Erotic One Shots

Number 22 - My Slave

I was not supposed to talk to him, I was not supposed to even look at him. He was a warrior, a slave, a horse to bet on in the fighting world. He was the best and he belonged to my father, his trump card to play as he wished. I was constantly told not to come here, not to visit his cell, not to even talk to what was beneath me. I was forbidden, but I could not help myself. My parents were out, not due to return till tomorrow, this was my chance.

Creeping down the stone steps, I remained silent as I hiked up my dress. The smell of blood was overwhelming thick in the air as I continued to descend the staircase. Hearing a noise I jerked to the wall, my knuckles grazing against the serrated stone wall. My heart shuddered in my chest, bile rising in my throat. I heard he won last night, won but nearly fell. Upping the stakes, they were adding more warriors each time he fought. Trying to break him down.

Reaching the base of the stairs I took small steps forward towards the cells. Was he okay? Was he hurt? Slowly moving closer and closer, my eyes started to adjust in the darkness. His figure becoming clearer in the back corner of the cell. He was slumped, sitting against the wall. Rushing forward to the bars his voice sounded as he remained unmoving, “Lissa. What are you doing here? Leave.” Dropping my dress so the base fell to the floor, I curled my fingers around the bars, my body trembling from the cold biting into my body.

This was it, this time I was going to get him out. We were going to leave here, leave together if that is what he wanted. Grasping the key tightly in my hands, I could feel the edge cut into my skin. Silently standing in place, I reached my hand out toward Asin. “Come here Asin.” My tone was commanding as he narrowed his eyes before looking around the space as if he felt someone’s eyes on us. Moving, I watched as his body stood from the floor closing the distance between us swiftly. Moving into the light his bronze sun kissed skin was covered in sand and blood, it marred every inch of his body making him look like a blood thirsty barbarian. It was said that was part of his appeal, his fame.

His hand stretching out from his body, he took my own within his grasp. His warm hand completely encapsulating my own. “What happened? You are hurt.” Looking down at our hands, I could see the fresh blood seeping from where I had grazed my knuckles on to his already blood stained hands. Allowing the key to drop into his hand, he paused as I pulled back, my hands resting by my sides. Realization hitting him, he stared into my eyes before looking down to the floor with an unreadable expression.

A hand suddenly circling my waist, I was ripped from the bars. “N..o”. The word died in my throat as cold hands banded me against a body. Maron’s scent drifted into my nose as my face screwed up in response. “Let me go!” My cold words were like ice, slicing through the air as his grip tightened on me.

“Now now Angel, is that anyway to speak to your fiancé.” His lips descended to place a kiss to my cheek.

Turning my face trying to avoid the contact. “What are you doing here Maron?”

Shaking me harshly, “behave Lissa, I do not have to be gentle with you.” Obeying I stayed still, like a doll, just the way he liked it. “Three more days and I will have you anyway I want you.” His fingers moving across my abs, they descended to my centre.

“You cannot be here, you cannot do this, my father…”

Cut off, his voice sounded amused, “your father owes me a lot of money Lissa.” Once again moving his hands, this time to hold my breast in his fingers I squeaked out in pain as his exerted too much pressure. “You will be the start of his payment. Now be a good girl and do as I say, your parents will not be home till tomorrow morning, so we have plenty of time to get to know each other better before the wedding.”

Darting forward, Asin’s body met the bars, a thunk sounding against the metal, as he reached for us. Maron leapt back taking me with him as he released a shaky laugh. I felt him tremble behind me, Asin scared him. Swallowing down his laugher, Maron carted me off towards the exit. His hand gripping my own, abruptly stopping as his finger slid through the wet patch of blood lacing my knuckles. Brining my hand into the light, “who f*****g touched you?” His voice boomed through the cells so loudly that I jumped in fright.

Just as his hands gripped my forearms, he released them, turning towards Asin’s cell. Stomping forward he looked through the bar as if trying to locate him in the dark. “Beast, did you touch my woman?” His voice was feral as he gripped the bars. Suddenly falling inwards, the unlocked door swung into the cell. Off balance, Maron fell to the floor. Panic infiltrating his movements, he crawled backwards across the floor trying to exit the cell quickly as possible. Managing to scramble to his feet, Maron pulled the door closed, a breath of relief leaving his body.

Observing the scene from the bottom of the staircase, I watched as Asin stepped out from the darkness behind Maron. Gripping him by the back of his shirt, Asin threw Maron forwards. Maron’s head slamming into the bars knocking him unconscious, before Asin locked him in the cell. Turning to face me, a lump caught in my throat as I swallowed hard.

I was frozen in place, I did not know whether to run to Asin or from him. It was the exact reason I had never before tried to set him free. I had touched him, kissed him, god we had done almost everything we could, the bars between us permitting. The question was, did he do it because he wanted to escape, or because he also had feelings for me. This was the moment I had always waited for and dreamed about, but also feared and had nightmares surrounding. What if he just left? What if he hurt me? Used me like a fool.

Thudding against the floor, Asin’s footsteps grew closer and closer. Each step sending jolts of uncertainty through me. Raising my head to look him in the eyes, I felt a sense of unease set in gripping my heart like it was in a vice. His eyes peering down into my own his voice intoxicated my senses, “Lissa.” His hand reaching down to once again grasp my injured knuckles, he examined the wound before bringing it to his lips. Feeling a senses of security at his innocent action, I squeezed his hand taking the initiative pulling him from the cells.

“Come on, my parents do not return until tomorrow. We need to get you cleaned up and out of here.” Cautious to avoid servants, I pulled Asin through the house to my private chambers where a bath waited, prepared for use. Pointing to the bathing area, “stay here and wash, I am just going to go get you some clean clothes. Turning to leave I watched as he headed in the direction I pointed.

Sneaking down to the stables, I pulled out a hidden bag with sets of clothes for Asin. Holding tightly to the clothes, I felt my body heat under the thought of returning while he was bathing. Sitting down, I stayed in the stable for a few minutes longer, wanting to give him the privacy he deserved. The privacy he had lacked for literally years. Arriving back at my bedroom, I slowly moved forward towards the bathing area to find it empty. A streak of fear overtaking me, a single thought ran through me. He left.

Abandoned, I felt abandoned as I sunk to my knees on the floor. My chest rattling, I could feel the tears building in my eyes, why did I not come straight back? Did he even wash? Or did he leave the second I walked out? Before the tears could brim the lids of my eyes, giant hands gripped my hips pulling me up from the floor. “What is wrong Lissa? Why are you crying?”

Turning, I could not even control my actions as I launched myself at his body. Wrapping my arms around as much of him as I could manage. Words surged through my lips, “I thought you left me.”

Doing something he had refused to do since the day he came here and every day since to my father. Something he refused again and again, regardless of the beatings he incurred. Asin dropped to his knees, his arms winding around my waist. “I am yours master, do with me as you wish.”

Total selfishness taking over, I rushed out my words, “never leave me Asin.” His eyes turning darker by the second I felt his hands slide around my body as he stood, lifting me into his arms. Retracing his steps, Asin walked me toward the bed. He was clean, his bronze skin still slick from the water of the bathing pool and he was naked. An erection standing proudly between his legs I watched the length on him with utter concern. There was no way that was going to fit.

Stroking my hand down his face, I tried to ignore the thoughts as I could now see and focus on all the fine scars littering his body. Each one depicting a fight literally for his life as I sat there watching him in the crowd week after week, year after year. He fought to live, fought to eat, my family near destroyed him. Yet he was so gentle, so soft, so beautiful and loyal.

Answering my request, “Never. I will never leave you Lissa.” Filled with confidence, his voice sounded strongly. Placed gently in the sheets, I could not resist stretching out my tense and tight body. Standing upright, a smirk I had never seen before moved across Asin’s face as he watched me. Following his eyes, they raked down my body as he kneeled on the bed, his body hovering over my own. Our faces coming closer to each other. “This is your last chance Lissa, there is no turning back after this. You will be mine.”

His body dropped, pinning me beneath him as his finger intertwined with my own holding them to the covers either side of my head. Averting my gaze, I gathered my confidence before looking back into his awaiting eyes. “I do not want to turn back.” Moving beneath him, I thrusted my hips lightly forward pressing into his poised man hood.

His hands tightening around my own. “Do not tease me Lissa, it has been a long time. I do not want to hurt you.” I watched as his jaw tightened, his restraint seizing his muscles as he closed his eyes slightly shaking his head. We only had tonight, then we would be on the road, on the run for potentially weeks or months, possibly years. I had been dreaming about this night for months, though never getting past the what if’s whether he would stay, I had not thought about our one night together before we left.

Now in this moment, I could feel my body, the changes within it as it craved more. It craved him, this man was almost all I could think about in my every waking moment. His body, his life, his torment and the small moments we spent together in between. To think that I had met him on a whim, that I had thought myself above him, I was a fool.

Watching his still tight jaw and closed eyes as he tried to rein in his desires, I felt a sense of annoyance. I did not want him to control himself, I wanted him to be free. Raising my neck from the bed, I pressed my lips firmly against his own as I once again thrusted my hips forward. This time I could feel his erect manhood pressing firmly between my legs. Asin’s almost black eyes snapped open as his gaze pierced into my own, a silent warning to stop or bare the consequences.

Again, I did not want to stop, I did not know it before, but my body was craving this, craving him. Kissing him harder, I licked at the seam of his lips, whimpering out when he did not open or return my kiss. I felt rejection wash through me as I slumped back into the bad making no move to touch him any further. “If you do not want me Asin, then go, you are free. You do not need to pretend with me.” Turning my head away again, I struggled beneath him to move away from his hold.

I would not tie him to myself if that was not what he wanted, he was free. He could go as he pleased. Finally wiggling free of his body, I turned to my belly climbing out from underneath him. A hand coming down in the centre of my back pushed me into the mattress. Yelling out to complain, the only sounds that came out were muffled moans in blanket as I heard the material of my dress rip. The sound reverberated through the room as the cool air kissed against my skin bared skin.

I felt goose bumps break out across my suddenly bared body, as his warm calloused hand trailed down my back smoothly grazing against my skin. With a strained tone, “you have no idea how many times I have pictured you underneath me Lissa.” My whole body trembling, I felt something I could not explain in my lower half. His hand sliding underneath my hips, I was forced to my knees, my face still secured in the covers. His body aligning with my own, I felt his erection rub against the crevice of my ass as his chest lay against my back. His raised scars scrapping across the skin of my back causing a sensation of friction.

His arm underneath me started moving downward, colliding with my aching core. His mouth moving to my ear, I felt his warm breath against my neck as he whispered in my ear. “Or how much I have wanted to touch this little p***y of yours.” Before I even knew what was happening, tingles ran through my body as I was pushed further forward into the mattress. All I could do was moan out, unable to control my reactions as his fingers continually rubbed at my p***y. Screaming out, I felt his body move further down forcing my ass higher in the air.

Warmth suddenly enveloped my core. Jerking away from the sensation, a chuckle left Asin as he flipped me on the mattress in a second. His lips coming down on mine, I kissed him back, but he tasted weird, like nothing he had ever tasted of before. Obviously noticing my confused face, “that is what you taste like Lissa.” Furrowing my brow, I did not understand what he meant till he once again moved down my body, his lips moving towards my heating core.

“No,” I screamed out as I realized what he was doing. Dirty, that was dirty. Ignoring my protests, a hand grazed up my chest fondling my breast while holding me down to the bed at the same time. Struggling, I could not stop him as his mouth once again connected to my core once more. I could feel his tongue lathering the area flicking at my c**t causing my body to pulse. It burned and throbbed as my knees shook, squeezing his shoulders between them. Using his hands to widen my legs, his fingers trailed up my inner thigh capturing the escaping wetness.

Adding a finger into the mix, I felt one slip through my entrance sliding deep into my core. Pausing for a second, Asin watched my core, looking at it like there was something wrong with it. “Lissa… are you a virgin?” Turning my head, I refused to answer embarrassment sending my cheeks a flush of red. His fingers tunnelling inside me once again, I felt him poke and prod against my walls causing my p***y to clench down. Sucking my c**t into his mouth one last time he nibbled at it as my whole body responded spasming around his fingers still buried deep in my core.

Panting hard, sweat started to seep from my body lining my skin with a dampness. Asin’s face moving back up my body looming over my own, “This is going to hurt Lissa, I cannot hold back any longer.” Before I could take in his words in, I felt like a sword had just entered my body to the hilt. Watching Asin’s face, I scream out as I felt like I was being cut, torn apart from the inside. Staying still for the briefest of moments, Asin’s lips took over my own as he thrust his tongue in my mouth. The taste of myself was overwhelming as he exited my body.

Releasing my mouth, he sat up right gripping my hips. Pulling me harshly to his body, he once again slid deep inside me. Eyes widening, I felt the pain once more as I felt liquid pool between my legs silently begging for more. The sting was turning into a burn as tears once again brimmed at my eyes. Watching my face intently, I could see Asin grit his teeth as he started pumping his erection in and out of my body with no signs of stopping or slowing down. His fingers digging into my hips, he pulled my body to his meeting each thrust with force.

Pain speared through my body as my hands gripped as his body. “Asin!”

A groan leaving his throat, he quickened his pace. Warm liquid flowing from my centre I cried out as my body once again spasmed uncontrollably around his throbbing c**k. Patches of black filling my vision I felt a tear leak from my eye sliding down my cheek as utter pleasure filled my body.

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