Warnings: Smut, Oral.
I came out at the top of the stairs to a tranquil room compared to downstairs; it was large with seating around the outside with several little tables. The decor was all pine and varnished, the atmosphere was soft with the relaxing music playing at low volume in the background. The lighting was dimmed; I can imagine this room is just what you need when your night at the club was winding down. In the middle of the room was a set table with two chairs, he motioned me to sit and he accompanied. As soon as we were seated and settled a guy promptly came out of the backroom and took our drinks order; I ordered a Cosmo and The Joker whisky. “What will it be doll?” he asked the tuxedoed waiter had returned. “You can have anything” I doubted that but I asked for a classic Lasagne with garlic bread, J of course went for a steak. As soon as the waiter had left the room J broke the silence “Now I want to play a game” he smiled “I’m going to say my theory based on my observations as to what sort of life has brought you here and if I’m right you have to tell me details Deal?”
“What if you’re wrong” I replied.
“I’m never wrong doll face” He said seriously but with a smile. I throw him a look to continue.
“You’ve hid yourself away and buried yourself among technology and come to master it” I smiled as he continued “This tells me as a child you were probably used to being alone or even ignored with only technology to keep you sane. I’d say you’re parents had no time for you and as you got older you used the skills their neglect forced you to learn to destroy them. This upbringing clearly left you to have little or no value for human life and generally lack human connections and emotions. You were gifted with beauty so it was never hard for you to get what you wanted, you mastered the art of manipulation; but you always ended up back in the shadows where you feel you have the most power” He was looking at me with such a smug look which I wish I could wipe of his face but he wasn’t wrong. I felt a pang in my heart that someone knows this about me, I felt slightly vulnerable. “Am I really that transparent” I asked with a concerned look on my face. “No doll but I know a damaged soul when I see one. He gently stroked my cheek. He is the king of manipulation after all and he thrives on the power of emotions and the fear and uncertainty that he can cause in his victims. “So care to divulge princess?” Deals a deal, I took a large sip of my drink
“My mother died during childbirth, something my father never forgave for. He spent as little time near me as he possibly could. I had a nanny and then a tutor who homeschooled me. My father was a high flyer at a data protection and Security Company, he brought a lot of work home with him; there was always computer and files about the house. I was left to my own devices, I had no friends, no social life and so when I wasn’t avoiding my father’s temper I made one for myself online. It’s amazing what I learned from my father’s work when he was out. As I grew up I grew angry and became much disassociated from life. I wanted out and wanted to make my father pay” His eyes were intently listening. “Well, what did you do?” he asked “I framed him for mass extortion from his company and bankrupt the shit out of him and took off” I felt an evil smirk come across my face. “Love the irony princess” he smirked. The food soon arrived and we hardly spoke until there was nothing left on our plates, the food was delicious. The plates were cleared and when more drinks arrived he stood “Follow me” he headed to another staircase, I briskly followed.
We emerged on a balcony overseeing the main floor below. The balcony had a metal safety bar running across the top of it and there was also a small ledge which I walked over and put my drink on. “What do you see when looking down?” he asked. I leaned forward slightly to look at the intoxicated herd of people below and pondered for a moment. “People who want to forget about their stresses and escape negative emotions of their lives” I answered unsure of where this was going. He stepped close behind me and trapped me as he placed both of his hand around me on the hand rails either side of me. “Desire” he whispered to me bringing the skin of his cheek to mine which sent electricity through me awakening my own desire. “Everyone including people like you and I who have such limited emotions all are controlled and act according to desire” He leaned forward slightly to join me in looking over the barrier and pressing his body harder into mine. “The desire to forget their life for a few hours, the desire to fit in and be part of something bigger than themselves so they do not have to accept how small they really are. The desire to have control” He started slowly pulling the long side of my dress up as he grabbed me round my waist. I closed my eyes and inhaled as his cold hands touched my skin. I remembered my gun and pushed his hand away letting my dress fall back down. He pulled me hard into him from around my stomach “Don’t deny me kitten” he snarled. “People like you and I who see the world for what it really is thrive of the desires of others” He leaned in again and whispered “Desire becomes surrender, surrender becomes power” He said this so seductively before gently nipping my neck. “I don’t normally play well with others but you baby I don’t want to leave alone”.
I turned around to face him “So don’t” I pulled him even closer to me and kissed him hard, his tongue met mine adding fuel to the fire of desire burning within me. I felt his cock twitch in his trousers. I pulled away and pulled at his belt and undone it; he exercises such control I was shocked he didn’t stop me. I took advantage and got down on my knees and freed his erection from his trousers. He gasped as I took his length into my mouth, as I started to flick my tongue across his tip he grabbed the back of hair and began guiding my head up and down again. He growled as I moved my head faster. “That’s enough baby” he groaned as he pulled away and grabbed my arm and pulled up and span me around and slammed me against the ledge before lifting me up onto it. I pulled his face to mine and we kissed passionately. He ran his hand up my leg and over my holster “Baby’s packing heat” he smirked as he grabbed the gun and launched it on the floor and proceeded up my leg further “No underwear for me to take off again kitten? I am spoilt” He lifted me up again and lowered me onto himself; I gasped and grabbed the metal bars to support my weight. He began thrusting himself into me each time filling me and hitting the walls at the front of my stomach. Throwing my head back I grabbed him and pulled the back of his hair causing him to growl. “Don’t stop” I cried as I could feel the tension already building up in my muscles. My moaning getting louder and deeper, with each thrust I grabbed the bar and the back of his neck even harder. He leant into my neck and bit me so hard I bit my own lip and made it bleed but I could no longer control my muscles as they contracted tight around him sending shockwaves of pleasure through my body. He groaned as he put me down, he looked at me and smiled “Now why don’t you finish showing daddy how good you’re pretty little mouth is” I slid of ledge careful not to allow my legs to buckle under me. He took my head in his hands and gently kissed me before lightly biting my bottom lip and softly sucked my wound. I smiled and he let out a small purr as I got on my knees. He grabbed my hair again and thrust himself into the back of my throat so far it made me gag. He loosened his grip on my hair and let me have free reign over him. I tightened my mouth grip and started bobbing my head at increasing speed. He threw his head back, his breathing grew heavy and starting gently thrusting in rhythm with my movement, his movements became slightly erratic. Knowing he was close I gripped the back of his shaft causing him to purr and grip my head tightly again as he released into my mouth. Before I could pull away to spit he pulled away and lifted my chin “Now swallow daddy down” He ordered, not having much choice I did. He helped me up and I quickly went over and downed my drink to wash away the taste as he sorted himself out. He walked over to my gun and picked it up, walking over to me he then ran the cold barrel up my inner leg and placed it back into it’s holster. He lifted my chin again but this time gently kissed my cheek “Be a good princess and wait in the car, daddy has some business to finish up, I won’t be long” I smiled sweetly and walked over and the down the stairs with a massive grin on my face.