Master of Minds, Master of Me

His mouth is so close.

So close.

I lean my head back, already readying myself for the feeling of him reaching the destination. My eyes stare at the high sealing of the Throne room. But some tiny part of reason returns to me. I can't believe how few touches from him can just melt me and forget where we are.

“Felix! We can't do this here! Stop!”

He chuckles against my skin.

“No chance. I want to hear you say it again and again.”

“Hear what?”

He gives me a teasing smirk before sticking his tongue out and sliding it slowly against my pussy. Which makes me just nudge myself closer to him.

“Felix.” His name is more like a moan from my mouth. “You need to stop.”

His tongue circles my clit, and that solely makes me go crazy.

“How could I stop? My heaven is right here in front of me. Moaning my name so beautifully for me.”

He puts more pressure on it. His fingers dig into my thighs deeper.

Once again, my body just molds itself against him as I move myself along his rhythm.

I’m not sure if it is because we are in this huge throne room, where my low sighs and moans echo so easily on the empty walls.

Or is it the fact that I’m sitting on the throne, watching the most handsome being in the world getting himself lost in me. Watching the lust and need in his eyes. Like I’m the only thing he needs in order to live.

Or is it because once again he has stolen my will, my control. And the only option for me is to just let go and feel.

Whatever the reason, somehow I feel so utterly free right now. Like the whole world just vanishes. Every single person, every single worry. Every single bad memory and the fear of what the future will bring. This almost feels like…

Like I'm a little bit happy? I guess.

Felix’s tongue and lips just feel too good. His pace switches between slow and teasing, and hard and demanding. I already start to feel the heat gathering in my core, the orgasm starting to build up slowly.

Felix has only given me this kind of pleasure. I’m not very knowledgeable when it comes to sex. But I didn’t know that it would be this common for someone to be satisfied with a mouth. Felix hasn’t even once demanded any pleasure for himself. I don’t understand why.

I let out a bigger moan when he suddenly sucks my clit harder. My body tenses for the thought of the rising orgasm creeping inside of me. But just then Felix withdraws, and I let out a low whimper, frustration taking control. Is he not making me come? Maybe this is just one of his mind games again.

‘’No,’’ I whisper under my heavy breathing.

‘’Patience, pretty flower.’’

He slowly rises and soon is towering over me. I can’t help but notice the huge bulge in his pants. My mouth feels so dry when I stare at it. I have never seen a man's naked body, so I can’t help but wonder what Felix would look like without clothes.

‘’Something caught your attention?’’

His voice startles me, and I realize how openly I have been just staring at his pants. Crap. I’m so embarrassed. How could I just stare at him like that? I turn my head and look elsewhere.

‘’No.’’

He chuckles darkly, and he leans to the back of the throne with his left hand, and his right one goes to my chin. He forces my chin up, making me look at him. His eyes are still dark, his mouth is glistening. My cheek flushes when I realize it must be my arousal all over his lips.

‘’You really need to learn to lie better.’’

‘’Why are you doing this?’’ The question suddenly just pours from my lips.

‘’Which part exactly?’’

‘’Why are you always just touching and…’’ I fall silent, I feel too shy to say it.

‘’Eating you?’’ He suggests with a smirk.

‘’Yes, that. Why you always do that without seeking any pleasure for yourself?’’

He leans in closer.

‘’Oh? Are you interested in seeing my dick?’’

I feel the heat in my cheeks and in my pussy.

‘’No! I just thought that people prioritize their own pleasure. I don’t understand what you are trying to accomplish with all of this.’’

‘’But I am prioritizing my own pleasure. I’m being extremely selfish here.’’

His right hand moves lower, nearing my aching pussy. Oh God, I really am so weak for his touch.

‘’You have no idea how much pleasure I get from watching you squirm. To hear your moans. And eating you? Tasting you? You could call it a fetish of mine. I fucking love to devour you. To feel your tensing, shaking muscles in my hands. To feel how your body sways and answers my mouth teasing you. And to feel your pulsing pussy against my face? That’s something I could die for.’’

I just stare at him, not sure if I am more shocked by his vulgar words or more aroused by them. He smirks again.

‘’Even though I love to make you come with my mouth. I’m not going to do that today.’’

He suddenly thrusts his fingers inside me, making me gasp, and I squeeze the armrests more tightly.

‘’First, I need to warm up your tight pussy with my hand. But I won’t make you come like that either.’’

He shoves his finger deeper, like he is trying to break me. And it feels so good. Why does it feel so good? I lean my head back, closing my eyes. Just letting my mind and body feel. But soon his finger curls around my throat. And he yanks my head back up, my eyes snapping back to his.

‘’I wasn’t finished, pretty flower. Focus.’’

He adds another finger, and it feels like it’s not going to fit. I feel so full. And when he keeps fucking me with his hand, it’s impossible to focus on him. But I try. I just nod at him.

‘’I have already felt your pulsing pussy coming to my fingers and to my mouth. But today? I’m going to make you mine. I’m going to mark you mine. So I want to feel your pussy clenching with need around my dick.’’

‘’What?’’ My eyes widen with shock, and my mouth feels dry again.

He leans in closer, his lips hovering so close that I can smell my own arousal on his lips.

‘’I’m going to fuck you, pretty flower. And you are going to take my dick like a good girl you are.’’

He slams his lips against mine, and his fingers keep pounding into me. I want to moan, but his lips suffocate every noise. I can taste myself on his lips, I thought I would be disgusted by that, but I don’t care. His kisses always make me just answer him, to bend to his will. His fingers curl tightly around my throat; he is squeezing so hard that I feel my blood flow weakening. But for some sick reason that makes the heat gather within me faster. I move my hands and cling to his shirt, hanging on it like it’s my life’s only anchor.

I’m so close to coming. I feel my muscles tensing, my toes curling when the wave starts to slowly rise.

But then he stops all movement and withdraws from our kiss. My frustration pours out of my mouth once again.

‘’Fuck your desperate whimpers are making me go crazy.’’

His fingers are still buried inside me, and I try to sway my body against them. Needing more. He starts to thrust them into me again, but slowly. Gently.

‘’More.’’ I whisper.

‘’You have no idea how much I love to watch you fall, Lo. My pretty devoted innocent flower, turning into a lustful goddess, just begging for more.’’

He bends his fingers inside me, and they hit some weird spot. Some spot that makes my body freeze. What the hell was that? He does it again. Oh God, it shifts something in me. It still feels odd, but at the same time, so addictive.

‘’You sometimes amaze me how little you know your own body Lo.’’

He does it with more force this time. And I squeeze his shirt tighter.

‘’But don’t worry. We can explore it together. Find every single place that makes you whimper under my touch.’’

He keeps doing that, and the pressure inside me rises again. It almost feels a little painful. I’m scared to go near the edge, only because he won’t let me go over it. I try to stop my body from feeling too much. Trying to focus on something else than his fingers inside me.

Soon, he withdraws his fingers, only to plunge them inside me with more force. My moan is more like a scream this time. He starts to finger fuck me again, and he squeezes my throat tighter, making my moans almost silent again. Once in a while, he keeps his fingers buried in me and rubs my clit with his thumb. And I’m really starting to lose my mind here.

The orgasm nears so fast that I’m so sure that this time I really get to come.

But my desperate whimpers only fill the air once again, or they are more like cries now.

‘’I told you, I won’t let you come to my fingers today.’’ He says with an annoying smug voice.

What a jerk.

But I really want to come, I need to come. I don’t care how.

‘’Then just fuck me already.’’

I am shocked at how I just said that. Did I really just say that? Oh, please forgive me God. I really am beyond salvation.

And judging from the look on Felix’s face, he is shocked too.

‘’What?’’

I really have lost my mind. Since I just say it again.

‘’Fuck me already Felix, I need to come.’’

Something lights up in his eyes. He pulls me to stand, and I yelp from his sudden movement. Before I even realize what he is doing, my dress drops on the floor, and soon my bra follows. I kind of regret not putting on a corset today. Travelling on the carriage is much more comfortable without it. But maybe it wouldn’t have mattered. He would have taken it off anyways.

I just stare at Felix and the empty room behind him. And once again, a tiny fraction of reason kicks in.

‘’Felix. Please don’t say you are going to do it here?’’

His eyes just devour my naked body, and I feel too conscious about myself. I wrap my hands around my chest. The air seems rather cold. I so regret saying anything to him.

‘’What? I do think that you losing virginity against a throne is rather fitting.’’

I turn to look at the huge throne behind me. Against the throne? That’s just insane.

‘’But Felix. What if there is blood? It can get dirty. We really should not do this.’’

He grabs my arm and pulls me to stand next to the throne. He lifts me from my waist to sit on the armrest. The throne is huge, and so is the armrest. So sitting on it isn’t the problem. The problem is that I already feel my arousal sliding down my thighs, dripping on the armrest beneath me.

‘’Do you really think that after you asked me to fuck you, I could wait any longer?’’

He spreads my legs and comes to stand between them. He slowly unbuckles his belt and starts to remove it. My mouth feels so dry again.

‘’And don’t you think it’s quite arousing? The thought of every King to come. Everyone will sit on the throne you lost your virginity?’’

My pussy clenches. No, it is not. It should not be. It really shouldn’t. I close my eyes. Trying to escape this situation. I should be on the carriage, heading back home. Heading back to my righteous path. But instead, I’m naked, leaking on a throne that costs probably more than our house.

My eyes go wide open when I feel something tightening around my neck. It’s the belt he took off. He yanks it to the side, forcing me to tilt my head. He leans in to kiss my neck and shoulders. And all the resistance inside my mind just vanishes into thin air.

Weak.

That’s what I am. His mouth moves lower, nearing my breasts. I sigh when his mouth finds my nipple, his tongue teasing it, his teeth grazing it. I moan, and the low sound feels so loud in the empty room.

‘’What if someone comes in?’’

My mouth talks, but I know I’m going to let him do anything he wants. I want him to do everything to me. I just argue back, probably more out of habit. Or maybe I don’t want him to realize how weak I am.

‘’No one is going to come in.’’

‘’What if someone hears us?’’

He chuckles against my breast.

‘’Are you afraid that people find out how naughty pretty flower you are?’’

‘’I’m not naughty!’’

‘’Your soaking wet pussy tells otherwise.’’ He straightens himself and yanks the belt, forcing my head closer to him. ‘’And the fact that you react like a weak slut every time I’m rough with you.’’

I gulp. A slut? How can he call me that? Me?

‘’I’m not a—’’

He tightens the belt even more, cutting my airway enough that my argument vanishes.

‘’Oh yes, you are. But I love it. I love how you are my weak little slut.’’

‘’What?’’ My voice is weak and hoarse since the belt is still choking me.

He leans in closer, his lips brushing against mine.

‘’That’s right. I love you, pretty flower. I have loved you for a while now, probably from the first day I laid my eyes on you. I just didn’t recognize the feeling at first.’’

I stare at him. Like usual, not knowing what to say or do. Felix? Loves me? That's just absurd. The whole fact that someone would love me is absurd.

‘’And it’s not just love. Since you smell like obsession.’’ He grins. ‘’And I’m ready to inhale it, fully.’’

Then I feel it, something pressing against my pussy. I look down and lay my eyes on his bare… thing. Okay, let’s not be a baby. I can say it. His… dick looks way too huge. Are they supposed to be that big? I have no idea. But that thing will most definitely not fit inside me. No way in hell.

I just watch him slide the shaft against my pussy, it slides over my clit, and I bite my lower lip. Trying to prevent the moan from leaving.

‘’Scared, pretty flower?’’

I nod. I guess my fear was so clear that he sensed it from my mind.

‘’Felix. It’s not going to fit.’’

He chuckles. ‘’I take that as a compliment.’’

‘’Seriously, Felix.’’

He yanks the belt, making me face him.

‘’If my dick wouldn’t fit in there, how do you think babies can?’’

What? I’m not so shocked about the fitting part. But babies? How can we do this? I haven’t taken any contraceptives! It didn’t even cross my mind! I voice my panic.

‘’Felix! I haven’t taken any contraceptive, we really can’t do this!’’

Again with the low chuckle. What a jerk.

‘’Don’t worry. Even though I will most definitely fill your belly with my baby someday. I’m not ready for it either. I’m not ready to share you just yet. I want you to be mine, and only mine. So I have taken contraceptive potion.’’

I guess that is a relief. But the thought of having Felix’s children makes something stir inside me. Is it making me happy? I think I could imagine it. I think Felix would be a great father.

But then it hits me like a brick wall.

We are not going to have babies. We are going to die. Both of us. And then I will wake up again, and we die again. No babies, no future. Not to us, not to anyone else. Only because of me.

The belt around me tightens again, and his lips crash to mine. He kisses me so deeply, it feels like he is trying to take my soul away. Like he really demands that I think only of him. And he succeeds in it. Every painful thought vanishes when the only thing I can think or feel is him.

And apparently his dick, which is slowly pressing against me more and more. My muscles tense again.

‘’Felix,’’ I mumble against his lips.

I’m not even sure if I am trying to plead him to stop or what.

‘’Relax, Lo. There is no escaping this. I’m going to fuck you, like it or not. I want to hear you scream when I fill your needy pussy.’’

I once again cling to his shirt, and he moves to kiss my neck. His free hand goes to caress my breast. And that makes me nudge myself closer to him.

So weak. I swear I feel him smiling against my skin. He's clearly enjoying how weak I am. His dick slowly slides deeper and deeper, and I feel myself stretching around him. It hurts, it really hurts. But as he keeps teasing my nipples, I can’t just stop my body pressing against him tighter, like pegging him to go deeper, despite the pain.

‘’Fuck you feel so good, Lo. You so fucking tight around me.’’

Oh God, why his words make me cling to him even harder? I think I’m going to burst just from how full I feel. Or at least break a little.

He starts to move, thrusting inside me as my inner walls try their best to shape around him. And the pain starts slowly to vanish, and soon all I can feel is the pleasure. The tightening of my pussy, the need to have him inside me again and again. God, why does it feel so good?

I look at him, and he is furrowing his brows. Like he is concentrating so much. I don’t know why. I move my hands and sink my fingers into his hair. I pull him closer and kiss him. Wanting to taste him. Wanting to sink into him completely. His lips are completely still against mine, and I feel his muscles tensing.

What got into him? Doesn’t he like it? Is there something wrong with me? He said that I felt good, but did he lie? Do I feel bad?

‘’Fuck Lo.’’ He murmurs against my lips.

I open my eyes, and I’m faced with his intense gaze. Something has definitely shifted in them. And that something makes the heat within me rise. I’m so fucked up. Forgive me, my God.

He grins, looking like the Devil himself coming to torment me.

‘’Wrong move, Lo. I can’t hold it in anymore.’’

Hold it in? Is this what he is like when he holds it in? Choking me with a belt and fucking me against the throne?

He wraps the loose belt more around his hand and slides the same hand to my hair, violently yanking my head back. I gasp, and his mouth sinks to my neck, sucking it and biting it. And he thrusts inside me so hard that it makes my eyes water.

That most definitely hurt. Much more than the first thrust. But before I can wrap my head around what is happening, he thrusts in again. So deep, so hard that it makes me scream, or cry. I’m not sure which one. His free hand lifts my leg, wrapping it around his waist, and he thrusts in even deeper this time. If that is even possible.

He fucks me so hard that I don’t know do I feel more pain or pleasure. They just mix. He moves to suck on my breast, pulling and choking me even harder at the same time. So hard that my screams are starting to turn barely audible. I sink my fingers into his shoulders. Digging the nails in his shirt while trying to have some support.

My whole body screams against his hard movements.

‘’You feel so fucking mine, Lo.’’

I just whimper.

‘’Say it Lo. Say that you are mine.’’

‘’I..’’ It’s hard to speak when the belt is so tightly around my neck. But I force my hoarse voice through.

‘’I’m yours, Felix.’’

‘’Fuck Lo. I need to get deeper.’’

Deeper? I don’t think that is physically possible.

But then he withdraws, and I immediately feel empty without him inside me. He pulls the belt, making me to stand in front of the throne.

‘’Kneel on the throne, hands on the back rest.’’ His sound is harsh and dark.

He sounds scary, so scary that there is no doubt in my mind not to obey him. So I do exactly that. I climb on the throne, facing the backrest and lifting my hand against it. Suddenly, it’s so silent, I feel my thumping heart ringing in my ears.

I startle when I feel his hand sliding down my back, landing on my ass.

‘’I need you to bend over more.’’

I gulp. What is he going to do?

A jolt of electricity leaves his hand and makes me gasp.

‘’I said. Bend. Over.’’

Fuck he is insane. But I do just that. His hands caress my ass cheeks. And I'm a little scared that he will send another wave of electricity.

Slap.

I gasp loudly. I surely didn’t expect that. I’m too shocked to say anything.

Slap.

It stings.

Slap.

‘’Fuck, your ass gets red so easily. It’s addictive.’’

My pussy clenches.

Slap.

I let even louder gasp this time.

Slap.

‘’Felix.’’

He yanks the belt, forcing my back to arch. And he leans his head next to mine.

‘’Yes, pretty flower?’’

Slap.

‘’It hurts.’’

Slap.

His dark chuckles sends shivers down my spine.

‘’Good.’’

Slap.

‘’Still, all I can sense from your mind is lust. My pretty flower surely is a naughty one. Getting aroused by being spanked on a fucking throne.’’

My pussy pulses. Crap, I think he is right. I think I want him back inside me, even though it hurts.

‘’I want to come.’’ I plea.

He loosens his grip on the belt, and my head slumps back down. He spreads my legs wider, and soon I feel his dick against me. And I instinctively push my body against him.

‘’Is this what you want?’’

I just nod.

‘’Well, lucky for you, I would do anything for you, my Queen.’’

And he thrusts himself all the way in one forceful move, making my screams fill the air surrounding us, bouncing from the empty walls. He grips my waist as he starts to fuck me again and again.

My tears rise because it hurts. I feel him all the way in my stomach. He is way too deep. He is going to break me. He really is.

His pace is steady, every thrust is so strong and demanding that I feel like exploding. The feeling is just too much. Once again, it feels like it doesn’t just fit inside my body at all. I start to hear his low grunts behind me, and oh God, hearing them affects me way too much. How can hearing his voice be so arousing? Knowing he is making those noises because of me just feels so good.

His hands glide to tease my nipples. And that makes the feeling inside me rise so fast. Too fast. He pinches my nipples, and I feel like seeing stars while his dick keeps pounding into me. Sex really is far from what I thought it would be. I thought it would be two bodies clinging to each other while lying down in bed, slow and gentle moves.

I didn’t know it could be cries, screams, pain, choking and vulgar words. And that it could be so freaking good. I am near the edge, and this time I just hope I get to finish.

His other hands leave my breast and yanks the belt, making my pussy clench and forcing my head closer to him.

‘’Feel like coming?’’

I just nod, since the belt is choking me so tight that I don’t even want to try to speak.

Slap.

‘’I let you come this time. But know that I won’t stop fucking you. Not until I fill your needy cunt with my cum.’’

He slides his hand back to my waist, digging fingers deep in my skin. He still holds the belt in his hand, forcing my head to stay up. And then he suddenly quickens his pace. He thrusts inside me faster, without an inch of mercy or time to think about anything. He is ruthless, like some true maniac wanting to rip me apart inside out.

And that makes me even crazier. The orgasm starts to gather in my core. The heat, the tension, the pleasure, just everything multiplying.

Slap.

My pussy clenches tighter.

‘’Fuck Lo. Your pussy is taking me in so well.’’

Hearing that followed by his low grunts, I come. I come screaming. I’m not sure if I am screaming for God or Felix or what. I have no idea what happened inside my brain. All I know is that my whole body pulses, every single muscle and fiber pulsing along when the orgasm floods through me. But he keeps fucking me, not slowing his pace. I feel my inner walls pulsing around him, begging for a break. His voice gets louder as I try to survive the aftermath of the orgasm.

I feel his dick growing in size deep within me, and a warm feeling spreads inside me. And slowly he stops moving, but keeps himself buried inside me. He lets go of the belt, and my head slumps down. We stay there for a while. Our heavy breathing fills the space.

When he pulls out of me, he grabs and lifts me. And soon I’m sitting on his lap. I’m just too tired to even care. My body really is too weak. I barely did anything, but I feel exhausted. I let my head rest against Felix’s chest. I feel his fingers tucking a strand of hair behind my ear.

‘’You have no idea how happy I feel right now, Lo. You are amazing.”

I lift my gaze to meet his. His eyes are ocean blue again. He smiles so brightly it blinds me. My chest tightens from the sight. I keep myself silent, not knowing what to say. I feel his cum slowly dripping from me. I’m going to make a mess.

‘’I think we should get up. I’m going to ruin your clothes and the throne Felix.’’

His smile softens somehow; it feels warmer.

‘’Clothes can always be washed, just like the throne. I don’t care about that. You really are the only person who can make me this happy.’’

‘’Me? What did I do?’’

He lets out a heavy exhale.

‘’You have only called me Felix during sexual activities or when you are in panic. I’m just happy that you didn’t go back to calling me Your Highness. ’’

I didn’t even realize that I called him Felix. But I guess I did.

“I’m sorry for being so stubborn about it… Felix…”

I lower my gaze; it feels embarrassing to say his name like this.

He grabs my chin and smiles at me.

“Don't try to hide from me. Not when acting so cute.”

“I’m not cute!”

He chuckles. “You are extremely cute. So cute I could just eat you up.” He leans in closer, smirking. “Literally.”

“I think you have done enough of that already.”

I meant to say that angrily, but I can't resist the tiny smile tugging at the corner of my lips. I lean my head against his chest again.

I know I should panic about the situation I’m in. But I’m too tired for that. So let's panic later.