Caught in the Devil's Sheets (30 page)

“Oh, baby!” I whisper loudly.

His cock moves rapidly, deep inside me, then he pulls out, so just the tip rests at my entrance. Then he pushes back in again, and I moan loudly. It feels amazing, like he is the perfect fit to my body. Sitting up like this, his cock is forced against the front wall of my vagina. It hits my sweet spot and my body convulses each time it does. Odin’s lips come back to mine, his tongue circling around in my mouth. I suck on it and nibble on his lips, moaning sweetly into them. The intoxicating rhythm of him inside me endures, taking me all the way. I take his neck in one hand, bringing it to my lips. I begin sucking hard, pulling his skin between my teeth as the muscles in my body quicken and tighten.

“Ah!” he groans in a husky voice, as I sink my teeth into him.

His hips flex faster and my whole body clenches around him. My nails into his back, my teeth in his neck and all the muscles inside me clamber down around him as I cum into pieces. I have no control as I spiral into an intense orgasm. Thankfully he holds me tightly to his chest holding me on the stool. I can taste his blood in my mouth and it only makes me cum harder. Odin lets out a loud, bone-crushing growl as he pours himself into me. I feel his nails digging into my ass, and he’s pulling hard at the roots of my hair as we climax together.

We slowly float down from our cloud and Odin doesn’t pull out of me. Instead, he tightens his hold on me, kissing the top of my head. All words still elude me as I hold onto him for dear life. I don’t know what his past entails. I know it’s dark and ugly, but I think I love the man that’s come out of it all.

No, Delilah, it’s too soon, don’t let passion and desire lead your heart, keep your head on straight!
Reason begs me not to give my heart out so easily. But it’s hard not to let your heart be led by passion.

Odin pulls his head away, looking down at me. I stare into his eyes, examining his emotion. He looks adoring. Not like the same eyes that gazed down on me while I was tied to the pool table. I like these eyes better. There’s a certain emotion behind them that draws me to him and keeps me coming back for more. They show his soft side. No one has ever made me feel so good about being me. Once upon a time, Billy Jay killed a man for me. It’s hard to say anyone will ever care more than him. But I feel like Odin is getting dangerously close. A hint of black eye from his fight with Rick is still present. He puts a hand on the side of my face, grazing his thumb over my cheek.

“Why do you take such good care of me?” I ask, gazing into his eyes.

“I always take care of what is mine.”

“Is it like this with all your subs?”

Odin thinks for a moment. “No,” he admits. It makes me feel special, knowing that I’m getting special treatment.

“A lot of things are different with you. Most of the women I’ve been with, it was all just for fun and sex. But with you it’s more than that.”

I pull his face down to mine, and press my lips into his. It’s empowering, knowing that I’m not just some piece of ass to him.

Odin finally pulls out of me. I try not to notice that the liquid that drips on the ground glows florescent in the black lighting.

“What do you want for dinner?”

I hadn’t even thought of dinner. I’m exhausted from our sex-filled day. “I dunno, I think I’m ready for bed,” I say, yawning.

He nods in approval, picking up my clothes. I stand on my feet, feeling wobbly. The muscles in my legs threaten to give out on me and I loathe the stairs, but I make it up them nonetheless. I crawl in bed beside a naked and too damn sexy Odin, who spoons me. He’s warm, and I fall asleep basking in his strong embrace.

Chapter 24
Sweet Sting of Submission

In the morning when I wake up Odin is not in bed. I look around for a minute and call out for him. He’s not in the bathroom, or at least he doesn’t call back. I need to pee, but I’m not sure whether or not the rules permit me to get up yet.

“Odin.” I call out a little louder. Still there is no response. To hell with it! I toss the covers off of me and head into the bathroom.

When I come out, Odin has breakfast laid out for me in his bedroom on a tray. I take a seat next to him on the bed, letting my hot oatmeal cool before taking a bite.

“Morning,” he says.

“Good morning!” I smile at him with a huge “I’m-very-happy-to-be-here” smile.

“You ready to have some real fun today?” he asks, handing me a napkin and some silverware.

“I didn’t realize yesterday was fake fun.” Yesterday was one of the best days of my life. I can’t imagine it getting a lot better, and I’m almost hurt to know Odin doesn’t feel the same.

“Yesterday was great, but it barely scrapes the surface of fun.” Odin has that look in his eyes, the one that has a world of hidden meaning behind it, and dares me to explore.

“What did you have in mind?” I ask.

Odin produces a small pink pill in the palm of his hand.

“What is it?”

“It’s an anesthetic. It will make you feel calm, and your skin numb and tingly. It’s made to take the edge off things.”

Whatever he has in mind, he thinks I will need to be numb for. The thought scares me. I stare down at the small pill in his hand.

“Is this what you want?” I ask. I have reserves about taking unknown pills, especially to ease the pain of rough sex. But if this is what he’s asking me to do, then there’s not much for me to think about.

“Lila, I would never use power over you to make you take anything. That would be very irresponsible of me. I have a rather intense afternoon planned for you. This might make it easier, that’s all. If you don’t want to take it, you don’t have to.” He leaves the decision up to me.

My heart races as I anticipate whatever it is he has planned. I can’t believe I’m doing this. Reason is screaming no at me.

“Is it safe?” I can trust him. If he says it’s safe, then I have no doubt it is.

“Of course,” he says as though I shouldn’t have to ask.

NO!
Reason could care less if he says it’s safe, but Desire is dying to know what he has planned for us. She all but stuffs a gag in Reason’s mouth and bats her lashes at me.
Go on, take it!
She coaxes.

I take the pill from Odin’s hand and I swallow it, shutting Reason into a closet.

“Finish your breakfast,” Odin says, and he stands to leave the room. “I’ll come get you in thirty minutes.”

Odin closes the door behind him and I hear him begin wrestling around in the loft. I leisurely spoon back my oatmeal, trying not to get anxious. Thirty minutes feels like eternity, but I can feel my muscles begin to relax in me. Things get hazy, like when I smoke a lot of weed. I pinch my skin and sure enough it almost feels like I’m dreaming. My skin is tingly and I giggle.

Odin comes back into his room. He’s wearing nothing but a pair of black jeans. He strolls over to me and holds his hand out for me.

“How are you feeling?” he asks.

For no apparent reason I smile. “Different,” I don’t know how to describe it.

He smiles, wild anticipation reading all over his face. He lifts me off the bed, and my feet feel light and airy underneath me. He leads me out to the loft.

There is a thick black cloth tarp laid over the pool table. A surgical tray on wheels with metal clothespins and other twisted sex toys looms in the corner of the table.
Holy shit!
I’m beginning to think it was a good call on his part to medicate me. I can tell this is going be to extreme. Somewhere Reason is kicking and screaming, but I can barely sense her in my clouded mind.

“Come! Take a seat up here,” he says, patting a hand on the pool table.

Biting my lip I slowly shuffle my feet in that direction.

“You can lose the robe.” he adds.

Reluctantly, I drop my robe on the floor.
Try to be open-minded and stay strong. You can do this!
Desire cheers me on.

He watches as I pull myself up onto the pool table. “Sit on your knees and put your hands behind your back,” he orders. He cuffs my hands behind my back. “What is the safe word?”

“Sanctuary.” I say in a tiny voice, trying to hide my fear.

“If you want me to stop, all you have to do is say it.”

After all Odin has done for me, I promise myself I will try my hardest to bear this for him, and not use my safe word. He freed me from Jaime, he helped me take on T-Dawg, burned the body, and even offered to take the blame for it. I owe him this. I am strong, I will not fail him.

He lifts a black bar with cuffs attached off the foot of the table. It’s about four feet wide and he uses it to spread my ankles apart, shackling them to either side. In the middle, there is metal loop. He attaches to the loop a metal clip with a long chain hanging from it. He stands up on the table and tosses the chain around an open support beam in the ceiling. He pulls the end so that my feet are raised up off the table. He heaves on the chain, until my butt is lifted about 6 inches off the table. My lower body is suspended, my head still rests on the table with my shoulders and upper back, and I brace myself with my arms that are restrained behind me. He takes a few steps back and I tilt my head backwards to see him.

“You look perfect,” he says trying to reassure me. He walks back over to me, leaning over me so his rock solid chest is in my face. He takes my breast in his mouth, sucking hard at my nipple. It tingles, even as I feel his teeth bite into it. It makes my entire breast feel like pins and needles. The surgical tray is within his arms-reach and he pulls one of the clothespins off of it. Pulling my nipple out with his teeth then letting go, my breast falls upward toward my chin. My nipple is hard and protrudes outward. Promptly he pinches the clothes pin onto it. Ouch! I can feel it! I bite my lip, trying hard not to concentrate on it. Then he takes my other nipple into his mouth, paying it the same harsh yet tantalizing treatment. When it falls from his teeth, he clamps a metal clothespin to it.
Fuck! That stings!

Straightening up, he looks down on me. “So perfect!” he says, giving the pins on my nipples a quick flick and sending a shock of pain into my chest.

“Ah!” I groan, but it only brings a smile to his face. I try to find the reason this is such a turn on to him. Right now, it’s only a biting pain in my tits for me.

Odin wheels the tray down to the opposite end of the table where I can’t see him. My initial instinct is to panic. I have to keep reminding myself, that this is Odin and I trust him.

Odin gets onto the table and perches on his knees behind my suspended legs, so I can see him glaring down at me. He takes my thighs in his hands and hunches over so his face is in between my legs. He sucks hard on my clit, bringing an erotic shock to my whole body that hits hardest at my nipples that ache under the clamp of the clothespins. He lifts his face and with one hand reaches around my leg to play with my clit. With his other hand he produces a large, steel dildo. He trails it between my legs, its cold! He wastes no time inserting the cold steel dildo inside me. It’s heavy and gravity pulls it deep down into me as I hang upside down from the ceiling. Odin’s fingers tentatively rub circles into my clit. I can’t feel it as intensely as I normally would. But it’s pleasing nonetheless, and I start to see the appeal of all this. Leaving the dildo inside me, he pulls from the tray what looks like a small silver bullet and duct tape. I watch wondrously as he turns the silver bullet on, and it starts to vibrate. I can hear it buzzing loudly. He lays it in between the skin that covers my clit, and it hums hard against me there. Then Odin takes a piece of duct tape and uses it to tape over the skin, so the bullet is tucked tightly against me. I roll my head back and forth, basking in the over stimulating feeling of the bullet, stuck against my nerves.

Odin lays kisses on the inside of my knee, trailing them down my thigh, kissing the tape that he’s just placed. He pulls the dildo halfway out, then releases it, letting the heavy steel drop back down inside of me. My body wrenches as it hits bottom.

He reaches under the black tarp, and produces a rubber paddle that looks thicker but more bendy then the pink one we used yesterday. Then he reaches under the tarp again, and pulls out a cat of nine tails flogger.
Shit! What else is he hiding under there?

I try to concentrate on the light buzzing taped between my legs. He teases the strands of the flogger up and down my torso and they tickle at my numb skin. “Do you want to please me?” he asks, walking around the table so he is standing parallel to my suspended legs, but can still look down and see my face.

I nod my head yes.

He smiles, an almost scary smile then unleashes the cat of nine tails onto my upper thigh just below my butt.

I cry loudly behind clenched teeth.

Odin uses a hand to push down on the duct tape stimulating me further before the cat of nine tails lashes down on my ass.

“Ah!”

His hand pushes circles on the tape, moving the bullet underneath it. The heavy buzzing massages me, and I feel myself come close to an orgasm. I try hard to concentrate on the vibration as nine tails lash down against my ass in the same spot again.

Odin turns to face me, taking his hand off the tape. He unzips his pants, and pulls his hard cock free.

“See how hard you make me, baby,” he says, stroking himself.

I try hard to imagine the now warm steel inside me is him. It helps with the unimaginable sting on my ass as he whips me again, jerking on himself as he does. His hand moves faster up and down his own length.
Fuck he is so hot!
I try to put all my attention on him as the whip strikes me again and again and once more.

“Aahhh!” I scream out loud, pain simmering through me.

Odin drops the whip and with his hand smacks the tape between my legs. The silver bullet pounds against my clit, and the dildo also wrenches deeper into me.

“Oh!” I cry out in excruciating pain mixed with undeniable pleasure.

With one hand Odin jerks hard at his huge cock and with the other smacks me again. The pain is intense, even though my skin is numb. I can feel the biting on my nipples from the clamps, the overwhelming hum against my clit and the weight of steel inside me. As excruciating as this is, I know I’m going to cum! Odin removes his hand from between my legs, and I fall away from the orgasm my body is begging to have. He picks up the rubber paddle and moves around the table to my other side. He wields it with force, bringing it down hard on my other butt cheek.

“MMM!” I bite down and moan. It doesn’t sting like the whip. In fact, my skin is numb to the blow, but it sends a painfully raw sensation through my entire left side. My whole body jolts.

“Are you okay?” Odin caresses my face, looking down into my eyes.

This is all very intense, I don’t know if “okay” is the word I’d first choose. I want to appear willing and daring, so I nod my head and allow him to go on.

“You are so fucking hot!” he says in a raspy voice.

It helps me gain the strength to withstand the next blow of the thick rubber paddle. Somewhere a voice in the back of my head is counting, with no clear end in sight.
4…5…6.
The burn of the paddle wears through the numbing of my skin. I bite back my safe word, grinding my teeth together and shutting my eyes as I endure one last terrifying blow.

Then Odin drops the paddle on the table, and walks back around to my head. Quickly he takes a black glove off the surgical tray and coats it with a layer of lubricant. I’m too concentrated on the pain I feel on my ass to really notice. With one swift movement and he’s on to the table, spreading his knees on either side of my face so I’m looking up at the inseam of his pants. His large, extremely hard cock is extended forward. He rips the tape off of me and it’s a quick biting sting like a band aid. Nothing compared to the blows of the rubber paddle. He pulls the steel from inside me. With his ungloved hand, he picks my head up and brings it up to meet his cock. I take it in my mouth, wildly sucking and moving my lips up and down. Odin pulls my head into him, forcing himself into my throat then letting my head down and back up again. I feel my neck strain, but I want so badly to make him cum.

He pushes the silver bullet away from me, and I hear it hit the table. Then he leans over and viciously sucks at my clit. Lubed fingers make their way inside me. The pain is gone and pure ecstasy consumes my entire body. I swirl my tongue around him. My throat is relaxed as the tip of him slides in and out. What feels like several fingers force their way inside me and I feel an excruciating tearing sensation.
Fuck! It hurts so much!
I wince, my teeth bearing down into his cock. I hear him growl, but his hips flex forward, pushing him further down my throat while his mouth violently assaults my clit. I’m screaming around him, my voice muffled by his cock which begins to spill hot liquid into my throat. Knowing I have brought him here makes me feel alive and the need to cum myself consumes me. I push past the pain I feel inside me and concentrate on his mouth violating me. My body locks down, pulling hard at my ankle cuffs. He lets my head go and it thuds back against the table. I immediately take in a huge breath as my orgasm takes me over.

I scream as my orgasm rips me into a million pieces. My whole body tries to break free and my spirit does, but my limbs are still shackled. There is an undeniable burning sensation inside me that hurts. It’s a cruel edge to the intense thrill that rushes through me, awaking every nerve inside my body.

“Fuck! Oh! Fuck!!!” I can’t contain the words that come screaming out of me, as I have the most painfully intoxicating orgasm burn its way through my body!

Odin rips his fingers free in a quick, unbearably torturous movement that sends pain searing through me, severing my orgasm short of its full potential. “OOW!” I wail, and tears prick my eyes.