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Promises
by Toran
I
heard her stirring through the murky depths of early morning sleep, felt the
cold metal bands of the handcuffs click around my wrists.� I pulled myself up from the drowsiness,
remembering last night and my promise to her.
�Shhhh� she whispered in my ear, her sweet breath heavy on
my earlobe, her lips fleetingly on my neck.�
I opened my eyes and her face was propped up on the pillow, her big
brown eyes staring intently into mine.�
These were the eyes that I made my promise to last night.� My freedom today, and likely my eternal soul
were given to these eyes.� And they
swallowed me up into their fierce depth.
Her
smile, just touching the corners of her mouth, was enough to tell me that my
price was accepted and now, at least today, I was hers.� Her hand went through my hair and she purred,
just like a cat.� She knew that the
purring turned me on more than anything � something so sexist would turn away
most women, but her confidence and strong-will simply turned it into a weapon
to be used to reduce me to toy status.
I felt
her fingers soothe my head, my hands locked behind me
by steel, my dick throbbing beneath the cool pre-dawn sheets, and stared into
the eyes of my captor.� My stomach
twitched with the now familiar unease and insane attraction that she could
create.
She
was very much the cat - her purr could mean either contentment or danger.� Tranquility and independent passiveness gave
way in a heartbeat to fierce animal lust, to be satiated by the spilling of
blood.� Not always physical blood.� It went deeper than that.� The blood she drank as her claws left me
marked as her mate, was the blood of my soul.� And by drinking, she consumed me in a way
that made us one.� One
force.� One
being.� She was a feline vampire,
and I was forever her prey.
Her
fingers caught a clump of my hair and I was roughly pulled into her lips.� Her tongue plunged down my throat and I
tasted her.� Her head now lay on the
pillow and her free hand found one of my nipples.� Like claws, her fingernails traced a light
bead around the tiny nub, while her tongue fought with mine for control of my
mouth.� Her leg straddled my thigh and
quickly I was turned onto my back, my cuffed hands trapped beneath me.� She rose up, her lips never leaving mine, and
gracefully sank onto my dick, while both of her claws drew sharp circles around
my nips.� Her purr was gone, replaced
with an animal hum, her hair falling around our heads like cascading water,
hiding us from the infant morning light.
Then
she came.� I tasted blood as she bit into
my lower lip, her fingernails digging deep into the flesh of my chest, her
thrusts driving my hips down into the bedding then pulling me off as her
muscles tightened around my dick.� Her
body tensed, on the verge of being totally consumed by the mind-numbing current
racing through it and her head arched back and for the briefest of moments, the
first ray of light spilling through the curtains left me with the imprint of my
angel, frozen in time, my cat, my captor, my love.
Then,
with a soft sigh, she collapsed on me, a warm, naked bundle of flesh and
nervous giggles.� Her dancing eyes told
me that this was just the first act of something bigger, something both sinister and wonderful, prancing in her head.� �Shhh� she
whispered, gently licking the little dot of blood from my lip.
With
that, she was gone, into the kitchen to start the coffee, a fluffy robe about
the body that she had given to me to share, as mine was hers.� I rolled back onto my side, relieving the
pressure from my cuffed wrists and gazed out at the new day.� My balls throbbed and my unsatisfied dick lay
hard on the cool sheets.� I smiled,
wondering where my promise would take us.