The DomaNatrix

Malik cursed under his breath. He turned to lie on his back and
stared at his ceiling. He felt a soft tickle at his side and turned to
find Ryoko laying her head on his chest. She was beginning to
look tired. He brought the covers over them and closed his eyes.
He felt her fall asleep beside him

He awoke to the sounds of rain hitting the windows. He
stretched, cursing the sound of the water. He threw back the
covers and moved Ryoko’s head off his shoulder. She didn’t stir.
He moved carefully out of bed, and stood up. He looked at the
bathroom door, which was on the other side of his king-sized bed,
then at the balcony door, which was only a few steps away. His
hand just reached for the knob when a smaller hand caught us
wrist.

“Ryoko, please. I really have to pee. I’ll only be a minute.”

She smiled at him. Her arms wrapped around him and she pulled
him close to her. He resisted at first; he wasn’t in the mood to be
toyed with. He felt as if his bladder would split at any moment.

“You didn’t kiss me.” She said simply. Her hand pulled his hand
off the doorknob, and guided it to her back. She leaned in and
kissed him firmly. For a moment, Malik forgot everything. Then
the sounds of running water got louder. He started to wince. Oh,
GOD, not now! He realized that they were hovering on the
balcony. Ryoko broke the kiss and smiled at him again.

“Relax, we’re outside.”

Ryoko’s smile turned evil. Malik knew he was in for it now.
Ryoko pushed him down into a kneeling position then lay him
back. Malik bit back a curse as she lay on him.

“What was it you needed to do, love?” She asked him in an icy
voice. She stroked his cheeks witr fir fingers. Malik’s eyes were
locked on the streams of water draining of the roof. He squeezed
his eyes shut, trying to block out the sounds. He began to
struggle violently against Ryoko, even though he knew it was
useless. She was surprisingly strong for her size. Malik couldn’t
continue to block out the sound of the rain any longer.

“Ryoko, PLEASE.” There was desperation in his voice. “Let me
up… oh, FUCK!”

Malik winced in horror, as the cold wet balcony floor grew warm
and wet. He buried his face in Ryoko’s neck. He remembered the
countless time’s he’d done the same to his lovers, and the few
times his steady flame, Seto, had done it to him. This was different
though, she only did this to him to hurt him, toy with him. Seto
did it to be erotic. Malik loved that about him. Seto didn’t do this
very often to him because it turned him into a complete horny
animal. Then Malik felt a small warm trail running down his hip,
and over his balls. He groaned loudly as he felt himself go very
hard. He felt her finish, and rolled her over, never even giving her
any chance to fight back, and inserted himself inside her. Her
sharp cry pierced the still, rainy morning.

Ryoko didn’t have the strength to resist him. She hadn’t
anticipated this. She only did that to make him not feel bad. She
felt him bite her on the neck. She drew in a sharp breath. She was
aware of each thrust, each one rougher than the first. To her
surprise, they were delicious. She spread her legs a bit farther
apart, trying to draw him deeper inside her. She felt herself reach
climax, and announced the fact to the world, only to have it
pushed back into her mouth with a hot, hungry kiss. Malik’s
grunts were turning into moans, kisses and tender caresses, and
the rough thrusting began to quicken in it’s pace.

Malik began to slow; making each thrust into her drive her to cry
out sharply. As much as he loved the feel of her, he was so close
to the edge. He felt the sweet sensation rising, and made his final
thrust, their screams intertwined with each other to fully greet the
morning

Suddenly a cold splash of ice and water rained down on Malik’s
back. He pulled out of Ryoko and turned to kill the person
responsible. His lavender eyes fell on his lover, Seto. Seto stood
before him, as naked as himself and Ryoko were. Pearly white
liquid was streaked over his chest, hand and on his now limp
member. Malik couldn’t hide the new wave of lust in his eyes. He
walked closer to Malik, his blue eyes danced with a firey passion.

“Tell me, do I get a chance with her too, my devil?” Seto’s blue
glanced over Malik’s shoulder at the honey-eyed woman. Seto
reached down to bring Malik closer, when the cold click of steel
encircled his wrist. Ryoko’s eyes danced merrily. She held Seto’s
hands behind his back as she snared both his hands in the cuffs.
Seto struggled against the restraints. Malik stopped him.

“Don’t Seto, you’ll hurt yourself” That made him struggle harder.
Malik took the keys from Ryoko and took the handcuffs off Seto.
Seto rubbed his wrists and glared at Ryoko resentfully. Her honey
eyes danced with glee as she eyed the two boys. She grabbed
them into a hug, pressing their bodies against herself.

“I now have two TOYS! What fun shall I have with you!”