The Reaper's Red Queen

CHAPTER FOUR

Lila's Pov

I stood akimbo staring at my client, blindfolded with a red pice and tied to the bed rails with the leather belt I had used on him earlier. He laid here on the thick dark bed calmly, like he enjoys being helpless.

“So tell me, what do you do?”I asked, crawling up his body to kiss his neck, he gasped lightly, jerking his body as my lips touched his body. I bit his lips hard at his reaction, I could taste his blood on my tongue. I smirked as his still body, I could feel the whole of him react as I moved up to tease his neck line.

“I run a biker's club”, his voice was coarse as lined my body in between his legs. I could feel his thick member against my thigh, “Mhmm”, I continued raving his upper body. “I modify motorcycle for bike races”

“How good are you?”, I couldn't miss how yet, his body was calm at my doing. This was supposed to be a torture. “Good enough”.

I slapped his face, hard, “How good are you?”. I asked again. “Very good”. I smiled when I noticed the moan he let out when I hit his face.

Getting off his body to pick one of the floggers, Whack! The thick leathered whip landed on his thighs. “Turn your back and go on all fours”. Whack! Again on the same spot. Jax struggled a bit with his tied wrist but turned his back without delay. Whack! Rushed his back with several floggings that I lost count.

“Do you know what you're being punished for?” I asked taking deep breaths after lashing out at him, maybe this is Lila's desire for what he did at the club the other night.

“Yes, master”, still acting numb to the pain I just inflicted on his back. I threw the whip aside and removed the red blindfold from Jax, I stared into his teared eyes and all I could see was excitement. What the f**k!

“would you like me to make you feel good, master?” He asked in a sinister tone, I could have sworn I had him laugh. “not yet, I want you to make yourself good”. He moved to ready his member of your my command and I had to mentally comment on how big he was. I wondered, all I did was whip this big guy several times,

“Listen to my voice and follow my instructions, touch your deck and don't c*m until I tell you to”, picking up the disposed whip, I say leg opened before him.

Jax had this glint of excitement in his eyes as he focused his eyes on my cleavages. He moved to rub the oil next to the bed to carry out my command. He started off gently, rubbing up and down his member. Increasing his pace, his eyes raked down my body and so at my opened legs. My black leggings were cut through so he could see my clean coochie.

I observed his movements and saw he was holding off his highness, “ stop”. His hands came to a pause and stared at me in disbelief. I poured him a glass of bourbon, like the one he was drinking the other night.

His eyes shifted to more delight as he downed the glass I gave him, staring into my eyes. My red mask held my eye colour well enough, so I was rest assured.

“Again”. He started jerking himself off, with me still leg opened before him. A few minutes into the ride, “stop”.

“Again”, he enjoyed the little game I played with him. Every time he stops, jerks again, stares at me, he seems to be getting more aroused.

“Let go now”, he moaned his release in rasped breaths. He had this satisfied smile on his face that I wanted to punch so badly.

“That was intense, I love it” his voice rasped lightly as he seemed to be coming down from his release. “Most men would comment on how good I was”, I stated.

“Oh you are good. Intense and cruel and that's what I want”, he moved to put on his slack that was disposed of hours ago. “Why intense and cruel, you don't even use the safe word”

“That's the way of dealing with my mistakes ”, he closed off but I knew there's more to this discussion. “Why not forgive yourself rather than take more pain”, I asked intrigued by his taste.

“What I did cannot be forgiven. I need to pay dearly for it, all the rest of my life”, I stared at his changed countenance. Seems to notice my silent but intrigued face, “I was the team leader of 5 guys while I was in the marine”

“We were on a mission to rescue a classified item from the straits. I had the f*****g mission planned so I gave my boys instructions. It was successful, heaven sake, my plan worked. But I was wrong”, he was sitting next to the whip I had used on him earlier. He stared at the tool like he desired to be flogged more

“I was on the phone with my feet away, while my team mates were rejoicing around the box. They were damn happy, we hadn't slept for days. They didn't notice the item had a timer, 2 f*****g minutes was left when I glanced at the box. No alert, no sound”

“Before I could register what was happening, they were all gone. Minutes turned into seconds, why? Because I wasn't good enough to lead them right. Classified or not, I should have noted anything that could be of harm to my team”, he shaker his head like he was trying to forget what he had seen.

Turning to me, “That's why Red, I need you. I need to show me the pain each one of them felt that night. I need to feel all of it. And you are the best one for me”, he touched my nose playfully at the last statement he made.

I stared awed at his story and his desire.

“Would you like to work for me?” I glanced back to see that excitement again in his eyes. “Be my exclusive partner. I enjoyed our first night together and I want you just for myself”. I gaped at him, not sure if I should be excited as well.

“I'll pay you more, that's no worries, so what is your response? Red, I need you to be my exclusive partner”.

I locked eyes with the man that refused to advise me into his club days ago, here before me offering to take me as his dominant partner. I knew Jax was definitely an interesting client.