Debt

Debt

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Chris sat behind a stack of papers on her desk.

"My Lady," Salome said as he entered her quarters. "There is a matter I need to discuss with you."

"What is it?" She asked, not looking up. He was an eyesore.

"A personal matter, My Lady." He took a long breath. "I love you, Chris."

She looked at him and then she laughed.

He froze, and his eyes grew cold.

She was still laughing at him.

He raised his hand, the wind rune on it glowing, and in a moment the room was bathed in a green glow.

She fell asleep, almost instantly.

He walked up behind her and lifted her from the desk, pressing her face to his as the embarrassment turned to rage. "You stupid bitch! I MADE YOU!"

Her head lolled against his chest and he licked her neck, enjoying the smoothness of her tender, virginal skin.

He smirked. He would have her, one way or another. Carrying her to the back half of the room, he lay her on the bed and ripped off her clothes. When she was finally naked, he stepped back and admired her.

Leaning over her, his mouth found her breasts and he began to lick her nipples. They rose at his touch, exciting him. His hand wandered down her stomach, gently teasing her skin until they ventured inside of her. She wasn't ready, he decided. He would have to fix that before he took her.

Tenderly kissing his way down her body, he nuzzled his way between her legs. Finally there, he lapped at her insides. Her scent was sweet, and her walls warm. It did nothing much excite him more. He licked her until she spread wide enough to receive him, the juices from inside of her wetting his nose. She whimpered a little from within her slumber, and it aroused him even more.

He stepped back for a moment to remove his clothes, using only one hand while the other stayed inside her to keep her ready. His coat. His belt. His pants. His trousers. After tossing them off the bed, he rolled her onto her stomach. Positioning himself behind her, he lifted her hips to the perfect angle, and then pushed himself into her, gasping at the first pleasures of penetration.

She fell forward, and he pulled her back onto him, cradling her as he forced himself deeper inside. His hands wrapped around her chest, venturing around her supple breasts, and tracing circles around the tender skin there. He rocked himself, pulling her with him, plunging further and further into her and holding back his moans for fear someone would hear. His mouth yearned for something, so he licked her back as he pressed himself all around her, caressing her limp body.

And then she moaned; she was awakening. He lifted her off of him and lay her back on the bed. He considered his options, and decided to let her stay awake. He wanted to feel her. He wanted to look into her eyes when he climaxed. He wanted her to feel him, too.

He reached down to the floor and found his belt. He wrapped it around her wrists and then to the bedpost. Her eyes fluttered, but she still hadn't fully regained consciousness. He brought his mouth down to her breasts and kissed them while he waited.

Finally she did open her eyes. Confused, she said, "Sa...Salome?"

"Yes, My Lady," he replied before using his fingers to spread her open again.

She twitched and tried to pull away, but the belt wouldn't let her. She squirmed against him, inadvertantly tightening herself around him as he entered her.

He smirked and leaned on her shoulders to hold her down as she twisted. He pushed into her rhymathically, forcing himself deeper and deeper inside of her each time.

She cried out as her body lost control and shuddered against him, all of her muscles contracting at once.

He grinned at her as she fought to catch her breath and wrapped his hands around her neck. "My turn now, Chris."

Rocking into her as fast as he could, she yelped in pain and struggled for air at each thrust as her tender insides were rubbed unmercifully.

When his moment did come, he arched his back into her, blasting his seed into her warmth. In the ecstacy, he inadvertantly pressed all of his weight against her neck. A moment later he gave her a quick kiss on the forehead and then rolled off of her.

But she was dead, strangled by his own hand.

THE END.