This story is the start of a possible new series! Though, don't worry, I will be finishing Chapter 4 of A Creature Named Estelle, and there will probably be many more chapters of that series as well. Anyways, I hope you guys enjoy it. Though for new readers, PAY ATTENTION to the Themes I've put on here. If you do not like them, don't bother reading. Seriously. -IamAsexualBeing
Adrian Montalvo stood before his bathroom sink, deeply staring into the reflection of his own dark eyes in the mirror. Every Friday night was exactly the same, and so Adrian proceeded as if it were; and by continuing with his usual weekend routine, he unknowingly would lead himself into a trap of monumental proportions... he would walk right into the path of two deliciously villainous beings, and the coming night would reveal his most depraved fantasies.
Adrian blinked his eyes once and realized he had completely lost his train of thought. The bathroom mirror had begun to fog over from the steam of the hot water running in the shower. He quickly snapped out of his sleep deprived daze, and pulled aside the shower curtain to step inside. Sealing himself within the confines of his shower, the misty steam swirling around his tall, muscular body. He stepped beneath the spray of water and allowed his dark brown eyes to roll back into his skull. A long exasperated sigh escaping his lips as he thought about the coming evening. It was sure to end like any other night, he thought. He would meet his small group of friends at their favorite bar in Downtown LA, consume as much whiskey as his wallet would allow, hit on every woman that dared make eye contact, and then stumble his way to a cab and end up passed out somewhere in his apartment; preferably in his bed, though he recalled many a night where he awoke on the cold hard wood floor...
The shrill sound of his cell phone chiming pulled him back to the present and he opened his eyes quickly, looking towards the sound. Finally he pulled back the shower curtain and dried off his right hand on the towel before picking up his phone; the screen told it was his most trustworthy friend, Jeremy. Adrian quickly turned off the water with his free hand and then answered the call, whilst still standing in the shower dripping wet. “Hello?” Adrian muttered, and then Jeremy's voice boomed loud through the phones speakers, “Hey! What's up man, are you on your way? Everyone is already here.” He sounded a bit annoyed, and the acid in his tone only continued to darken Adrian's mood. “Shit... yeah man, get off my case. I'll be there in 20 minutes.” Click, and Adrian hung up the phone. Tonight was already feeling different. Adrian was tired of the same old routine, and he longed for something more in his “social life”. “Yeah, what social life?” Adrian growled out loud to himself. All he ever did was go out with the guys, looking for women and only ever finding rejection.
He set his phone down on the back of the toilet, and pulled the curtain close, retreating back into the confines of his shower. Adrian turned the water on once more, full blast, and reveled in the feeling of steaming hot water pouring over his body. It cascaded over his broad shoulders, down his sculpted chest, and over his flaccid member. He gently grabbed hold of his cock in his hand and stroked the shaft slowly, just dreaming of a dark haired beauty kneeling before him... He released his cock then and put the thought out of his mind; he didn't want to imagine something he thought wouldn't happen, because to excite and awaken that part of him, without any guarantee that his lust would be sated, was a punishment most cruel. He proceeded to clean his entire body thoroughly, and then turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. He quickly reached for his towel and dried off his body; his golden sun kissed skin now completely soft and smooth. Adrian wrapped his towel around his waist and then picked up his comb, and ran it swiftly through his short brown hair. Setting the comb down on the bathroom counter, Adrian once again gazed into the reflection of his eyes. His eyes slowly wandered down from his face, past his shoulders, to his muscular abdomen.
Adrian knew he was an extremely attractive man, so much so, that it got into his head at times. Adrian enjoyed thinking he stood out amongst his group of friends, and indeed, he did get a lot of attention from women; but once they saw past his good looks and got a glimpse of who he really is, they always left. They could never handle, accept, and embrace his true nature. They could never understand his scarred soul... Adrian hated thinking this way, but deep down he knew it to be true. Anger suddenly coursed through his veins, and all he wanted to do was release this tension building up within him; and suddenly he knew just what he would do. A wicked, twisted, grin spread across his lips. Adrian quickly exited his bathroom and made his way to his bedroom closet. Once within, he took his sweet time choosing his ensemble, and after a long while he emerged wearing a coal black, pants suit, with a blood red, silk, button down shirt underneath the blazer, and his favorite pair of shiny black shoes to complete his look for what he, thought, would be a wonderful night. He grabbed his wallet, sliding it securely in his jacket pocket, and then he picked up his keys and swiftly left his apartment.
On his way down the elevator he checked the time on his phone and saw that it was 8:43p.m. He'd told Jeremy he would be at the bar in 20 minutes, and that was 45 minutes ago; by the time he got there it would be a quarter past 9:00p.m. The elevator “dinged” and the door opened. Adrian looked up from his phone, and quickened his pace as he exited the elevator and made his way out of the lobby. Through the automatic doors and out into the cold night air he went. He circled around to the back of the apartment building to the parking lot and sought out his army green colored SUV. Adrian unlocked the door and glided into the driver's seat. His key already reaching the ignition and he turned it to the right to let the engine roar. He threw it into reverse and made his way out of the parking lot, peeling out and leaving behind the stench of burnt rubber as he took off into the night.
Adrian arrived to the bar in record time; parking his car half way down the street, and then stepping out into the cold to feed the meter quarters. He bought enough time for two hours, and figured that's as long as it would take for him to find a victim for his devious plan. Though first, he would have to entertain his friends for a while, and then find an excuse to ditch them once he'd spotted his target... He started walking up the sidewalk towards the entrance of the bar and reached over his shoulder to lock his car with the electronic remote, and the car gave an ear piercing honk, letting him know it was secured. He then stuffed his keys into his pocket and entered the bar. His eyes had to adjust to the dim lighting for a moment, and once he could see he began to scan around the large establishment; searching for the noticeable fiery red hair of his friend Jeremy. He did not see him anywhere... nor did he see any of his friends. Adrian stood for a moment dumbfounded. Had they finally done it? Had his friends gotten tired of putting up with his entitled, know-it-all attitude? Adrian's eyes fell to the floor and he felt his face go red with anger, and slight embarrassment. He realized he had just taken too long; made them wait until they finally decided to leave him behind...
Then suddenly a light bulb went off in Adrian's, twisted mind. He didn't even have to worry about ditching his friends later in the night, because they had already beaten him to it! This actually works out swell, he thought, and then he began to scan the bar for an entirely different reason. Adrian was looking for a woman, that he could take advantage of... He decided to approach the bar, and he hailed the man working behind the counter. Adrian barely glanced in the bartender's direction as he said “A double whiskey, if you may.” His attention was pulled away to a strikingly pale lady, sitting alone at a table towards the back corner of the bar. His eyes were all of a sudden glued to this mysterious woman. He didn't even notice the man set his drink beside him on the counter, but the clinking of the ice cubes as they melted, made him look away for just a moment. He reached for his drink and brought it up to his lips, taking a long gulp, and then clearing his throat quietly as the strong liquor burned it's way down to his stomach, and then the delightful warm feeling started in and radiated outward from there. He set his drink back down on the counter and just continued to watch her. She looked to be average height, 5'7 at the most. She was thin, but curvy in all the right places. Adrian darted his tongue out to moisten his lips as his gaze wandered over her toned legs.
Slowly his eyes found their way higher up to her round and perky breasts. They looked to be large C-Cups, Adrian thought as he stared at her breasts, that were bulging out of her tight, little black dress. He felt his cock begin to throb, as he realized it was already straining against the zipper of his trousers. Then suddenly the woman jerked her head up slightly, and Adrian's attention was directed to her sharp, angular, and strikingly beautiful face. He just about choked on his own tongue as he saw that her gaze was pointed right at him, and her mesmerizing eyes seemed to burn holes through his own. Something about the look in those eyes sent a shiver up his spine and he saw one corner of her mouth turn up into a mischievous smile. Adrian slowly turned around towards the counter, facing away from the strange woman. He paused for a moment, just staring down at his drink. Could he go through with his devious plans? He started having second thoughts – then suddenly he heard the clicking of high heels approaching slowly behind him... Could it be? Was the prey literally going to present herself to the predator?
Adrian felt one tap on his left shoulder, and he slowly turned his head to find a most wonderful sight before his eyes. It was her. She was even more lovely up close; her long dark brown hair waving down her back. Her mouth spread open in a warm smile, revealing sparkly white teeth within. He just kept staring at her mouth... those full pouting lips looked so soft. He wanted to taste them. Suddenly she spoke, “Hello there stranger...” and she brought her hand up under his chin, forcing him to meet her gaze. Adrian looked once more into her eyes, and felt like he would lose himself in the richness of her brown irises. He forced himself to speak, “Hello. Please forgive me for staring, but I've not seen one such as you, in a long time.” He smiled charmingly at her and stood up straighter, wanting her to feel his power over her... but she did not shy away, in fact, she took another step closer to him as she said, “One, such as me? Please, enlighten me as to what you mean.” she chuckled quietly and bit down on her bottom lip as she glided her eyes up and down his tall frame. Adrian broke away from her stare, looking down at her breasts, her thin waist, and her deliciously curvy hips. He made a show of checking her out before he said laughing, “I mean you are the most beautiful creature, I think I've ever seen. How could you possibly be here all alone, little one?”
The woman glanced down at the floor and hesitated to answer Adrian. Until finally she looked back up, and the expression on her face startled him. She smiled like she had when they first made eye contact; only one corner of her mouth turning up into a grin as she stared deeply into his eyes. “Well things are not always as they seem...” her answer was so cryptic, Adrian had no idea what she meant. He just gave her a puzzled look and said, “Alright... well can I at least buy you a drink?” Suddenly the look vanished form her face and her eyes opened wide in excitement as she said, “I thought you'd never ask!” She got the bartender's attention and then ordered a vodka and cranberry juice, and Adrian paid for her drink. The bartender presented her with the blood colored beverage and she eagerly picked it up to take a sip. Adrian heard her utter a quiet moan of satisfaction as she tasted her drink and then she turned back to him to say, “My name is Viviana, by the way...” She peered at him out of the corner of her eyes as she picked up her drink, and took another sip. Adrian ignored her hint, knowing all too well that she wanted him to tell his name in return; though he would avoid revealing his true identity to her at all costs. He did have very sinister plans for her, after all.
Adrian did however, decide to follow in her example, and he took a drink of his whiskey. She was watching him closely now, as he set his drink back down on the counter. Adrian decided to break the silence, “So, Viviana...” the sound of her name rolled effortlessly off of his tongue, “What brings you here tonight?” Viviana gazed at Adrian, a small smile upon her lips, as she began to tap her well manicured fingers on the side of her glass. Finally she spoke, “Well, I suppose I found my way here tonight because I was looking for someone... Someone who could satisfy my, Superior.” She put emphasis on the word “Superior” in such a way that the hair on the back of Adrian's neck, began to stand on end. He all of a sudden didn't have such a good feeling about this woman. He took a small step away from her and furrowed his brow as he watched her fetch an ice cube out of her drink, and bring it to her lips. She stared into Adrian's eyes as she darted her tongue out to lick the ice cube, before slowly placing it in her mouth and sucking on it as it melted. Adrian shook his head slowly as he watched her and then he scoffed and asked, “What the hell do you mean, you're looking for someone to “satisfy” your Superior?” He stared at her, and waited for an answer, his mouth slightly parted with a perplexed expression on his face. Viviana suddenly bit down on the ice cube, crushing it in her mouth, and creating an audible crunching sound. She swallowed what was left of the ice in her mouth and then she picked up her drink and tipped it up over her head, polishing it off like it was water. She slammed the now empty glass, back down on the counter and turned her entire body towards Adrian, stepping incredibly close to him, and invading his personal “bubble”.
She slowly wound her pale arms around his shoulders and stepped up onto the tips of her toes until Adrian could taste her sweet breath across his own lips. She teased and twirled the hair at the nape of his neck with her long and slender fingers, whilst staring up at him with deceivingly innocent eyes. She suddenly bent her head down to the hollow at the base of his throat, and there she placed one soft kiss, on his skin. Adrian couldn't understand what was happening. He just stood there in her embrace, not moving an inch. Finally she raised her face to look at him and said, “Why don't we forget all about what I said, and just get out of here?” Adrian's eyes widened and he felt his heart skip a beat. This was not what he had planned. How could his “target” make it this easy for him to take advantage of her? He didn't know, and he didn't care. His lust, his deepest urges took control of him and he now had no sense of right or wrong; Adrian would not pass up this opportunity to take the girl home, and have his way with her. He hesitated only a moment longer before playfully saying, “I thought you'd never ask...” Viviana's eyes sparkled and all of a sudden, there was that devious grin upon her face. She simply said, “Then lead the way.” picking up her handbag and gesturing towards the exit.
With a sudden surge of confidence, Adrian forcefully grabbed hold of Viviana around her frail shoulders, tucking her possessively into his side as they swiftly left the bar, and emerged out into the cold night air. They quickly made their way to his SUV and he walked her around to the passenger side, helped her get settled, and then slammed the door, sealing her securely inside his vehicle. He couldn't stop the cocky grin that spread across his face as he made his way around to the driver's side, and got inside the SUV. Adrian looked down to fasten his seat belt, and as soon as he glanced back up, he was staring down the barrel of a 38. pistol. At first, his mind couldn't even process what he was seeing. His ears began to ring and he saw Viviana's lips moving but he heard no sound. He just sat there staring at her with a horrified look on his face, and slowly his hearing began to return. “Are you fucking daft?! I said turn the car on, and start to drive East.” Viviana lowered her gun so that it could not be seen by passer-by's through the windshield, but she kept it cocked and aimed directly at his abdomen. Adrian still kept on blankly staring, he was completely in shock. So Viviana screamed, “I said DRIVE!” and finally he snapped out of it and began to nod his head to let her know he understood. Cowering as far away from her as he could, within the small confines of his SUV, Adrian turned the key in the ignition and once again sped off into the night. Adrian's mind was reeling; how could this possibly be? Has the predator suddenly become the prey? He anxiously watched the neon lights of the bar grow dimmer in his rear view mirror, and the reality of his situation began to sink in.
He had been driving for what seemed like centuries, but was really only a little over thirty minutes. His hands shook violently the entire time, but he still somehow managed to avoid a wreck. Viviana ordered Adrian to turn off onto a secluded drive in the Hills of LA, and he obeyed her every word for fear of being shot and left for dead. Though he had no idea what terrors lay in wait for him once they reached their destination. They drove up the long winding road, until suddenly Adrian could see faint lights coming from an extravagant two story house in the distance. He began to hyper ventilate and he slammed on the brakes, coming to a complete halt, and throwing the SUV into Park. Viviana jerked forward with the momentum of the car and Adrian saw his chance to take the gun away from her. He reached desperately for it and only managed to grab hold of her left wrist, but she had changed hands already and was now holding the gun in her right. He growled angrily and dug his nails into the delicate flesh of her forearm. Viviana let out a deafening scream and before Adrian could even see it coming, she bashed him over the head with the butt of the gun and suddenly his world went black.
Adrian could hear quiet whispers coming from somewhere around him, but he couldn't pin point their location because of the throbbing in his head. He went to reach for the spot on his forehead that ached so badly, but then realized their was something seriously wrong. He couldn't move his arms and his eyes snapped open to see that he lay on the floor beside a lit fireplace and his wrists were bound together within metal shackles. The shackles were welded to a sturdy metal chain, and the other end of the chain was welded to a metal ring embedded into the cold stone floor beneath him. Adrian panicked and tried in vain to free himself and began to thrash around, desperately pulling at the chain, to no avail. Then suddenly he heard a deep throaty chuckle coming from behind him, and it made him sick to his stomach. Adrian slowly managed his way up onto his knees, before finally glancing over his shoulder to peer into the darkened corners of the large living room. He already knew he was inside the confines of the house he saw in the distance, before Viviana had hit him over the head and knocked him unconscious. Viviana... the woman he had sought out to have his way with. Well this was a strange and unfortunate turn of events, he thought to himself as he struggled to clearly see the two figures standing in the shadows.
One of the figures was drastically taller than the other; even taller than he himself. So the short one must be Viviana. Adrian glared at the two figures creeping in the darkness and suddenly he yelled, “Well come on, show yourselves! You've already got me all fucking tied up, so what's the point in hiding now?!” That deep, menacing chuckle, once again began to echo throughout the room and a quieter and higher pitched giggle joined in synchrony. The tallest figure took three slow steps forward and finally Adrian could see his captor's face, glowing in the orange flickering light of the fireplace. It indeed was a man who stood before him; a man with stark white skin, and straight shoulder length hair, that was as black and shiny as obsidian. He stood a terrifying 6'5, at least, and Adrian could see rippling muscles underneath this man's skin tight, black leather suit. He looked like a force to be reckoned with, and Adrian felt a shiver run up his spine as he watched the man once again begin to walk slowly closer to him... The man crept closer and closer to Adrian until finally he stood right before him; a sky scraper towering above Adrian, who still sat, kneeling motionless on the floor.
At last his captor spoke, “Hello, I am so pleased to meet you, Adrian. Oh and Vivi, darling, I am so very happy with your choice. He should make a fine addition for our, little family.” Viviana finally stepped out of the shadows and skipped happily to this intimidating man's side. She grabbed hold of his right arm and rested her head against his defined bicep. She rubbed her cheek against him affectionately, like a cat would, and quietly she said, “I'm so excited you like him! You know I just aim to please you, Master.” Adrian scoffed at the title “Master” but at the same time began to feel the fear boiling up inside of him as he stared up at his captor, and his captor stared right on back with a piercing blue gaze, and a sickening grin. Adrian glared suspiciously up at this man and growled, “How the hell do you know my name?” The man threw his head back and laughed loudly before saying, “What, you haven't noticed your wallet is missing? You know, one can learn a great deal about someone that way...” He smirked. Adrian felt violated and knew his face grew red-hot with fury, as he stared down at the floor, his bound hands balling into angry fists. Adrian's captor pulled away from Viviana's embrace and slowly crouched in front of him, trying to make him look into his eyes. Adrian wouldn't have it, and he turned his face away, fuming. Though Adrian had no idea how truly outmatched he was. His captor roughly grabbed hold of Adrians hair and jerked his head back, ignoring his groan of protest and forcing him to look at him.
The terrifying man Viviana referred to as, Master, moved so close to Adrian that their faces were now only mere inches apart. The Master's icy breath blew across Adrian's face and all he could do was stare as the man began to speak, “Yes, that's right Adrian. I know your full name, and I know where you live. Even if you could escape, I would hunt you down. There's no looking back now, dear one. A decision has been made for you, and that decision has already changed your life... Welcome home, Adrian.” Adrian hadn't even noticed Viviana creeping up behind him, and by the time he turned to look at what she was doing, he felt a sharp prick in his neck. He jerked away from her, but it was already too late. The last thing he saw before he fell unconscious, was Viviana standing over him, that twisted grin upon her face and a now empty syringe needle in her hand...
Once again Adrian could hear the whispers, as he slowly resurfaced from the darkness. His eye lids fluttering, as he struggled to open his eyes, and become accustomed to the bright lighting of this new room. Slowly his vision began to clear, and Adrian became acutely aware that all of his clothing had been removed, and his wrists were still bound together, but this time he was suspended from the ceiling by his wrists, with the tips of his toes barely touching the ground below. He tried desperately to stretch his legs, far enough so that he could stand and take some of his weight off of his wrists, but he had no such luck, and he gave up, hanging limp from his bindings. His attention was pulled away to the flight of stairs on the opposite end of, what he now realized, was the basement. The air caught in his throat as Adrian watched, Him, and Viviana descend down the steps, and begin walking towards him. As they got ever closer Adrian began to scream, “What the fuck is this? Where are my clothes, you sick fucks?!” He spit the words at them, and the venom in his voice was palpable. Neither the man, or Viviana, said a word, and then suddenly Viviana closed the rest of the distance between Adrian and herself. She stood before him, just staring into his eyes for a moment, before she placed both her hands gently on his chest. She leaned forward and landed a warm, wet kiss, on Adrian's lips; he didn't try to pull away, in fact, he actually embraced her kiss, and slid his tongue slightly into her mouth, because even though this whole situation was so fucked up, he still longed to taste those lips...
Then, all too soon, Viviana pulled away and Adrian opened his eyes wide to see what she would do next. She suddenly dawned that twisted smile, and began to lower herself down onto her knees before him, and Adrian glared at her, grimacing because she raked her nails down his chest as she did so. Eventually she let up, and began to gently run her fingers up and down his thighs, and she purposefully blew her cold breath across his flaccid cock and balls, all the while innocently batting her eyelashes as she stared up at him. Adrian gazed down at Viviana, nervously wondering what she would do, and then he watched as she gently took his cock in her right hand. The breath whooshed out of his lungs from her delicate touch, and he couldn't help but moan quietly in the back of his throat, because her hands were so warm and soft; but then suddenly she began to jerk his cock, up and down the shaft roughly. Both her hand and his cock were bone dry, and so Adrian groaned as the skin of his sensitive member was repeatedly pinched and pulled. Adrian tried to squirm and pull away; he desperately swung himself from side to side, but Viviana just moved with him and continued her assault on his cock, until finally Adrian screamed, “Fuck! Will you just stop? Why the hell are you doing this?!” and indeed Viviana did stop. She simply held his cock in her hand, but no longer stroked it roughly. Then finally she let out a giggle and said, “Stop? But we're just getting started.” and with that she effortlessly took his, now hardening cock, down her throat. She sucked on him relentlessly, whilst simultaneously swirling her tongue around the head of his cock, and Adrian thought he would bust in her mouth right then, but he suddenly recalled the man Viviana referred to as, Master. Adrian could no longer simply focus on the pleasure Viviana so expertly made him feel. No, because that terrifying man was also somewhere in the basement... and then Adrian completely froze, as he felt hot breath on the back of his neck.
Two rough hands were suddenly resting on both of his hips, and he felt a rock hard erection poke into his lower back. Adrian violently began to thrash around as he tried to jerk away, and free himself from his bindings, but he wasn't going anywhere, anytime soon. He began to yell at the top of his lungs, “Help! Someone fucking get me out of here!” and then he heard Him, chuckling wickedly from behind. “There, there; don't waste your breath, Adrian.” and then the man began to really cackle. Adrian felt sick to his stomach, and he couldn't believe this was really happening. He'd never once been attracted to another man, and so he couldn't stand the feeling of this man touching him. “No! Please- don't do this. I don't want this...” Adrian pleaded with his captor, and tried to strain his neck around to look the man in the eyes, and when he finally did gaze into those eyes, he knew he wasn't going to be set free. The man smiled at Adrian in triumph, because of the defeated look on his face. Adrian turned his attention back to Viviana, and stared down at her. Begging her with his eyes, to let him go. She simply smiled sadistically up at him, and slowly took his cock in her mouth once again. She closed her eyes and began to hum a little tune, as she gagged herself again and again on his now rock hard member. Adrian struggled to hold back his moans, but when Viviana began to squeeze and massage his balls with her left hand, he finally threw his head back and groaned loudly, losing himself momentarily in the blissful sensation.
When all of a sudden, he felt Him, slide his hands away from Adrian's hips, and around to his firm ass cheeks. Adrian jerked in surprise and began to whimper nervously as the man squeezed his ass cheeks, and teased his fingers around the opening of Adrian's ass hole. Adrian squeezed his eyes shut, and shook his head side to side in denial, as the man began to kiss and suck tenderly at the back of his neck, and across his toned shoulders. Tears slowly began to well up in the corners of his eyes, because he hated the feeling of the man's sparse facial hair against his skin. Suddenly the man moved his hands away from Adrian's ass, and Adrian blew the air out of his lungs abruptly, in relief. Though he wasn't relieved for long, because the man suddenly grabbed hold of his own throbbing hard member, and he began to press the head of his huge cock between Adrian's ass cheeks; but he wasn't going to submit that easy.
Adrian suddenly threw his head back, and bashed the back of his skull right into the man's jaw, and Adrian heard him go stumbling back and then hit the floor. Viviana immediately stopped sucking, and Adrian's cock sprang free of her sinful mouth with an audible popping sound. She got to her feet in the blink of an eye and she ran to her Master's aid, but he was hardly shaken up. He just laughed as he stood up from the floor and brushed off his expensive leather suit. Adrian couldn't see them behind him, but he could hear Viviana making a big show of checking that he was alright, but the man brushed past her and slowly walked around to stand in front of Adrian. All Adrian could do was hang there by his wrists, as he waited for the man to retaliate, but he didn't. The man just stood there in front of Adrian, staring directly into his eyes, as he began to stroke his own cock. The man's eyes danced up and down Adrian's body and this made him feel the most violated. Something in the man's eyes made him feel like he could see inside his soul. Then suddenly Viviana stood behind her Master, and she reached up to his shoulders to help him remove his leather jacket. Viviana took his jacket and walked to the far wall, hanging it up on a silver hook and then slowly returning back to his side. Now the man just let his throbbing member hang out the zipper of his tight leather pants, as he began to unbutton his black shirt, and once he removed it, he handed it to Viviana and she hung it up on a hook beside the other, before once again returning to his side.
Adrian found himself admiring this strange man's muscled body, and he couldn't help but stare at his pierced nipples, and eccentrically tattooed arms. Adrian swallowed hard, but his mouth had become very dry. Then finally the mysterious man spoke, “So I see this one is as straight as can be... or so he tells himself.” Viviana giggled deviously and replied, “Well I know you'll be able to break him Master... He'll either submit to your charm, or obey your brute force.” They spoke to each other, but both stared directly at Adrian the whole time. He could feel his pulse begin to race and a bead of sweat slid down his spine. The man suddenly grinned and said, “Hmm- you're probably right... but I think we'll go ahead and skip to brute force.” and with that the man quickly walked back around behind Adrian, and out of sight. Adrian could hear him mumbling quietly to himself though, and then he heard him say, “This will do just fine.” and suddenly he reappeared in front of Adrian, holding a menacing looking whip of some sort. It had a clear glass handle in the shape of a dildo, but the countless, long, and thin leather strands sprouting from the opposite end of the handle were more concerning to Adrian; for good reason. Adrian watched horrified as the man raised the whip in his right hand, far over his shoulder, and then with a sinister grunt he swiftly brought it forward, and landed a stinging slap across Adrian's abdomen. He let out an angry shriek of pain, “Ow-fuck! You God damn freak, let me go!” and the man just smiled as he raised the whip over his shoulder once more, and this time let it land on his terribly sensitive, blood engorged cock. Adrian went completely limp and bit down on his bottom lip hard, trying to hold back the angry tears. This sinister man whipped Adrian's body relentlessly, over and over again, all across his chest, arms and thighs, and every time Adrian would let out a wail from the pain, the man would strike his cock with the whip, and soon he had turned Adrian into a sobbing mess. He managed to grunt out between sobs, “Please- no more.” and he let his head hang down, as he stared at his abused body, completely defeated.
The man answered Adrian's plea, and tossed the whip on the ground at Adrian's feet. “Yes, I've grown quite bored of this too... let's try something else, shall we?” The man whistled cheerfully to himself as he approached Viviana, who had been watching off to the side with her dress hiked up around her hips and her red thong panties around her ankles, as she reached between her thighs and rubbed little circles across her pulsating clit. Viviana's Master finally reached her, and without warning he slapped her hand away from her pussy and then, just as quickly, he grabbed a fistful of her long dark hair. Yanking her head back and forcing her to look him in the eyes as he said, “Hmm- I'm sorry, but I don't recall telling you to touch yourself...” he glared down at her with smoldering eyes, and she managed to squeak out, “I'm sorry Master! Ahh- please stop pulling my hair; I won't do it again, I swear!” Her Master just laughed sarcastically and said, “Of course you'll do it again, my dear, because you're a horny little whore!” and while still holding her hair in his right hand, he abruptly brought his left hand between her legs and he slammed two fingers up her sopping wet cunt. She let out a moan of pure ecstasy and she immediately began to grind against her Master's hand, as if she were trying to get his fingers deeper inside of her. He fucked those two fingers in and out of her pussy roughly, bringing her right up to the edge, and when her eyes started to roll back into her head, he yanked his hand away and gave her a shove, knocking her to the ground at his feet. She recovered quickly and got on her knees, just staring up at this man, like he was her whole world... Finally he said, “Now crawl over to the old chest, and pull out some rope. I want you to bind his fucking balls, so he can't cum even if he wanted to.” with that the sinister man turned his attention back to Adrian, and he just stood there watching him intently. Soon Viviana appeared with a medium length of rope, and she immediately grabbed hold of Adrian's aching testicles. He groaned as she bound his balls tightly; wrapping the thin rope around each one individually, and then around both of them, effectively cutting off most of the blood flow, and causing his sensitive balls to throb uncomfortably... and yet, after all he had been through so far, Adrian still dawned a raging hard-on.
Once Viviana was done binding Adrian's balls, she stood up and took a step back, apprasing her work with a smirk on her face. She then turned to her Master, seeking approval, and he was already near to her, stroking the side of her face with the back of his right hand, and she smiled up at him warmly. Meanwhile, Adrian was already in so much pain, he could barely stand the tingling throb throughout his aching balls. He looked down, and saw the head of his cock had turned a mean looking purple. He wanted nothing more then to be back at home, sleeping soundly in his king sized bed, but that didn't seem to be happening anytime soon. Adrian would have to make the best of this situation, until he could find a way to escape. Adrian suddenly moaned loudly and pulled against his restraints, as he felt his entire cock begin to pulsate. “Fuck! I can't take this anymore... please take off the rope. Take it off, take if off... No more damn-it!” Adrian looked directly into the mans eyes, pleading with him on a whole new level. The man smirked and then closed the distance between Adrian and himself. He reached down and tugged on the rope around Adrian's balls and said, “What? This rope here? But I've only just begun to enjoy the way your balls look all tied up... See how they start to turn purple?” and he abruptly gave Adrian's bound balls a rough squeeze, sending him over the edge. “I'll do whatever you want! Just take off the rope, please!?” Adrian watched the man's face closely, and realized he might have worded his plea, all wrong. “You'll do whatever I want, you say?” and that same sickening grin spread across his face. Adrian slowly nodded, he didn't know what else to say.
“Alright, I'll have Viviana remove the rope...” said the man, and Adrian sighed in relief, but the feeling was short lived. The man roughly grabbed hold of Adrian's cock, in his large, strong hands. He massaged the base of his cock with one hand, and he cruelly squeezed the head of his cock, with his other hand. “But- I'll only remove the rope after you beg for my big dick up that tight, virgin ass; and once I've got my dick buried to the hilt up inside of you, Viviana will finally free your tortured testicles...” the man smiled wickedly and chuckled quietly as he continued to massage Adrian's cock, and Adrian just hung there motionless, staring into this cruel man's eyes. The man released Adrian's cock from his grasp and leaned in close to whisper in his ear, “I'm waiting...” and he flicked his tongue out at Adrian's ear lobe, sucking it into his mouth, and gently grazing it with his teeth before slowly planting sloppy wet kisses down his throat. Adrian began to sob quietly, tears and snot running down his face. He knew he had no choice but to beg for this man to... He couldn't even think the words, let alone say them out loud; but the painful throbbing in his cock and balls was getting worse by the minute, and he couldn't last any longer. “Fine...” Adrian muttered quietly, and the man's eyes twinkled with sick excitement. “Yes, I'm listening...” Adrian took one deep breath, he exhaled slowly and then looked up into his captor's gaze. “I want-I want your hard cock...” he managed to say, but the man could see right through his forced words. “Oh come on, you're going to have to make me believe you want it.” The man began to stroke his large, throbbing cock, as he watched Adrian's every move. Adrian finally made up his mind; he wanted this all to be over and so he knew he would just have to be as convincing as possible. He let out an angry growl and then proceeded to grunt out, “I want your thick, God damned, cock up my ass. I want you to slide it up inside of me, and take me hard and fast... and after all you've put me through tonight, the least you could do is make me cum all over myself.” Adrian stared at this sinister man, and saw a genuine smile spread across his face and he simply said, “As you wish...”
The man slowly walked around behind Adrian, and gave his ass a hard slap. Adrian squeezed his eyes shut and expected to have the man's cock rammed up his ass with no warning, but then he heard him say, “Vivi, bring that sticky, wet pussy, over here...” and Viviana immediately obeyed her Master. She came and stood before him, and then turned around and bent over, presenting her dripping wet cunt to him, like it were a delectable prize. Adrian craned his neck around to see the man impale his dick deep inside Viviana's cunt. As soon as he penetrated her, her facial expression completely softened; she turned her head back to gaze lovingly at her Master, and then she let out a loud moan as he began to pump his dick in and out of her. He squeezed and kneaded her ass cheeks as he slid his dick all the way in her pussy, and then all the way out until just the tip teased her entrance, only to slam it back home again. Finally he withdrew his cock all the way out of her cunt, and it now appeared shiny with her cunt juices. He abruptly gave her ass a slap, and said, “Thank you, my dear. Now go and kneel in front of Adrian; get ready to release his balls.” She simply nodded her head and did as he asked, kneeling before Adrian and staring up at him with that same twisted grin. This is it, he thought. A moment he'd never wanted, or expected to happen, in a million years. Adrian braced himself as he felt the man spread his ass cheeks apart roughly, and place the head of his cock to Adrian's ass hole. The man grabbed hold of Adrian's hips and lifted him up slightly, forcing him to arch his back as he hung suspended by his wrists. Then he began applying pressure, and Adrian heard the man mutter, “Damn, you are tight... There's nothing like a straight man's ass.” and with those words the man harshly thrust forward while simultaneously pulling back on Adrian's hips and suddenly Adrian felt his thick cock push past his sphincter and enter him at least three inches deep. At first the air caught in his throat, and then suddenly it burst out of him in a blood curdling scream. The man began to chuckle sadistically and he quickly reached around with his left hand to cover Adrian's mouth and stifle his screams. Adrian slobbered all over the man's hand as he groaned in pain, but the man didn't mind in the least, and he continued to slowly stuff his long, thick, cock, up Adrian's tight, unused ass.
Viviana began to trail her fingers lightly over Adrian's blue balls, as she watched her Master ram his cock the rest of the way in. Adrian grunted loudly as he felt the final inch enter him and then he quieted down and was breathing heavily in anticipation. Viviana looked to her Master for the signal, and he gave her a quick nod, not being able to say a word as he let his head fall back, just enjoying the sensation of his dick buried, and tightly gripped inside this, once virgin ass. Viviana yanked on the strand of rope that would undo the entire knot, and the rope swiftly unwound from around Adrian's punished balls. As soon as Adrian felt the tightness of the rope release, he was greeted by an even more agonizing pain as the blood surged back through his veins, and all throughout his member. “Ahh- fuck!!” Adrian screamed through the man's hand, and he in return tightened his grip over Adrian's mouth, as he slowly pulled his cock half way out of his ass, and then slammed it back in roughly. All Adrian could do was wait for it all to be over... and then a very strange feeling overcame him. His captor began to find his rhythm and he pounded in and out of Adrian's sore ass, again and again; but something was changing within Adrian. He started to feel a tingling, deep within his body, and as the man continued to violate his tight ass, that tingling turned into pleasure. Adrian no longer screamed and groaned in protest, but rather he began to moan quietly. The tears welled up in the corners of his eyes and began to slide down his face as he realized his body was betraying him. He knew what these people had done to him is wrong; the same way he knew that what he had originally planned to do to Viviana was wrong; so why the hell was he starting to enjoy it? “Oh, oh, fuck... yes.” Adrian began moaning and mumbling incoherently and his captor realized his prey had finally succumbed to him. The man smiled in wicked triumph and began fucking Adrian, even harder than before. Then, without missing a beat, the man ordered Viviana to, “Slide his cock up inside your wet pussy, and grind against him while his cock is buried inside you. Don't stop until you feel him bust his load deep in that cunt...” Viviana's eyes lit up with excitement and she quickly positioned herself in front of Adrian; first backing up against him, and teasingly rubbing her round ass cheeks over his achingly sensitive cock. Viviana then bent over and reached between her legs to grab hold of Adrian and guide him to her entrance. She slowly rubbed the tip of his cock against her pulsating clit, before finally impaling herself on his throbbing member.
The combined sensations of this man's dick brutally pumping in and out of his tender ass, and his own cock buried to the hilt inside of Viviana's wet snatch, was all so much to handle and Adrian knew he was going to lose it any minute. The man continued his assault on Adrian's ass, as he leaned forward to whisper in his ear, “You know you love it... I'm going to make you my dirty little fuck toy, just like Vivi.” he laughed then and reached all the way around Adrian to grab hold of Vivivana's right breast, “Isn't that right, Vivi?” Viviana kept on grinding and swaying her hips against Adrian, with his cock inside her cunt to the hilt; but she turned her head back to wink at her Master and say, “Oh you know it, Master. This one's too sweet, to let slip through your fingers...” and they both laughed in synchrony as Adrian finally went over the edge. He began to spasm, and jerk against his restraints as his orgasm sent bolts of electricity through his body, and he felt his dick twitch as it unloaded his seed deep inside Viviana. “Mmmm- Oh fuck yeah, he's cumming Master!” Viviana yelled and her Master replied with a twisted grin on his face, “Well you know what to do...” and Viviana smiled back at him, before slowly pulling away from Adrian and removing his cock from inside her; though all the while, her Master continued to pound Adrian's ass. Viviana reached down between her legs and scooped a portion of Adrian's cum out of her well fucked pussy. She came towards him with that same wicked grin, and she abruptly smeared his own sperm all over his face, and she laughed as Adrian tried to turn his face away, but couldn't, because the man grabbed hold of his hair and held his face in place. Viviana reached down between her legs one last time and scooped what was left of Adrian's sperm from her pussy. This time she smeared it directly over his lips, and forced some of his own cum in his mouth. She giggled mockingly and said, “What- don't you love your own taste?” With that she retreated to the far side of the room, and out of Adrian's view.
Adrian was still dazed from his powerful orgasm, as the man grabbed hold of his throat from behind and squeezed hard, cutting off his oxygen for only a moment, as the man slammed his dick, full force inside of him, one last time. Adrian's eyes rolled back into his head as he felt this man unleash his hot load deep inside of his ass, and as he slowly pulled his cock out, Adrian could feel his sperm dripping down the crack of his ass, and down between his thighs. He felt completely used, violated, and depraved; so why did he suddenly crave more?
Adrian jumped in surprise from a hard slap on his ass, and then he felt that familiar hot breath on the back of his neck. His captor licked, and kissed at his neck before slowly moving away from him and heading towards the basement stairs without another word. He watched the man who had raped and sodomized him, disappear through the door way at the top of the stairs, and then Adrian's attention was drawn back to Viviana. She held yet another syringe needle in her hand as she approached him slowly. Adrian had no idea what was to become of him now, and he felt the fear taking control of him all over again. Viviana now stood right in front of Adrian, and she looked him deeply in the eyes, before standing up on the tips of her toes and kissing him passionately. “I hope you had fun; but this is not over yet...” and with that she thrust the needle into his neck and injected him with the powerful sedative, and once again Adrian's world went black.
Adrian awoke abruptly to the sound of sea gulls screeching over head, and at first he was completely disoriented. He realized he was sitting in the driver's seat of his SUV, in the parking lot of his favorite bar. He rubbed his eyes and then stared through the windshield at the familiar neon lights. “What, the fuck?” Adrian mumbled to himself. Was it all just a dream? He sat up straighter in his seat, and suddenly felt how sore his balls and ass were... There's no way, he thought. Then out of nowhere, he noticed a folded up piece of paper on the passenger seat beside him. Adrian glanced back up, and nervously began to scan the parking lot. It was completely vacant. He looked at the clock on his radio and saw that it was a little after 5:30a.m. The sun was just peeking out over the Hollywood hills.
Finally Adrian got the courage to pick up the folded piece of paper, and hesitantly he opened it up to read what was written inside:
I'll be seeing you soon, Adrian.
After all, we know where you live,
and we'll be watching you.