Aiden
I open my eyes, and the first thing I notice is the dark room I'm in. I try to get up, but my hands are tied to the headboard. "What the hell? Selena!" I scream, trying to free myself from the ropes. "Where are you? I know you're here!" Suddenly the door creaks open and Selena enters the room.
Selena stands in the doorway, her silhouette framed by the dim light from the hallway. She strides towards me with confident steps, her boots clicking on the wooden floor. The sight of her sends a mix of fear and exhilaration coursing through my veins. "Ah, you're awake" she says, her voice smooth as velvet yet carrying an undertone of steel.
Her gray eyes gleam in the darkness as she approaches the bed. She's wearing tight black leather pants that accentuate every curve of her legs and ass, and a matching black leather corset that pushes her breasts up, creating generous cleavage. Her feet are clad in heavy black combat boots, and her shoulders are adorned with a long, flowing black cape.
The black cape billows dramatically behind her as she stops beside the bed. Leaning over me, she trails a finger down my cheek, her touch surprisingly gentle. "You shouldn't have run from me, Aiden" she murmurs. I swallow hard, feeling a shiver run down my spine at her closeness. "Selena, please untie me. This isn't funny anymore." A wicked grin spreads across her face. "Who said I was joking?"
Selena leans in to whisper in my ear, "The beast inside me is hungry, bunny, and I can't stop thinking about your body, your tight hole that will squeeze my cock." I swallow hard at her words. "Selena, please..." She puts a finger to my lips. "But as much as I want to break you now, I'll wait until you confess your love to me, Aiden. Until then, you'll be here, tied up."
Selena smiles smugly and stands up, towering over me. "Very well, bunny. Have a nice stay." She turns to leave. As she reaches the door, she stops and looks at me. "And don't worry, I'll take good care of you while you're here. The door closes behind her, and I'm left alone in the dimly lit room. Panic grips me as I tug at the ropes that have tightened around my wrists.
The ropes bite into my flesh as I struggle, but they refuse to budge. The room is cold, and the only light comes from a single candle flickering in the corner. Shadows dance menacingly on the walls, reflecting my growing desperation. My mind races, trying to formulate a plan. Selena's threat echoes in my ears, sending shivers down my spine. She's serious about keeping me here until I confess my love for her.
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I open my eyes, and sunlight illuminates the dark room. I haven't even realized when I fell asleep. I hear a click at the door and Selena appears with a tray in her hand. "Good morning, bunny." She walks over and sits on the edge of the bed. "God, you're so beautiful and helpless, I can barely resist picking you up right now."
A slow, wicked smile spreads across Selena's face as she sets the tray aside and leans over me. Her fingers trace lightly along my jawline, sending shivers down my spine. "But I promised to take good care of you, didn't I?" She whispers, her breath hot against my ear. Her hand moves down, tracing the line of my throat, then lower still, until it rests on my chest.
Selena closes her eyes for a moment and then opens them, her eyes full of lust and hunger. "Now I'm going to feed you, if you bite I'll punish you clearly?" I nodded, and she leaned over, her breath tickling my ear. "Good boy." She took the tray and placed it on her lap. She tore off a piece of bacon and brought it to my lips. "Eat!" she said in a firm tone.
I opened my mouth and took a bite of the bacon. It was delicious, but I could barely enjoy it because of Selena's gaze. She held my chin with her thumb and forefinger as she fed me. As soon as I finished chewing, she brought a piece of toast to my lips. "Open!" she commanded. The bread tasted delicious too. She fed me again slowly and carefully, making sure I ate everything she gave me.
After a few bites, Selena takes a sip of orange juice from the glass on the tray and presses her lips to mine. She spreads my lips apart with her tongue, pouring the sweet liquid into my mouth. She pulls back, smiling. "Good boy." Selena continues to feed me, alternating between pieces of fruit, eggs, and a sip of juice shared directly from her lips.
After she feeds me she stands up and is about to leave when I stop her. "Wait! At least untie me! I won't run away, I promise you!" She turns and raises one eyebrow. "If you run away, there will be consequences, bunny!" she replies and comes closer to untie my hands.
As Selena releases the ropes binding my wrists, I rub my sore skin gently, feeling a mixture of relief and apprehension. She steps back, watching me closely, her expression inscrutable. "You can move around the room," she says, her voice firm yet tinged with something softer. "But don't try to leave." I nod, understanding the implicit warning. Slowly, I sit up on the bed, stretching my limbs to regain some circulation.
My gaze lingers on Selena's retreating figure. My thoughts are a whirlwind of confusion and curiosity. Why does she insist on keeping me here? And why am I finding her dominating presence strangely intriguing? Despite the situation, I feel a stirring within me that I can't quite explain. As the minutes pass, I explore the room cautiously, noting every detail.
The room is sparsely furnished, with just a bed, a dresser, and a small chair in the corner. The walls are decorated with more photos of me, some recent, some taken in the past few weeks. I shiver as I realize the extent of her obsession. There is a collection of candles on the dresser, their wax dripping onto the surface below. I light one, needing the extra light to survey the rest of the room.
I walk over to the dresser and look through the drawers. Most of them are empty, but one contains several pairs of handcuffs, silk scarves, and other bondage items. I quickly close the drawer, feeling uneasy. I turn to the closet, which is also mostly empty except for a few articles of clothing hanging on hangers. I recognize one of them as the shirt I wore yesterday.
She's a complete psychopath. I scan the room carefully, looking for a way to escape this place. I go to the window, but it's locked. "Seriously? I have to think of something else." I have to escape, despite Selena's threat still ringing in my head.
My fingers brush the cool metal of the window latch again. I try to lift it, but it won't budge. It's locked tight. My heart pounds as I scan the room, desperately searching for another way out. The door is the only option, but I know Selena is guarding it. I tentatively approach the door, pressing my ear to it, listening for any movement outside. Silence greets me. Maybe she's gone.
I grip the doorknob, my palm slick with nervous sweat. Holding my breath, I twist it slowly, praying it won't creak. It turns silently, and I inch the door open, peeking out into the dimly lit hallway. The coast is clear. Selena must have left to tend to her duties elsewhere in the house. Or worse, she's hunting more prey. I step out into the hall, closing the door softly behind me.
I tiptoe down the hallway, my heart hammering in my chest. The old floorboards creak softly beneath my feet, each noise sending a jolt of panic through me. I pause at the top of the stairs, listening intently for any sign of Selena. All is quiet. With a deep breath, I descend the staircase, moving as swiftly and silently as possible. As I reach the bottom, I hear voices echoing from a nearby room.
I slowly approach the door and hear Selena's voice, but she's moaning and growling. "I'm so... hard to control myself around you Aiden! The beast inside me won't last long! Damn it, I'm coming again!" A blush fills my cheeks. I open the door slightly enough to see and my eyes widen in shock. She's stroking her big cock while looking at my pictures. God, she's really crazy.
I couldn't help but stare at Selena's massive cock, which she gripped firmly in her hand. Her hips bucked as she pumped herself faster, panting heavily. She groaned deeply as she came, thick white cum spurting from her cock and landing on the photographs strewn across the table. Her orgasm seemed to go on forever, ropes of cum splattering everywhere. Finally spent, Selena slumped back in her chair, breathing hard.
Suddenly she looked at the door and for a moment I panicked. This was actually my chance to escape. "Aiden?" She stood up, tucking her cock into her pants. She started to walk towards the door, the boards under her boots creaking ominously. Without waiting any longer, I rushed to the front door. Unfortunately for me, it was locked. "No! It's locked!" "Where do you think you're going?" Her deep, commanding voice cut through the air like a whip.