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I closed my eyes softly, the soft touch of his lips against my back almost comforting. "G-gerard." I stammered in a muffled tone, his cock rubbing against my bare ass through his jeans. "Shh Baby..." He
mused, tracing an invisible line down my spine, making me shudder beneath his fingertips. "Something begining with...W." He continued, murmureing against my ear, his voice but a seductive rumble against my
skin. Aroused, he grinded into me agonizingly slow and hard, forcing me to ball my hands into fists with uncontrolable want. 'Shit what is he doing to me!?'" My mind raced wildly, a thin sheet of sweat
smothering my body as I become flustered. "You may want to bite down on something other than your tongue...You'll be needing it later." He muttered menacingly, standing above my restricted corpse.
Suddenly, a firey surge of agony was inflicted upon my back, making me scream against the fabric in my
mouth. He groaned lowly above me as the red mark appeared thickly across my back. He straddled me once more, making it so his lips were inches from my ear. "Louder...my name...or It'll get worse." He warned, his voice stained with an amused tone as he spoke. I wanted to protest, to say I had enough but couldn't find the words, my length pulsating beneath me and digging into the matress in excitement. He bought it down again brutally, craving my voice, my submission. I bit roughly against his boxers, squirming in pathetic desperation as he removed the material from my mouth. "

Fucking. Scream. I'm warning you. " He spoke in a thick, husky trend, the sound carrying a strange sense of sensuality to it. He bought the whip down several more times, with added brutality each time he did. "F-FUCK GERARD PLEASE!" I cried out in submission as I felt myself become completey hard, lost in a mixture of pain and erotic pleasure. "That's a good boy..." He whispered in a patronizing chime, running his tongue down my back, making the fresh marks the leather of the whip had left sting like hell. I whimpered aloud, feeling his tongue go lower as a low chuckle erupts from his throat. "N-no, what are you doing?" I stammered, trying to pull myself away
from his hands but failing as he dug his nails into the sides of my thighs. "Behave darling, you wouldn't want to upset Mr. Way when he's in his element..." He taunted in a very camp fashion, sliding his tongue up my entrance.

A girlish whimper released itself from my throat. I blushed a deep rouge, burrying my face into the pillow to conceal the red sheen across my cheeks. "G-God no..." I stutter shyly, an unfamiliar feeling rising in my chest. As if I wanted-no, needed this. His sweaty palms across my burning skin, screaming for friction; my pupils, dilated with fear and exhilliration; his length at my ass. Suddenly, I found my requirements slowly transforming into reality. I was sure, this is what I wanted. I groaned in lust as he grinded against me, spreading my legs ever so slightly before pulling away. "I don't think I will actually..." He stated unexpectedly. "Wh-what? Why? No-you can't just-I mean-you were going to-Frank!" I babbled incoherently, knotting my eyebrows in confusion. "So you do want me..." He chuckled, a knowing expression dancing across his features. "N-no it's not that I just-!" I began to protest, realising I'd
just dropped myself in it. "Oh? So you don't want this..." He tormented me, moving from the bed and
sliding on his black button down shirt. "Gerard don-" I stopped myself and chewed my lower lip anxiously. He turned back to face me as he stood at the side of the bed, still only in his shirt which was currently gaping open and exposing his body fully. "Shit..." I breathed out sharply as he crouches down next to my face, brushing the hair from my eyes. "You want this?" He asked simply, his hands trailing down my back. Nodding my head and squeezing my eyes shut, I whispered, "Yes..." He pulled away from me with a crooked smirk, unlocking one of the handcuffs and flipping me over once more before returning the cuff to my wrist.

"Beg. I want you to beg for me...like the filthy little whore you are." He instructed, closing his eyes in pleasure as my eyes widen in reluctance. "No...No Gee, c'mon, I can't..." I confessed, staring down at my chest. "Fine." He stated sourly, tugging on his boxers and jeans. "Should be interesting though...when they find you here like this. I mean come on, there's going to be questions and well, lets face it,you're in no position to try and get away." He winked cheekily and began to leave. I whimpered in fear of anyone else seeing me like this, my heart thumping wildly in a frantic panic. I tugged roughly at the chains restricting me and became flustered. "P-Please! Gerard! I-I'll do anything. Fuck me...please." I pleaded, tilting my head back in humiliation. I felt him clamp my jaw in his hands and he forced me to face him, a sleazy grin on his lips. "Why you foul mouthed little whore..." He spoke faintly, staring at me in
fascination. "Say it." He growled against my jaw, making me jump slightly. "Say you're a filthy little bitch, my bitch..." I fussed beneath him when he straddled me once more. "I'm y-your..." I started, gulping and blushing madly against his cool lips. "Go on..." He persisted, allowing his fingertips to slide down from my bellybutton to just above my groin. "I'm your f-filthy little bitch..." I mumble beneath my breath, unable to avoid his eyes as he stared at me in amusement. "Louder." He hissed, clearly
becoming aroused as I submit. "Please...no, just fuck me..." I beg, thrusting up against him desperately.

He smirked and grabbed some lube off of the cabinet, covering hiself and my entrance. He rubbed his member against my ass softly, but enough to make me feel something. I clenched my teeth and ground them together, bucking up so he enters me slightly, making me groan. "Oh-sneaky..." He murmured, wagging a
finger in disaproval before entering me without warning. "AH!" I yelped, the sudden friction surprising me. "Now..." He grunted as he bucked into me roughly. "I want you to say it louder . Or I'll pull out of you." He threatened, making me shudder. "Gerard...don't.." I plead, choking out the only words that come to mind. "Don't think I won't..." He began to slow down, smirking at my reaction. "I'M YOUR FILTHY LITTLE BITCH!" I yelled in frustration, wanting this more than anything. He bit down on his lip hard and groaned wildly as I thrust up to increase the friction between us. "Feisty little fucker..." He growls, returning my act by racking his hips against mine, dragging his long nails down my sides harshly. I moaned loudly and felt myself near climax and pulled at the cuffs restraining me, my breath hitching in my throat as I felt him release inside of me. "A-Ah! Frank!" He gasped, his outburst the only tool I needed to come myself. "OHSHITGERARD!" I shout, unable to repress my groans. He pulled out of me, falling against my
chest as he slumped down onto me, his libido suddenly exaughsted. "Bit too much for you am I?" I panted in humour, using the last of my energy to thrust upwards.

He closed his eyes and smiled in content. "I haven't slept recently...I was planning this-building up the courage I s'pose. " He confessed shyly, the first normal human quality I'd seen from him today. "That's pretty obsessive..." I told him with a humoured smile, feeling suddenly tired myself. I yawn and stare down at him, his previously malicious features now softening. "Mhm..you could say that..." He mumbled lightly, close to falling asleep on my chest. "Hey Frank...?" He questioned sleepily, wrapping his arms around my body. "Uh-yeah Gee?" I responded in confusion, cocking an eyebrow at him. "We should do this again sometime..." He giggled, nuzzling into my chest softly. I chuckled nervously and shake my head in disbelief. "Just promise me something next time?" I ask with a small smile. "What's that?" He asked, knotting his eyebrows lightly. "Break me gently." I request with a grin, feeling him nod against my skin. "I'll see what I can do..." He murmurs, a smirk clear on his voice before he drifts to sleep on my
chest. "G-Gerard? Gee? The cuffs-Gerard?" I whisper, reluctant to disturb him.

God Dammit.