The Enemy's Puppet

Prologue

"f**k off, Leon" Screamed Hazel, as she turned around to walk out of his apartment after a heated argument.

But before she could take a step forward, she felt her arm being held and pulled to make her face him again, with him towering over her 5'2" frame.

"I would mind my words if I was you Kitten" he drawled in his panty dripping whisper, tucking her caramel hair strand behind her ear, making her quit resisting against his strong stature.

Dipping his head in the space between her neck and shoulder, he nuzzled his nose as she arched her head to the other side, forgetting everything that just happened, forgetting why she was mad at him.

With the tip of his tongue, Leon teased her sensitive neck and smirked as a pleasure-filled moan left her dainty throat. He knew he had succeeded in mitigating the argument. Again.

Her dainty hands reached out to hold him, but were unable to achieve the goal as they were held half way by his large rough palm, giving her no control of the situation, and mentally pushing her to her submissive headspace.

She whimpered as he suckled her neck lazily as his free arm teased her petite love handles, "Leoo"

"Yes, Kitten" he answered, being in complete control of her body and her mind.

"Please" she whimpered, not being able to take the teasing touch linger on her body anymore.

"Please what kitten?" He teased and moved his palms down her sides, to reach her perfect little ass, before giving it a good squeeze and accepting the heavy breathy moan.

"Please don't tease me, Leo." her whimper came out as a plea for mercy which Leon had no intention of showing.

"You were such a bad girl, Kitten." Leon spoke, massaging her ass as he still nibbed on her sensitive spot.

"Ahh!"

"I am sorry, Leo." She breathed her words as she tried to get clear headed.

"Jump" he ordered as he left her arms and held her up so that she could wrap her legs around his hips, before walking upstairs, to his room.

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Stepping into his room, he placed her gently on the bed and crawled his way to her body, only to stop with his knees on each side of her hips.

She arched her back as she writhed on the bed, desperately holding herself back from touching his broad chest, knowing it was him who fired the shots in bed.

"Stay still" he was stern in his command, making her body comply with its master and stop almost instantly, before pulling his belt out from the belt loops, staring straight in her eyes with a dead face, which made her drip her already wet panties a bit more.

"Tell me what you want Babygirl?" He asked in his sexy whisper, rolling the belt around his palm.

"Uh-" Hazel hesitated, still not used to the idea of asking for anything in bed. But with Leon, he would not let go of a single chance to sexually embarrass her and leave her with no other option than obliging all his s****l orders, in order to just please him. Not getting an answer, Leo's eyes darkened.

"Tell me Kitten, what is it that you want me to do to you? To your body?" He asked again, and Hazel let out a shaky breath with an uncertain answer, "I want you to tou- touch me?"

"Just that, Kitten?" He questioned as he pulled both her palms, almost pulling her to him, and looped the belt lazily around her wrist, eliciting a whimper-y moan from her throat.

"I- I want yo- you to make lo- love to me" she stammered as she kept looking at his hands enclosing hers in the kinky trap of his belt while looking straight at her.

"I don't make love, kitten, you know that." he pulled her trapped wrists to the headboard and leaned down, almost touching her lips with his as he continued in a whisper, "I f**k"

She gulped.

This was becoming too hot for her to handle, and she couldn't believe in herself when she heard herself speak, "Then f**k me, Leo."

"Sir"

"Huh?" She looked at him confused but was answered immediately "It's Sir in the bedroom, Kitten."

Gulping, she nodded, muttering a little "Yes, Sir" and blushed when she heard him groan. She was a natural submissive, and he helped her with exploring that even better in bed. She would do anything to please her boyfriend. Her constant need to be with Leo, had made her blindly do things that she knew she wouldn't otherwise.

But, she'd do anything, to just make him happy. Any day.

Attacking his rough lips on her plumpy ones, Leon's palms reached her sides again in desperation, feeling her curves as he took her breath away in the kiss, making her moan in his mouth, letting him dominate her mouth, not putting up a fight at all. Just the way he liked.

Hazel tried to hold him by the neck, only to be disappointed when she met a certain resistance to her wrists, as they were tied up to the bedrest bars. Whimpering in his mouth, she withered like the delicate flower she is. Leon smirked. She was at his mercy. And will always be.

"Leon" she tried to force him away as she felt breathless and accomplished the task. She heaved, as her chest raised and dropped in an unsynchronized pattern of breathing.

Leon settled his face on her neck, exploiting her sensitive spot again, as his palms now reached her buds and played with them to calm his breathing down too.

Their lust-filled trance was broken by the ringing of Hazel's phone, which made Leon pull himself back up, and open Hazel's wrists to let her grab her phone.

"Lucas?" She questioned as she got the phone from the side table and contemplated answering the call, not knowing why he would call her all of a sudden.

She looked at Leon and found him raging at the caller id, as he stared at the sky through the balcony, probably trying to control his anger. For her. Hence, she decided against answering the call, wanting to focus on her boyfriend at the moment.

The ringer went off and she was about to put it away when it rang again, forcing Hazel to answer this time. Knowing Lucas wouldn't keep calling without any strong reason. Leon heaved an angry breath and sat down on the edge of the bed as he heard her talk.

"Yes Luca?"

"..."

"WHAT!?" His ears perked up at the panic in her shout.

"Okay, I'll be there soon" she answered and stood up immediately, grabbing her stuff from his room.

"Hey, what happened? Are you leaving?" Leon asked, not happy with her leaving so early. That, too, after such a heavy makeout.

"Daddy's in hospital, I gotta go. Will keep you in the loop. Bye, love you", she kissed him and left, leaving a baffled Leon in his room, alone.

His expression turned from clueless to angry the next moment as he pushed the side table on the floor in rage. Kicking the bed twice, he heaved an angry breath as he ran his fingers through his hair, "I'll f*****g destroy you Styles'."