Master of Minds, Master of Me

Felix suddenly lifts me to sit on the floor and makes me face the mirror. He sits behind me, kissing my neck while his hands slowly open my dress from the back.

“Felix. What are you doing?”

“I’m giving you what you asked for, pretty flower.”

“Here? We are in the Royal Vault.”

“I think it’s rather fitting.”

“Why?”

When the dress is open, he proceeds to open my corset. I just look at him in the mirror. He lifts his gaze to look at the mirror too and grins while looking directly at me.

“All the most precious things are stored in here. And you? There is nothing more precious than you and your virginity, Lo. So I think it’s best to leave it here, don’t you think?”

I swallow hard. Am I finally really going to feel him for real?

“Of course, this is also the place where we store the most dangerous things. And you? Someone who is cursed by the Devil? Someone who is able to make me lose control?”

The corset drops, and my bra soon follows. I stare at my bare upper body, feeling embarrassed and vulnerable. His hands force my legs open as they start to glide along my legs, lifting the hem. And I just stare, unable to say or do anything. His fingers slowly slide along my inner thighs, and I halt my breathing as he slips them under the edge of my panties. He leans closer to my ear, whispering while keeping his eyes on the mirror, looking at us. I feel so exposed. I want to hide. This is so wrong.

“I think you are the most dangerous thing there is. Especially when you look like that, acting all shy and innocent. It makes me go crazy.”

My cheeks flush, and I avert my gaze, feeling even more shy.

His fingers plunge inside me with one forceful movement, making me gasp loudly and press my back tightly against his chest. He grabs my hair and forces my head to face the mirror.

“Don’t try to hide. I want you to look at yourself really well. I want you to see yourself, how weak and horny you are.”

Do I really have to? I know that I am those things already. I don’t need to see it. But I still obey and look. His hand leaves my hair and travels under my dress too. Soon, I hear fabric being shredded, and he tosses my ripped panties away. He bends my legs and forces them open, so my pussy is on full display in the mirror.

His left hand spreads my pussy open, and I just stare in shock.

“See how soaking wet you are? It’s basically begging for something inside.”

I have never looked at my pussy like this. Never. It looks weird and foreign. I watch him slowly sink two fingers inside me. I nudge myself against his fingers, wanting them deeper.

He chuckles in my ear.

“See how needy you are? My pretty little slut, always begging for more.”

I keep my mouth shut as I just watch him slowly finger-fuck me. His other fingers move to slowly rub my aching clit, and I moan loudly. I have been so on edge for days because of his constant teasing. It feels like I’m already ready to come. But I do my best to hold it in. I want to feel him more.

I move my hands to his thighs that are spread around me, sinking my fingers into the fabric, needing some support as he keeps finger-fucking me and teasing my clit.

“Felix,” I moan.

“Feel like coming?”

I just nod.

“There are two things I need from you before you come.”

“What?”

“First, I promise you that I won’t hold any secrets from you from now on. Not a single thing. I want you to promise me the same.”

“I promise. No secrets.”

His lips kiss my neck, and I tilt my head, giving him more space like I always do. He bends his fingers inside me, hitting that weird spot he has pressed before too. I gasp. He does it again and again. The pressure increases inside me, and the orgasm closes in rapidly. I have no idea what he is doing; all I know is that it feels so good.

“Does it feel good?”

I just nod. I’m too busy moaning and sighing to speak.

“When you were touching yourself all those times, did you think of me?”

I nod.

“Did you ever touch your G-spot like this?”

I shake my head. I actually tried once, but it didn’t work. I didn’t even know that spot had a name.

“Did you sink your fingers inside you?”

I nod.

“Did you feel satisfied after you came?”

I shake my head. Of course, I was partly satisfied, but never truly. Never like I am when Felix does it.

“So you understand that I’m the only one who can make you feel this good? That I’m the only one who can touch you?”

I nod.

“So are you mine, Lo?”

I nod.

“Say it, Lo. For the second thing, I want to hear you say it, and after that, you can come.”

“I…” My words turn into a gasp when he quickens his pace, but I do my best to speak.

“I’m yours, Felix.”

“Then show me how you fall apart for me.”

His touch becomes more demanding, his fingers making the pressure inside me unbearable, and I come screaming. The orgasm makes my whole body shiver and tremble. But before I even manage to gasp back to reality, he shoves me down to lie on the floor, my left side facing the mirror. He pulls the dress off, which was tucked at my waist, and I’m left there totally naked, still trying to steady my breathing after my orgasm.

I watch Felix slide his belt off and loop it around my neck. The familiar feel of leather against my skin makes me happy.

“Give me your hands.”

I obey, and he binds them with the belt too. He lifts my bound hands above my head, tightening the belt around my neck even more. His left hand goes behind his back and soon appears with a knife, which he plunges into the ground with force. I close my eyes, a little scared, and open them only when I hear him move again. I turn my head to the left to look at the mirror and see the knife going through the belt right under my arms, making me unable to move them anymore.

I look back at Felix, who is taking his clothes off. I stare at him, mesmerized. He takes off his jacket first. His white dress shirt clearly gives away the muscles underneath. Then he discards his pants and boxers. I devour the sight of his hard dick. It makes me clench my thighs together, eager to feel it inside me after so long. Then I stare at his long fingers slowly unbuttoning his shirt, thrilled to see his bare body.

When he slowly slides the shirt off, my pupils widen. I see his scars. The ones he has always hidden from me. On his left shoulder is the scar from that spike; it’s more cleanly shaped, almost round. On his right shoulder are the scars from that bite. It’s huge. It stretches all the way from the base of his neck to his shoulder, covering a large area of his chest too. It’s ragged and harsh. You can clearly see where the teeth sank into him, ripping his skin and muscles.

“Felix, I…” I fall silent, not sure what to say.

I should probably feel bad for him, and I do, to some extent. But seeing his scars combined with his purple eyes, devouring my naked body on the floor makes him look more dangerous. And I love the sight of that.

He grins. “No more secrets, right?”

“Please, Felix. Take me already. Use me.”

I hear a low growl, and it makes me go crazy. He kneels and places himself between my legs. He just watches me as his hands slowly slide along my skin. Then he leans in, snatching one of my nipples into his mouth, and I gasp. I feel the tip of his cock touching me, and I try to move my body closer, grinding myself against him.

“Always so impatient, pretty flower,” he mumbles against my breast.

He moves slowly to my other nipple, giving it the same treatment, and I keep grinding myself against him. The belt tightens around my neck as I constantly try to press my body closer to him.

“Your neck will bruise if you keep moving like that.”

I don’t care. I just need him inside.

“What do you think others would think when they see your bruised neck? Would they guess that you did it yourself just so you could get closer to my cock? A visible proof of what a needy slut you are?”

“Felix,” I sigh desperately.

His left hand suddenly pushes my head, forcing it to turn and stare at the mirror next to us.

“I want you to watch yourself. Watch and see how I take your virginity again.”

His hands go behind my thighs, and he pushes, forcing my legs to bend, my thighs pressing against my stomach. I feel his dick slowly rubbing against my entrance as I watch us in the mirror.

Seeing myself all bound up stirs something deep in me. I keep grinding against him as he slowly sinks himself deeper. I see his dick sliding inside me.

It hurts. I didn’t remember that it hurt this much. I feel myself stretching to fit his size. Some basic instinct makes me try to move away from him, thinking he can’t fit in. But he grabs me so tightly that I can’t move.

“Don’t try to escape it. You wanted this. You begged for this. So now take it like the good girl you are.”

Then he thrusts in with one harsh movement, making my moan sound more like a scream. His fingers dig deep into my thighs as he starts fucking me. My eyes start to water from the pain, but slowly it subsides, and pleasure takes over. He feels ecstatic.

“Fuck, you feel so good, Lo. Your tight pussy takes me in so well. Just like last time.”

His dirty words make my pussy clench around him even more. I keep my eyes on the mirror, watching him go in and out of me. I watch his bare body, muscles tensing as he keeps fucking me. Oh God, how much I love watching him.

I look straight ahead, wanting to see his face better. His eyes burn into me. The heat in me rises rapidly when I watch his lustful gaze. He then slows down and lets go of my thighs. His hands travel to caress my breasts and tease my nipples.

He grins, looking smug. “You like what you see?”

I nod.

“Are you afraid of me?”

I shake my head.

“Aren’t you afraid that I’ll hurt you?”

“No,” I force myself to speak this time. The belt choking me makes it hard to talk.

“Be honest with me, Lo. When I choked you against that wall last time, when I lost control, I almost killed you then. Are you afraid I’ll do it again?”

“No. I wasn’t afraid then, and I’m not afraid now. I was only worried about you. As I have said, I want you to use me. I don’t care if you vent your anger or if you hurt me. I love you, Felix. And I’m yours to use as you please.”

“Even if that ends with me killing you?”

“Dying means nothing to me. You said it yourself. If we can’t do it this time, we can try again as many times as needed. I was afraid at first that you would kill me. But now I think I prefer it to be you, since I know you love me and you never would kill me out of hatred. And I know I can always find you again.”

He leans in closer, his face so near mine that I immediately part my lips, wanting to kiss him.

“I promise you, Lo. If I don’t succeed in controlling my mana and end up going berserk, I will die together with you. I will never let you die alone anymore.”

My tears start to fall as I look at him.

“You promise?”

He kisses the fallen tears from my cheeks and kisses me. I taste the salty tears on his mouth, but he withdraws too soon, smiling.

“I promise. We might be doomed, but having you is totally worth it. Do you agree?”

I nod.

In a heartbeat, he pulls the knife from the ground and lifts me up, making me stand in front of the mirror.

“Hands on the mirror.”

I obey.

“Bend over.”

I obey. My pussy pulses with anticipation. Is he going to spank me again?

His hand grips my hair as he pulls it back, forcing me to look at him towering behind me.

“I’m going to fuck you now, hard. So you’d better keep your eyes open and watch. Understand?”

“Yes.”

He lets go of my hair, and my head slumps forward, but I lift it again, watching myself in the mirror. His hands glide to my waist, grabbing it tightly, and he shoves himself all the way in, making me gasp loudly. My hands are still bound together as I lean against them. I feel the mirror shake as he starts fucking me against it. I see his other hand leave my waist.

Slap.

I let out a small scream. I wasn’t expecting that.

Slap.

I gasp again. He keeps steadily fucking me while spanking me.

Slap.

“Fuck, I love how easily your skin turns red. It’s addictive.”

Slap.

“I love how your greedy pussy tightens around my cock every time I slap you.”

Slap.

His words push me closer to the edge, and I feel the heat gathering, the intense sensation focusing in my core once again.

Slap.

It hurts. I feel my skin burning from his touch. But as I watch his obsessive gaze in the mirror while he stares at my reddening ass, a rush travels through my body. The orgasm is coming. His low grunts and heavy exhales are just too much for me to handle.

Slap.

“Felix,” I moan, wanting to say that I’m about to come. But I can’t. It’s already crashing in.

His hand yanks my hair again, and he leans next to my head, looking straight into my eyes in the mirror, purple swirling in his irises.

“Come on. Come and let me feel that pulsing pussy around me. Make me come inside you, filling your aching cunt. Let me mark you mine.”

And oh God, I do. He fucks me so ruthlessly that I come screaming. I close my eyes while he keeps my head lifted by my hair. My body trembles, my muscles clenching all over. Before I know it, I hear his low grunts rumble from his chest as he thrusts in one last time and stays buried deep inside me.

I hear his heavy breathing behind me as he leans in to kiss my shoulders. He reaches for my hands and unbinds them, then releases my neck too. I take a deep breath as air finally fills my lungs properly. He spins me around and cups my cheeks, smiling.

“You okay, Lo?”

I stare at him. I don’t think I fully even understand the situation yet. So he really remembers everything, and he still wants to be with me, even if I might be the most horrible person ever? Even after what I made him go through the last time? My tears start to fall again, clearly shocking him. I wrap my arms around him and kiss him, smiling. Feeling honestly happy.

“Yes. Maybe for the first time in years, I feel like I’m truly okay.”