Twisted Romance

By Lia Star

Chapter Four

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A/N: You know, I really did mean to update this one sooner. Honest. I’ve just been really busy working. And on the few days that I’ve had off, I’ve been sleeping, trying to catch up on the sleep I lost when I was working. Not that that is any excuse, but still. I apologize. I am glad, though, that everyone liked the last chapter. I got some great reviews, and I thank everyone who sent them. In this chapter, you’ll learn about Justin. So, I hope that you enjoy it.

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Justin smiled after Kiwi as he left him with Slater after making the introductions. He knew the man was a sub, but that didn’t mean that he couldn’t try. Chuckling, he turned to the man who was seated at the table, smiling.

“Hello there. Pretty little thing, aren’t you?” Slater questioned, sipping his drink.

“May I sit?” Justin inquired, motioning to the empty seat at the table.

Slater inclined his head, letting Justin know that he didn’t mind. “Please.”

Justin settled into the chair, his eyes trained to the man’s before him, waiting for the man to speak.

“So. Kiwi said that you are in need of some…attention…tonight,” Slater commented.

Justin smiled slightly, nodding, “You could say that.”

“Hmm…you know the rules that you would have to follow if we were to leave together?” Slater questioned, sipping his drink.

Justin nodded, replying, “I do, unless there are any extra ones that you would like to instate.”

“Very good. I have only one extra rule for you to follow. From now on, until the end of the night, you are to call me nothing other than Dom. Understand?” Slater questioned.

Justin nodded, murmuring, “Yes, Dom.”

“Very good, mutt,” Slater replied.

At the insult, a shudder went through Justin’s entire being, his cock stirring.

Slater grinned, asking, “Liked that, did you?”

Justin only nodded.

Placing his glass on the table, Slater got to his feet. “We’ll go to your place. Since I don’t know where it is, you’ll drive.”

Justin nodded, getting to his feet too and following Slater from the club, unaware of the eyes that followed his progress.

They found Justin’s car, and it took them about a half an hour to get to Justin’s place from the club. Nothing was said between the two during the ride, Slater having ordered Justin not to speak a word.

After pulling up to the apartment building, Justin parked the car and got out, waiting for Slater.

Slater frowned up at the building, asking, “Are you sure that this is a good place for this?”

“My apartment is soundproofed, Dom,” Justin replied.

Slater grinned, nodding. “Very well then. Lead on, mutt.”

Justin led the way through the building to his apartment on the basement floor. At his apartment door, he paused and unlocked it, standing to one side to allow Slater to enter before him.

“Very nice, mutt. Very nice indeed,” Slater murmured, glancing around the room.

Slater looked back to Justin, asking, “I assume that you have the necessary implements that I would require?”

Justin nodded, replying, “They’re in the bedroom, Dom.”

Humming lightly, Slater motioned for Justin to lead the way to the bedroom.

Showing Slater to the bedroom, Justin pulled open his closet, revealing various leather straps and whips. This was his toy chest, the place he kept all the instruments that he loved to have used on him.

Slater nodded approvingly. “Very good, mutt.” He reached out a hand, fingertips grazing along the leather instruments until he came to a leather collar with metal studs lining it. Grinning, he pulled it out, and proceeded to wrap it around Justin’s neck with the studs turned in so that they dug into Justin’s flesh. Pulling the leather strap tight, Slater fastened it, leering at the shudder that went through Justin at the pain the studs caused.

“Do you like that, pet?” Slater murmured.

Justin whimpered slightly, nodding. “Yes, Dom.”

Slater nodded. “I want you to strip and get on the bed. Lay on your front with your arms and legs stretched towards each post.”

Justin nodded, obeying without complaint. Discarding his clothing, he stretched himself out on his bed and lay on his front, stretching his arms and legs towards each corner of the bed. He moaned loudly when he felt the thick iron cuffs snap around his wrists and ankles, before being attached to the bed posts.

Slater grinned slightly, going back to the closet and pulling out a silver chain. Going back to the bed, he grasped the collar, twisting it so that the hook was at the back of Justin’s neck, causing the metal studs to dig into flesh, some of them drawing blood and making the collar slick.

Justin groaned, arching into the bed as his cock pulsed with pleasure. “Please…Dom…”

Slater hooked the chain onto the collar and glanced up, hopeful. He grinned when he saw the hook on the ceiling, and with just a little effort, was able to attach the end of the chain to the hook, leaving Justin to strain as the blood dripped from under the collar as his neck was pulled up harshly.

Making another trip to the closet, Slater chose a slightly bendable riding crop. Returning to the bed, and without giving Justin any warning, Slater raised the riding crop over his head, bringing it down hard across Justin’s back.

At the flash of pain originating from his lower back, Justin arched off the bed, his cock thrusting harder into the bed as he opened his mouth, a harsh scream escaping his lips.

At the sound of his voice, Slater moaned, grating out, “That’s it bitch. Scream. Let me know you feel it.”

Justin quivered at the harsh tone, rubbing himself against the bed, gasping as the crop met his flesh again, pleasure shooting through his nerves, chasing the pain.

The blows continued to rain down on his back, and he screamed again when the crop finally broke the skin, slicking his back with his own blood.

Eyes darkened with lust, Slater threw the crop to the floor, pulling off his own clothes before climbing on the bed behind Justin and settling himself between Justin’s spread legs. Running his fingers through the blood covering Justin’s back, he wet his fingers, digging them briefly into the open wounds, causing Justin to arch again and scream, pleading, “Please Dom! I need you inside!”

Growling, Slater slammed two fingers deep inside Justin’s passage, twisting them, opening Justin and stretching him for a moment before pulling them back out. Pausing only to grab a condom from his jeans, he slammed into Justin relishing in the scream the echoed around the room.

Not pausing to let Justin adjust to his size, Slater slammed himself home again and again, uncaring of the blood that began to drip from the shackled wrists or Justin’s neck and back. All he cared about was his own pleasure.

Justin began to sob, the mixture of pleasure and pain together overwhelming him as he thrust back against the body atop him then grinding against the bed below him. When Slater leaned over him sinking his teeth into Justin’s shoulder enough to draw blood, Justin thrust viciously into the bed, a harsh scream erupting from his mouth as he came violently, clenching around the cock that was buried deep in his ass. He vaguely heard the panting moan behind him as Slater came directly after him before he passed out, welcoming the darkness.

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To Be Continued….

A/N: Hey all!!! Well!!! It’s certainly been a long time since I updated this story!!! Hell, it’s been a long time since I updated any of my stories! I really apologize for that. I’ve been having a major case of writer’s block for the last few months, and I seem unable to get over it. Well, anyway, I hope that everyone liked this chapter. Ciao!