears, eyes having missed the preceding flash. A sharp gust of Winter wind stroked his shivering torso. His breath steamed out into nothing before him.

He remembered unlocking the apartment door, staggering in under the weight of several brown paper grocery bags from the all night market. The hallway off of the elevator was darkened, a faulty wall lamp perhaps. He’d been grateful for the Datazyme bracelet on his right wrist. It’d saved fumbling with an antiquated steel key. As he’d shuffled into the apartment without having the sense to call for the lights, a heavy object had been brought down on him, across the shoulders. Searing pain in the head – a prelude to black. It was clear to him, now. Someone had been waiting.

Panic gripped his neck and shoulders like a vice. His heart when into overdrive, his breathing hard. Adrenaline released into his veins cleared his cranial fog and the disorientation passed, almost instantly. It was only then that he noticed her perfume. Alien by Thierry Mugler. The same perfume his Sister favored. He struggled briefly against his bonds, quickly abandoning this to intense pain. Then he realized someone was sucking his cock.

His shirt was almost completely torn from him, it’s tattered remains hanging limp around his bullish shoulders. The ligaments in his legs corded sharply and he sucked air. The sexual impulse that came upon him was intense, shooting through his battered body. His toes curled in their ankle boots as another erotic impulse streaked through him. His mind ached with the confusion of pleasure within pain.

A tide of caramel hair lashed his bloodied face, making him flinch violently. His body shifted in his seat. This had the effect of giving away the cause of his rising pleasure. Looking down at the mass of tresses moving back and forth in his lap, he was unaware of the grip of long sharp fingernails. They bit hard into his thighs and he sucked air once more, groaning louder as his head throbbed in pain. For a delicious moment he completely forgot that his life was in imminent danger. The hot slackness of her mouth wrapped around his twitching swollen glands sent waves of euphoria crashing against the shore of his mind. Hot saliva dribbled down his shaft. He felt the wet lick of her expert tongue as it snaked around him and lapped hard. Full sensual lips gripped him savagely as he felt his pubic hair grow damp, then wet. He hung naked and exposed from unfastened pants, pulled down to his knees. His every fiber had begun to reel from escalating sensation. His balls grew high and tight, scrotum contracting. Slurping sounds came from beneath the throbbing mane of caramel hair, thrusting relentlessly back and forth.

He threw his head back in pleasure, when it became too much to bare. He was acutely aware of of the subtle grazing bite of her teeth on his raw saliva drenched shaft. Finally the sensations became too much, building up within his peaking body. In spite of the pain he suffered, the sexual pleasure she wrought in him took president. It over ran his confused cerebellum as he cried out, riddled with euphoria. He felt the surging pulse as his twitching loins released the hot pearl beads of his ejaculate. His issue filled his assailants rampant mouth that eagerly sucked it down from his expiring cock. He heard her heavy panting from between his legs as she breathlessly swallowed his load. Her tone was hungry and it excited him, in spite of his fear.

Rapidly cooling sweat bathed his exposed muscled physique. He leaned back as best he could. In his bound position it was not easy. His fevered senses were alight, confused and confounded by the hormonal surge she’s given him. Her favor made him more fearful than ever for his life. What did she want of him? If she wanted him then why attack him? Was she a friend of his Sister? He had no idea, especially as he couldn’t make out her face in the darkness. The hormonal rush had now all but subsided. Pain from his injuries returned with the bitter vengeance of a spurned lover. Still, all he could see of her was a mane of golden hair. He barely had time to register the shuddering throes of his ejaculation, before she abruptly withdrew from between his legs. Poorly diffused moonlight from a window behind him was loaned amplitude by another lightning flash. His torture was all too briefly lit for his washed out vision. A glimpse of fine cheekbones under a beautiful mess of hair all he was afforded.

She swallowed his come, taking perverse pleasure in his hot milky seed slipping down her throat like raw oyster. Her will was fortified. He demanded to know her name. She gave no answer only reached up and raked his exposed chest with her left hand, nails leaving bloody tracks. He sucked air and groaned once more. She smiled under her canopy of tresses and bent to him once more, before he subsided. She hungrily licked the last dribbles of oozing semen from his twitching cock, before going savagely down on him again. Her firm lips enveloped him, hotly stroking his shaft. He arched his back as best he could in seated restraint and closed his eyes for another orgasm that would not come. In endorphin fueled euphoria he’d become ignorant of the danger.

Satisfaction turning horrifically into gut-wrenching agony. He began a blood-curdling scream from deep down inside where he kept his intestines, as her teeth broke his slimy girth. His fevered brain turned over and over in his skull, throat clenched, suffocating in white hot agony as she chewed through. His crimson spattered thighs jerked and shuddered in a nerve jangled fit; his warbling screams filling the loft apartment to its rafters.  After an eternity it seemed, her teeth met, her jaw like a predator’s – clamped upon him. There was an audible click as her sharp canines connected amidst his severed spurting loins. Then there was nothing but freezing air and the stench of come, blood and shit. She stood up before his thrashing body, her face coated in him, oily black in the darkness around them. He swore he caught a smirk from her lips, mouth full of him – her macabre trophy. Steeping back from him she murmured something. He heard the slap when his cock hit the floor, as she contemptuously spat him out.