Chapter 2: Niah
The moon hung full and heavy in the sky, bathing me in ethereal silver light. Sitting on the beach chair at this time is truly surreal. Listening the waves, I observe the group of man playing handball. I have tried them all but they didn't fit me, my methods are pretty hardcore and I know the new or low level subs can't satisfy me. Well, I have tried all expect him, Sebastian, whom I have my eyes from quite a time.
The slight issue is, I can't seem to catch his aura unlike others, though I do have a doubt that he is a switch.
Sebastian has tousled dark hair, intense gray-blue eyes, and a lean physique. I have seen him working out in the hotel gym, the sweat trickling down his chest and the way his biceps flex when he lifts. The thought had excited me and made me insatiably hungry to put my marks on him, to see how truly submissive he can be.
"Are you coming?" Sebastian shouts. With a devilish grin, I stand and tread towards him, swaying my hips for added effect. He had invited me on our third dinner date though I can see how this will truly end.
I know it will lead to something sexual and I'm more than ready to take charge. My heart flutters as I approach. Tonight, I will have him how I want and he will submit.
We arrive at the hotel restaurant and a waft of fresh bread and spices filled the air. The candlelight flickers and reflects in his eyes, making them appear darker somehow. I order the wine and look into his eyes.
"You are magnificent, Niah," he says in his husky voice.
I smirk, "You should control that pretty little mouth of yours if you actually want to have dinner."
He chuckles but complies as we skip to the dinner.
He opens the top button of his shirt as he smirks. Talking about various topics, I see his eyes drifting to my lips more that often as I clench my jaw.
"Let's get out of here before I make you cry my name here." I whisper before grabbing his hand.
Sebastian's eyes flash with interest as I lead him to my suite.Once inside, I push him against the wall and kiss him hard, my tongue delving into his mouth as I taste the wine. My hands find his chest, and I tug at his shirt, exposing his muscled torso. I feel his cock harden as I grind against him, and he lets out a low moan.
Leaving him I smirk at his hard dick, "The hell are you doing." He grunts before moving towards me, "Stand still, Sebastian." I command, no ounce of warmth in my voice.
He stops in his tracks as his jaw clenches in frustration. I smile to myself as I take a step back, admiring his hardened form. Slowly, I take off my dress, letting it pool to the floor, and I see Sebastian's gaze fall to my cleavage.
"See something you like?" I say, arching my back.
"Fuck, yes." He mutters, running a hand through his hair.
I move towards him, tracing my fingers down his chest and abdomen.
He catches my finger as he look dead into my eyes, I click my tongue as I move away from him.
"You will not touch me without my permission. Do you understand, brat?" I hiss, causing my demanding voice to be answered immediately with a yes.
"Now, remove your pants and underwear and on your fours, immediately." I command, matching my cold tone with a sharp stare.
Sebastian obeys instantly and I am pleased. Kneeling behind him, I take a moment to admire his body before me. His lean muscles are slightly visible from his translucent shirt, with perfect length of his dark hairs. His narrow waist leads down to his muscular thighs, and his cock is hanging in the air, hard and needy.
"You will remain perfectly still unless instructed otherwise." I say, my voice low and menacing as I run my hands along the curve of his ass.
I see him shiver under my touch. I traced my fingers along his crack and push him back. He jumps, But I pull him back gently, causing him to swallow, anticipating my next move.
Slowly, I spread his cheeks apart. My fingers trace slowly, softly down his crack, lingering just above his hole. I can feel his body trembling with anticipation. I can practically hear his thoughts, begging me to touch him. To penetrate him.
I smile to myself, devising a wicked plan.
I stand and walk over to my suitcase, pulling out a small bottle of lube and a thin, metal butt plug. Sebastian's eyes widen as he watches me, his breathing quickening with every passing second.
"Please, Niah," he whispers, his voice trembling. "I want you."
I smirk, making my way back towards him. "And you will have me, but first, I want to play with you a little."
I pour a generous amount of lube onto my fingers and rub them together, warming it up.
I move back behind him, and I can see the beads of sweat forming on his forehead. I can feel the tension in his body, the anticipation of what's to come. And then, with a single finger, I begin to circle his hole.
Sebastian's breath hitches as I make the first contact, his body trembling again under my touch.
I begin by slowly massaging his hole, feeling it open up to my touch. I can feel him relax under my fingers, and I hear a soft moan escape his lips.
I insert one finger, feeling the warmth and tightness of his body close around it. I move it slowly, letting him get used to the sensation.
"Just relax," I whisper. "Let me in."
Sebastian takes a deep breath, his body quivering as I begin to explore him. I can feel his muscles tensing as I push my finger deeper, but he stays still, following my instructions.
I add another finger, stretching him wider as I move them in and out. I can feel his body adjusting to the intrusion, but there's still a hint of resistance.
"Do you trust me?" I ask, looking into his eyes.
"Yes," he replies, nodding his head.
"I trust you."
I add more lube and insert a third finger, pushing them deeper into his warm, inviting channel.
"Fuck, Niah!" he screams out, his voice echoing through the room.
"That's right, Sebastian. Feel me inside you," I say, my voice dripping with pleasure.
I continue to thrust my fingers in and out of him, watching his body react with each motion.
Sebastian moans, arching his back as he pushes himself onto my hand.
"You like that, don't you?" I ask, my voice filled with pleasure.
"Yes, Niah. It feels so good," he replies, his breath hitching as I curl my fingers inside him.
I can feel his body tightening around me, his muscles clenching with every thrust. I know he's close to the edge, but I'm not ready for him to cum yet.
I pull my fingers out of him, causing him to gasp with shock and disappointment.
I reach for the butt plug on the bed, coating it with lube before I press it against his opening. I push it in slowly, causing him to moan as it fills him up. I watch his face scrunch up in pleasure as I fuck him with the plug.
"That's it, Sebastian," I say. "Take it. Take all of it."
I push it in further, until it's fully embedded in him. Sebastian groans, his eyes rolling back in pleasure.
I can tell he's never experienced anything like this before, and I'm happy to be his first. I take my time, enjoying the feeling of him submitting to me, allowing me to take control.
I can see the arousal in his gaze. I pull his hips back, pushing them further up in the air as I take hold of his cock. I stroke him gently, matching my every thrust with the butt plug. He moans, his body trembling under my touch.
"Niah, please!" he begs. "I need to cum."
I smile as I push him onto the bed as he whimpers. Placing my pussy right above his entrance, I circle his cock with my precum, teasing him.
My body is hot, my pussy is wet and my nipples are rock hard. I grind my hips against him, feeling his dick gliding through my pussy. But I don't let him in yet. I'm a dominant, and I love to tease.
"Ahhh, fuck Niah. Let me in," he begs, his eyes closed in pleasure and I can see his hands itching to touch me.
"Let that hand of yours touch me and you'll sleep with blue balls tonight." I hiss, the tone of my voice heavy with warning.
The look in his eyes tells me that he's desperate to cum, but he also knows not to cross this line. He whimpers and nods, his eyes pleading with me.
Slowly, I let the head of my pussy touch his cock. He lets out a loud moan, trying to thrust up to meet me. But I pull away, denying him the satisfaction of entering me.
His groan of frustration is music to my ears. I want him to suffer, to feel the ache of desire burning within him. I want him to beg for release.
"Niah," he whimpers, tears filling his eyes. "I need you."
I tease him some more, brushing my pussy against the tip of his cock. He thrusts up again, trying to get inside me, but I pull away every time.
"Say it," I command, my voice filled with dominance.
"Beg for it."
"Please, Niah. I beg you. Let me inside you. Let me cum," he pleads, his voice shaking with desire.
I finally give him what he wants, lowering myself onto his cock. He lets out a loud moan as I take him in, inch by inch. I feel his length filling me up, stretching me wide. My pussy tightens around him, and I can feel every inch of him inside me.
I start to move, slowly at first, grinding my hips against his as I let out a low moan.
I can feel every inch of him inside me, the pleasure building between us. I start to pick up the pace, riding him faster and harder. I can see the pleasure written all over his face, his eyes closed in ecstasy as he moans my name.
"Fuck. You feel so good," he groans, his hands gripping my hips as I ride him.
His nails dig into my skin, leaving a stinging sensation. But I don't stop, I only ride him harder, feeling the pleasure build within me.
I can feel my orgasm approaching, my body tensing as I get closer and closer.
"That's it, Seb. Come for me," I command, my voice filled with desire.
He obeys, his cock throbbing as he releases inside of me. I feel his hot cum fill me up, triggering my own orgasm. I cry out, my body shaking as I ride out the waves of pleasure.
I collapse on top of him, my body spent and satisfied. He wraps his arms around me, holding me close as we both catch our breath.
Our bodies are slick with sweat, our hearts beating wildly in our chests. The room is filled with the sound of our moans and the smell of our shared pleasure.
"Fuck, Niah," he murmurs, his breath hot against my neck. "That was incredible."
"Yes, it was," I reply, a wicked smile crossing my lips. "But we're not done yet."
I push myself up, my hands pressing against his chest as I straddle his hips.
I smirk as I see the lust in his eyes, his cock still hard and ready for more.
"Again?" I ask, teasingly.
"Yes, please," he replies, his hands reaching up to grip my waist.
I lean down, my hair falling around us like a curtain as I capture his lips in a passionate kiss. My tongue dances with his, exploring the depths of his mouth as my hips begin to move.
I grind against him, feeling the friction of our bodies as I rub my clit against his length.
He groans, his hands pulling me closer as I continue my slow torture. I break the kiss, my head falling back as I pant with pleasure.
"Niah, faster," he grunts, his hands gripping my hips as he tries to move me faster.
But I won't let him. I keep my pace slow and steady, driving him crazy with desire. I can feel his cock twitching, his release building as he writhes beneath me.
"Tell me how much you want me." I demand, my voice low and seductive.
Sebastian's breath hitches as he looks over at me, his eyes dark with desire. "I want you so bad. I need to feel you, to taste you."
I can't help but smile at his words. I lean in closer to him, my lips brushing against his ear as I whisper, "Then it's yours."
In one swift motion I take him in, a gasp escaping my mouth as I hold there for a second to let my pussy adjust with the impact.
He groans, his eyes rolling back as he feels himself sinking within me. I can't help but dig my nails into his shoulders with the pleasure swirling inside me.
I start to move, grinding my hips in circles as I take him in deeper, moaning and whimpering in delight. He lets out a grunt, thrusting his hips upward to meet me, his erection stirring within my body.
We move together, finding a slow rhythm that makes us both cry out with pleasure.
With each slow thrust, I can feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge.
"Cum for me, Seb. Let it go." I command through gritted teeth.
"Please, I need to move faster!" He begs, his body shaking.
"No." I say as I suppress a satisfied moan, my movement slow and deliberate.
I can see the desperation in his eyes, the need to let go and find the release.
The way the muscles in his arms and chest flex under his sweat-slicked skin, the way his breath comes in short, raspy gasps, and the way he bites his bottom lip to keep from crying out.
"Please, Niah, I can't take it anymore." He begs, his voice low and guttural.
"You'll take whatever I give you, boy." I reply, my own voice thick with lust.
"Either you cum before me or you are not coming at all, brat" I growl.
"Please, I can't cum on this pace. You have to go faster. Please Niah."
I smile wickedly at him, my body grinding down more slower on his cock. "Begging won't make me go any faster, brat."
"Please." He cries out, his hips bucking up desperately. "Fuck, I need it."
"Niah, please." He cries out, his body shaking with need.
"No," I say, giving him a cold look ignoring all his pleas.
"If you can't control your orgasms, you don't deserve to come at all."
His face falls, and I see the disappointment in his gaze, but he knows he has no choice but to obey. I move on him at a frustratingly slow pace, giving myself immense pleasure in his suffering.
"I own you now, Sebastian," I say, staring into his soul.
His breath hitches as he nods, his eyes pleading with me as I continue my slow and merciless teasing.
"You will only cum when I allow it," I say, my voice low and commanding.
Sebastian whimpers, his hips bucking helplessly as I move my pussy up and down his length. His cock twitches within me, his release still just out of reach. he cries out, his voice full of desperation.
I smirk, leaning in to whisper in his ear.
"You'll cum when I say you can. Not a second sooner."
"Please, Niah," he begs, his voice full of desperation. "I need it."
"I know you do, brat," I reply, my tone dripping with amusement.
I continue to tease and torment him, riding him slow and steady as I watch the desperation grow on his face. His body trembles with the effort to hold back, his breath coming in short, ragged gasps.
I can see the strain in his muscles, the tension in his movements, and I know he's close. I can feel the tightening of his cock, the throbbing pulse of his release just waiting to burst free.
I lean in closer to him, my lips brushing against his ear as I whisper, "Cum for me, Sebastian. Let go."
I command, my voice husky and authoritative.
Sebastian's eyes roll back as he cums hard, filling me with his warm release. It triggers my own orgasm, and I moan as I ride through the waves of pleasure.
We lay there for a few moments, our bodies glistening with sweat and our chests heaving with breath. I feel a sense of power and control, and I can tell that Sebastian feels completely and utterly dominated.
"Were you ever dominated before, Seb?"
"A few times," he says amusing me. So, I was right after all, "You are a switch."
"I think so too." He says, still catching his breath.
I smirk, I have many more tricks up my sleeve to keep Sebastian on his toes and begging for more. I plan to push him to his limits and see just how far he's willing to go for me. I want to see him broken, trembling, and begging for mercy.
"Up, on your knees," I command, my voice cold and commanding.
He looks at me with utter confusion, trying to find any humor in my voice, "I... I can't, Niah" His voice is weak, and I can see the exhaustion etched into every line of his body.
Despite his pleas, I am not satisfied. I know he can give me more. I want to push him past his limits and break him down completely. I want to see what lies beyond the surface, the raw, uninhibited desire that I know is hidden within him.
"Get on your hands and knees. Now." My voice is firm, brooking no argument.
He hesitates for a moment, but then he complies, moving into position on the bed.
I can see the exhaustion written all over his face, but I don't care. I'm not done with him yet and certainly his hardened cock says otherwise. I crawl onto the bed behind him, my hands trailing over his sweat-slicked skin as I take in the sight of his perfect body. His ass with the butt plug still inside him is still up in the air, still so temptingly close to my grasping hands.
In one go, I remove the plug from him as he hiss in pain.
I smile wickedly, my hand wrapping around his cock as I begin to stroke him gently. His hips buck slightly at the touch, a soft moan escaping his lips. I pump him slowly, my hand moving gently up and down his length as I lean in closer to his ear. I whisper, my voice dripping with seduction. "You like it when I touch you like this."
He nods, unable to find the words to respond.
Giving it few more strokes, I leave it making him grunt in the process.
"Do you know what butt fisting is?" I ask nonchalantly, tracing my fingers down the curve of his ass.
Sebastian shivers, his breath hitching as he swallows hard. "N-no," he stammers, meeting my gaze with wide, nervous eyes.
"Good, because it's something I have yet to try," I smirk, my voice purring with wicked intent.
I bring my hand to my mouth, my lips wrapping around my fingers as I moisten them with saliva.
"Just say your name, if it's too much."
I watch as Sebastian's eyes widen, his breath hitching as he realizes my intentions.
"N-Niah, I don't think..." he starts to protest, but I cut him off with a stern look.
"Don't think, Sebastian," I command, my voice firm and unyielding. "Just feel."
I remove my hand from my mouth, my wet fingers trailing down his crack before teasingly tracing around his hole. I can feel him tense under my touch, but I don't relent.
"N-Niah, I-I don't know," he stammers, his voice wavering with uncertainty.
I look down at him, my eyes burning with intensity and determination. "You can take it, Sebastian. You're stronger than you think."
He nods, taking a deep breath as I slowly push my thumb into him. He winces at the initial invasion, but I don't stop.
I continue pushing my thumb into him, watching his body react to my every movement. He's breathing heavily now, his eyes squeezed shut as he tries to adjust to the sensation. I can see his muscles clenching around my thumb, the tightness of his hole making my core throb with anticipation.
Once I've worked my thumb all the way in, I curl it forward, rubbing against his sweet spot. He cries out in pleasure, his hips bucking involuntarily. I smirk, my eyes gleaming with satisfaction. I've got him right where I want him.
With my thumb buried deep inside him, I slowly start to push my fist into his tight hole. I can feel his body resisting me, trying to keep me out. But I won't be denied. I continue to apply steady pressure, my fist gradually disappearing inside him.
"Oh God, Niah!" Sebastian cries out, his voice barely above a whisper.
His whole body is trembling, his muscles clenching and releasing around my fist as he struggles to take me. I can feel his heart pounding against my knuckles, every beat echoing through my body.
He's so tight around me, it's almost painful, but the pleasure outweighs the discomfort by far. I continue to push in, inch by inch, my eyes never leaving his face as I study his every reaction.
Sebastian is breathing heavily, his eyes screwed shut and his lips parted in a silent cry. Sweat glistens on his forehead, tracing the contours of his face and dripping down onto the bed below. He looks so vulnerable, so completely at my mercy, and the sight of it sends a surge of excitement coursing through me.
I pull my fist back, almost completely out of him, before slamming it back in with a force that makes both of us cry out in pleasure.
"Oh, fuck, Niah! Yes!" Sebastian screams, his body shivering as I continue to drive my fist into him.
His moans are so loud and raw, they make my heart race. His tight, wet hole clenches around my knuckles, pulling me in deeper with each thrust. It feels like I'm being swallowed whole by him, and I can't get enough of it.
I pull out, then slam back in, making Sebastian scream out in pleasure. I can feel his insides tightening around my fist, trying to pull me in deeper. The feeling is indescribable, overwhelming my senses.
"Fuck, you feel amazing," I growl, as I continue my assault on his body.
Sebastian's body is trembling, his breath coming in ragged gasps. Sweat trickles down his chest and back as I continue to fuck him mercilessly.
His moans and groans fill the room, mixing with the sounds of our skin slapping together. I can feel every inch of him, his walls gripping my fist tightly, attempting to milk me of every last drop.
"D-don't stop, Niah. Please, don't stop," he begs, his voice hoarse.
His thighs shake as he struggles to stay upright, my hands holding him and keeping him in place. The scent of our sweat and sex mingles in the air, making my breath catch and heart race every time I breathe it in.
"Niah," he pleads, "Shh, I know. Cum for me baby, you are doing so good. Cum for me." I command, my voice thick with desire and authority.
Sebastian moans, unable to hold back any longer. He tenses, his body tightening around my fist as his cum spills out, coating the sheets beneath us.
I watch as a satisfied grin spreads across his face. I clean him up, taking extra care around his delicate hole, still sensitized from our earlier encounter. His cock is still half-hard, a testament to how much he enjoyed our little session.
I clean myself up, throwing the towel into the basket before returning to my place. I lay down next to him, pulling the blanket over our naked bodies.
The silence stretches on, neither of us feeling the need to speak.
The only sounds in the room are our heavy breathing and the occasional rustle of the blanket as we adjust our positions.
Sebastian turns towards me, propping himself up on one elbow as he gazes down at me. His eyes are dark, his pupils dilated with desire. I can feel the heat radiating off of him, making my skin prickle with anticipation.
Without a word, he leans down, his lips meeting with mine in a soft kiss. I chuckle before wrapping my arms around him as he lays beside me, taking me in his safe embrace and drifting to the world of dreams.