The Devil's Pawn

Warning; Explicit
He pushed me up against the wall, my shoulder blades painfully pressing into the concrete of the building.

“We’re going to have some fun that evening.” His voice was low, husky. I bit my lip,
closing my eyes as his fingers roughly gripped my hips. “I’m going to get you on that bed in
nothing but a bra and panties. You’re going to pant, so very softly, as I run my hands down
your sides. You’ll unhook your bra, quickly tossing it out of the way so I can take a tit into my
mouth, sucking gently. I’ll slowly pull your panties down to your knees, slowly pull them to
your ankles, slide your feet out and spread your legs. I’ll stretch them as far as they can go
while I lick at your perky red nipple in my mouth. You’ll be panting more now as your
heartbeat increases.

“I’ll flick my tongue over your nipple and give it a good tug with my teeth. You’ll let out a
small moan, but that won’t be enough to satisfy the beast. Slowly, oh so very slowly, I’ll trail
my teeth down your breast, moving my mouth away. You’ll pout. You want it back. It felt so
nice there. So very good. But I’ve got more fun planned.

“You’re not done yet.

“I move your legs as far apart as they can go, bracing them with my own. Your skin is
stretched and completely visible. Softly, I run a hand down your lips. Not the ones on your
face… a little… lower. You shudder softly from the pent up pleasure. I take your clitoris
between my thumb and my forefinger and gently rub it softly. Your fingers curl around the bed
sheets from the tension as I slowly build up the pleasure.

“You moan my name softly as I run a finger through the folds of your lips. It feels good,
doesn’t it? I ask. You can barely stand to nod. I pull my hand completely away, sticking up my
middle finger. Your eyes are closed tightly with anticipation. Just barely, I poke my finger into
you. You’re tight; that I already know. You’re a virgin. Your breathing exhilarates as I slide up
to the first knuckle. Second knuckle. My entire finger is inside of you.

“You’re warm on the inside. Incredibly warm. Slowly I pumped my finger in and out of
you. In and out. In and out. That doesn’t seem to be enough for you, does it? I push the
middle finger aside as I slip in my forefinger as well. Two fingers are inside of you, rubbing
up and down the inside of your walls. You begin to moan now as I increase speed. It’s slow
still. In and out. In and… out. You beg me to go faster; harder; better.

“I chuckle and tell you to wait.

“You’ve been waiting for a long time. But I need a little longer. I begin to pump you faster
just like you ask, sliding my fingers in even farther than the first time I fingered you. Your
hands are still curled into fists. My eyes rake over your naked body as you start to climax, the
moans coming more and more often. Your nipples are perked up tightlJust barely, I poke my
finger into you. You’re tight; that I already know. You’re a virgin. Your breathing exhilarates as
I slide up to the first knuckle. Second knuckle. My entire finger is inside of you.

“You’re warm on the inside. Incredibly warm. Slowly I pumped my finger in and out of
you. In and out. In and out. That doesn’t seem to be enough for you, does it? I push the
middle finger aside as I slip in my forefinger as well. Two fingers are inside of you, rubbing
up and down the inside of your walls. You begin to moan now as I increase speed. It’s slow
still. In and out. In and… out. You beg me to go faster; harder; better.

“I chuckle and tell you to wait.

“You’ve been waiting for a long time. But I need a little longer. I begin to pump you faster
just like you ask, sliding my fingers in even farther than the first time I fingered you. Your
hands are still curled into fists. My eyes rake over your naked body as you start to climax, the
moans coming more and more often. Your nipples are perked up tightly, the red peaks
mountains on your body. My mouth waters at the site of this.

“I maneuver my hand so that I can rub your throbbing clitoris with my other hand. The
pleasure has increased. You’re moaning—almost screaming my name now. You’re
climaxing. My dick is throbbing in my boxers, but I want you to finish. You need to finish.

“You go higher and higher into your climax.

“I pull out.”

I sucked in a deep breath, my legs shaky. Trenton is supporting me now, the leg
between my thighs holding me up. I’m wet.

He knows.

He continues.

“You groan. You ache. Your body needs to climax. You pull a hand free off of the sheets
to finish yourself off. I grab it from you, forcing you to sit up. You grimace. You’re mad at me. I
wouldn’t let you finish. I smirk, rubbing your hand over top of my throbbing penis.

“‘Do it’ you moan. You’re a greedy little girl. You lean forward to rub your tits on my bare
chest. I can feel you poking into me. I’m still hard from listening to you almost climax.

“You want me so badly.

“You start to pull my boxers down. You want them with your panties; on the floor. I easily
oblige. As you slip them off of my legs, your face is so close to my erect cock. Your eyes can’t
help but wander. Hesitantly, you touch your lips to my tip. Pre-cum is already glazed over top.
Your eyes close as you open up, accepting my tip.

“You think that maybe you can give me a revenge. Bring me to the peak and then stop. I
only chuckle, loving the way your tongue swirls around my skin. I lean back on the bed. You
climb on top of me. I force you to move so that I can have a little fun too.

“Sixty-nine. That’s what it’s called. You want me to do it. You want it so badly. You’ve
entered me almost completely into your mouth. Seductively, you wiggle your tight little ass in
front of my face. I can see everything from this angle. My hands curl around your thigh as you
suck my cock.

“I cum into your mouth.

“You swallow.

“I smack your ass so hard there’s a hand print.”

I moaned, my fingers curling around his shirt. Trenton chuckled darkly, relentlessly
continuing. I felt as though I was leaving a stain on his pants. He pressed his thigh so hard
against my crotch; I wouldn’t have been able to help it.

“You slowly take your mouth off of my cock. I’m coming down from my orgasm as you
pout on the bed. You’re angry that I finished and you didn’t. I smirk at you, making a promise
to finish you tonight. Finish you like you’ve never finished before.

“You like the sound of that.

“You warn me that you’ll finish yourself if you have to. I tell you that’s a kinky thought, but
it won’t happen.

“I chain you to the bed posts by your wrists. Your legs I leave open. They’re mine to play
with. Especially what’s between them. You squirm to get comfortable, knowing what’s
coming next. I think a girl chained up is incredibly kinky, don’t you? Ass naked, tied to my
bed, completely ready for whatever sinister deeds I have up my sleeves?”

I shuddered, nodding.

Trenton continues.

“I flick your nipples painfully. You cry out at that. It hurts so good, though. Your ass is still
read from my hand. It looks sexy. I grab a leg, wrapping one around my waist. You think I’m
going to enter you. I don’t. I press your juicy, wet pussy to my waist, groaning. You beg me to
do something. You’re beginning to pant again.
“I recognize the signs. You want me to finger you. You dirty girl. I want to do so much
more to you.

“I spread your legs again, stretching once more as far as you can go. Your lips glisten in
the dim light with the cum you’ve already produced. But I know there’s more in you. I’m going
to bring it all out. I bend my head down, kissing your belly button. You squirm as I slowly, so
slowly, move my lips down to yours.

“I slide my tongue out, trailing gently over top of your pussy. You moan, much louder this
time. It brings out the animal inside of me. I lick over your clitoris gently. It’s warm and
throbbing, just like I thought. Gently, I tease it with my teeth. You’re aching. I lick my tongue
down your sides softly, playfully. You’re breathing increases, doesn’t it? You like what I’m
doing.

“I slide my tongue over top of your hole. You beg me to fuck you. You want it so badly. I
lick you all over, making your vagina throb. You start to climax as I begin to finger you once
more. My lips pleasure your clitoris while my fingers pleasure your hole.

“You’re going higher and higher again.

“I can feel you getting ready to cum.

“I smirk into your pussy, telling you no. You need to wait for me to let you cum. Your body
aches. You don’t like this rule.

“I threaten to stop if you cum early.

“You plead with me. You have to cum.

“I want to watch you cum so badly. My cock throbs against your leg. You can feel my own
cum starting to slip you. It’s warm as it runs down your leg, staining the bed sheets. You
protest that this isn’t fair.

“All in good time, I promise you.

“Your moans are loud. Much louder than they’ve ever been as I continue to lick you all over. You scream that you need to cum.

“I ask that you wait just a little longer.

“You plead with me that you can’t.

“I think you can.

“You’re holding it in like a good girl. I can see that. My tongue is still at work with your
clitoris. It doesn’t like that I’m making you hold it. You’re not used to this kind of torture. You
let a little slip… and then it all comes.

“No pun intended.

“I pull my mouth back, riding you off with just my fingers. Your body arches against my
hand as I continue to pump you in and out. In and out.

“Once you’re done, I roll you onto your side. You think it hurts. Your wrists are still hand
cuffed to my bed posts. I angle your little ass my way and smack my hand against it. I can
see your skin move from the impact. A matching hand print will form. You cry out in pain.

“I told you to wait until I let you cum.

“I bring my hand down again, and again. I give you two, three, four more spankings until
I’m settled. You bite your lip to hold in the pain… or is it pleasure? Your red little ass looks
painfully. I feel bad for having to punish you, but you’ve been a naughty girl.

“Mercifully, I massage each cheek with a hand. You give a contented sigh. Slowly, I nudge your cheeks farther apart, pressing my cock in between. You squeeze tightly, shaking
your head furiously. You don’t want to do that kind of thing.

“I shake my head and promise you I won’t. I pull your cheeks apart, just poking the tip of
my cock at your hole. I don’t push in. I rub myself against you. You give a soft whimper that
you like it. But I respect your word and don’t go any farther. My fingers accidentally slide
around front and begin to stroke your bad pussy.

“I roll you back over onto your back. You want to tie me up.

“I kindly oblige.

“You take the hand cuffs and cuff them tightly around my wrists. You press your naked
body against mine, giving me a taste of everything I deserve. As you link the metal cuffs to
the bed post, you purposely push your breasts into my face. I nip at them, leaving my own
little mark on you. You pull away, moving slowly down my body.

“A trail of liquid glistens on my chest from you. You’re wet again; I can tell. I want you to lick it off of me. You stop as your ass presses against my penis. It’s erect once more. It stands straight up, touching your skin. I can feel every movement you make against it as you lean down. You maneuver yourself so that my tip is just barely poking at your delicious privates.

“They’re not so private anymore.

“You lean down, running your tongue over the trail of wetness you’ve left behind. You
must clean up your mess. You look so sexy as you lick up and down my chest.

“I tell you to get on with your trick.

“You want me to wait.

“You scramble off of the bed, grabbing an enclosed condom. Slowly you tear the
wrapper apart, gently running the latex over my erect penis. You position yourself over top of
me, getting ready to slowly slide yourself around me.

“I buck my hips, forcing myself into you. Your fingers curl around my hips, leaving red
marks on them. A dark smile crosses your lips as you begin to ride me. Slowly at first, but
quickly we build up speed.

“This is the third time I make you cum tonight.

“We cum together.

“You uncuff me, falling on the bed exhausted.

“You’ve been a naughty girl, and a naughty girl must be punished, I say. You pout. You
look adorable when you do.

“It almost makes it impossible for me to punish you.

“Almost.

“I sit on the side on the bed, motioning for you to come over. You quickly hurry over, not
sure of what I’m doing. I force you on the ground and bend you over top of my knee. I slap my
hand on your ass. You lurch forward, digging your fingernails into my thigh.

“I smack your ass again, watching as your whole body moves with it. You cry out. I feel
as though one more will do. I reach onto my dresser and pull out a book. It’s a heavy one.
Your eyes bulge when you see it, but you say nothing.

“You want it to hurt.

“You dirty girl.

“I smack you with that hard on the ass. You’re in a lot of pain, I can tell. But you don’t
want it to end. I pick you up, moving you onto my bed with me.

“The lights go off.

“The cuffs tucked away.

“I pull the sheets over us and feel you giving me a goodnight handy underneath.”

~*~

Trenton’s words left me in a daze the rest of the day. I hadn’t been expecting it.

We had barely walked out of the school when he pulled me around the back where the
flow of students wasn’t.

He left without a warning.

I slid onto the ground, shaken by the pure lust that had overpowered me. The grass was
warm against my bottom. I sucked in a shaky breath, opening my eyes slowly.

The area around me was almost completely empty.

It was a good thing too. The show that Trenton and I had been putting on just a few
seconds ago had been fairly provocative.

I bit my lip, my eyes narrowing at a spade of grass before me. Trenton hadn’t seen me
at all today, and he decided to spring this erotic display of affection towards me now? And
then leave without a goodbye?

I shook my head quickly, trying to clear my head.

I couldn’t let Trenton distract me.

My mother was waiting in the parking lot.

Slowly, hesitantly, I stood up, preparing myself for the long, inevitably, awkward car ride
to our home.

~*~

There was a knock on my bedroom door two hours later.

I looked up from the book I had buried my head in, spinning around to face the door.
Mother didn’t wait for an answer before she walked in, clutching something in her hand. My
eyes glanced down briefly at the mystery object, then back to her face.

She took a step in so that she was fully in my room.

“I got an interesting phone call today.” She began. “Just an hour ago, actually. From your
father. Do you know what this is about?”

It was a rhetorical question.

I kept my lips closed.

“He phoned me complaining about how I had taken your phone away. Apparently, you
seemed to have skimmed over why I did that.”

“I told him every—”

She cut me off, “He yelled at me for a good five minutes before I managed to get him to
listen to me. We had a discussion about severity of the punishment I had given you.”

I swallowed dryly.

Surely Dad hadn’t caused it to worsen, had he?

“I understand that what I did was fairly severe. But it was for your own good.”

I sighed internally. She was just giving me false hope, only to crush it. I had almost
believed I was getting off the hook.

She glanced around the room as she spoke, avoiding eye contact, “And I’ve decided that
your father is right. He needs to be able to contact you, and for now he still is helping to pay
the phone bill. You may have your cell phone back.”

Hesitantly, she extended her hand to reveal the small black phone in the palm of her
hand. I gratefully took it from her. The phone was turned off. I placed it on the desk next to the
text books that cluttered the top.

“I am still picking you up from school every day, but consider getting your phone back as
a step in the right direction. If your behavior continues to improve, I’ll consider un-grounding
you.” She said. I bit my tongue gently, realizing that only the night before I had snuck out of
the house.

My behavior was not improving.

Mom hesitated a moment, standing in the doorway stiffly. “Dinner will be ready in about
a half an hour.”

“Thank you.” I said.

She nodded, closing the door behind her.

I turned back to my desk, picking up the black cellular device.

It was cool in my hands, foreign. The phone was turned off, most likely from the battery
running out.

Once that thought crossed my mind, I reached over, grabbing the edge of the charger
and plugging it in. The screen lit up, revealing a model of a battery juicing up. Gently, I set the
phone on my desk.

There was no way she hadn’t done something to my phone in the time that I had it taken
away from me.

I was almost positive that Trenton’s number had been blocked.

And Erica’s.

And most likely Sam’s as well.

She didn’t have to know Sam to block the number.

I shook my head and forced myself back to work. In the back of my mind, Trenton’s
fantasy still lingered there, sending chills down my spine.

I really hoped prom night went that well.