Sore Loser (Closed)

[Ausus_girl13]

The faces of the crowd flashed by as Jeff dragged her out to his car. It was a little piece of shit, just like something he would drive. It stripped away a little of his credibility too.

She stared up from under her hair at the neighbor's houses wondering if anyone was up and watching them. Any busybodies would not only get an eyeful, but the cops would likely be called. Keira got a momentary burst of happiness from this thought, stupid Dave having to explain to the cops, in his assless chaps, hilarious.

The happy moment ended when Jeff shoved her into the back seat, she really couldn't sit very well, having to slump over because of her hands tied behind her back. When he stepped in and turned the engine and took off, she watched him.

Who was this man? Why would he take a bet with a woman he barely knew, just pull some advantage over her? What was the fucking deal? He stared at the traffic and ignored her, while she paid relatively little attention to the traffic and stared at him.

Sitting straight up, Jeff had an air, something about him, spelled his strength. She recognized it, it was the same power she carried. His hands were soft, she recalled that much from their earlier run in. But power resonated from his voice and left little to be negotiated, few males pulled this off.

This was going to be a long week indeed, she thought, as she stared at the house that was to be her new home for the next seven days of her life. She shuddered at the thought.

 

[Leopald]

His home was a modest three-bedroom, two bath house, one-story that matched half of the cookie-cutters on his block. But he was more than happy with it, and kept it in pristine condition and upkeep. The rooms inside were clean, he was a stickler for keeping dishes in the dishwasher or put away in their cabinets. Even the yard was freshly mowed every week. In all, the house was a model for borderline obsessive-compulsive, though this was one of the only areas of his life he allowed this much care and attention. Well, this and his subs.

He led her, still naked, up to the front door, after having drug her out of the backseat of his car. He made yet another show of fumbling for his keys, then finally unlocked the door and pushed her inside. He had special plans for her, and would have to employ a method he hadn't been forced to resort to in quite some time.

One of the bedrooms was fitted as a dungeon, and locked with a replaced handle from the outside, the key on his chain being the only one. This was the room he was taking her to now, and once inside, he gave her a moment to look around as he worked to free her wrists from the cuffs. In one corner was an X-shaped wooden cross, leather straps obviously designed for wrists and ankles hung open from each point. In the opposite corner was a horse-style straddler, with attachments for filling one or two holes as the victim straddled. In between were wall mounts and hooks, and opposite those was a large cage. There were other toys and devices in the room, which she would be getting familiar with eventually, but for now, he had his target in mind.

He walked over to the cage with her hair in his hand and opened the door. After wrestling her down, he forced her through the cage door and slammed it shut, instantly working to secure the padlock holding the bars closed. He smiled, turned on his heel, and left.

When he returned, he had a small bowl and a bottle of water in his hands, and he slid the bowl through the bars, pouring the water into it. He ignored whatever protests and pleas she might have offered through this process, and when he was done, he simply left the room, without a word. The light was turned off and the door was securely locked before he retired to his own bedroom.

 

[Ausus_girl13]

For the first time in her life Kiera felt fear. Here she was in this strangers house completely naked and he had just shoved her in a cage!

She kicked at the bars knowing they wouldn't budge, she screamed in frustration, but was willing to bet that he had soundproofed this room. If he hadn't then fuck him. She kicked and kicked at the bars. They didn't give, didn't move and she began to cry in despair.

What had she done? Why the constant need to challenge? To fight? She had always been able to talk her way out of trouble, out of anything. She was so tired. Her black hair stuck to her tears, while she feebly kicked out, the bottoms of her feet sore and her legs already tight.

"I hate you. I hate you Jeff. I hate you." She sobbed this over and over, the tears subsiding and the words devolving into soft whimpers and sobs. She curled into herself on the bottom of the cold cage, shivering and sobbing quietly, the tears dripping onto the newspaper below, skewing the black and white of the words and her world.

Kiera knew that she hadn't ever submitted before, the thought of it bringing a fresh set of tears to her eyes. She fingered the metal under her and thought about the terrible things that would come in the next few days. She was terrified, but began to wonder at the feeling of excitement welling within her. It wasn't large, just there. Curious.

She pushed it away and kicked at the cage once more. Screaming again, tears of white hot frustration, and fatigue overtook her and she threw her bowl of water at the door and collapsed into a heap of tired flesh.

 

[Leopald]

Jeff had slept horribly, and spent most of the night tossing and turning with fits of dreams that troubled him deeply. By the time he woke up and set his feet on the ground, he was a wreck. He sat on the edge of the bed with his head in his hands, rubbing his eyes while trying to focus on anything aside from the subject of his dreams. They had all pointed to one thing, but it was the one thing he could never admit. He would fight it tooth and nail, before he allowed himself to see what his subconscious thought was truth.

He dragged himself up and to the shower, and after scrubbing himself down, simply stood under the cascading water with his hands on the wall as his mind fought within him. Maybe he wasn't cut out to be the dominant he had thought himself. He'd never held a pet for more than a few months, before she either asked to be set free, or he sabotaged the relationship in little ways. So, what was he doing now? With Kiera, he had wanted so desparately to prove that he could break her, but to what end? Turmoil continued to roll, in the same manner that the now cooling water rolled off his smooth back.

The faucet was turned off, and he stepped out and towelled dry. He should go back in there and set her free, end this charade once and for all, before it got too out of hand. He needed time to figure out wat it was that he truly wanted from life and in his relationships. As well as whether or not he was truly cut out to be what he truly wanted to be. Maybe the lifestyle wasn't for him, and if that was the case, why should he take it out on Kiera?

The towel was wrapped around his waist as he brushed his teeth and then padded out to the main room. He fixed a small breakfast of some eggs, bacon, toast, and fruit, before eating half of it and arranging the rest on a plate. He didn't really know what she liked, or what she could eat, but he figured there would be enough here that she could enjoy something. A glass of juice was poured, and took the entire concoction to Kiera's temparary room.

As he unlocked the door, he wondered what he would find.

 

[Ausus_girl13]

Kiera felt broken. Her body hurt in ways that made her feel every inch of her 26 years. Her hips and legs bore the marks of the cage under her. She whimpered softly as she awoke and felt the flaky grime of the cum that coated her from the night before. She wiped her hand over her face trying to clean off the dried jizz and sleep. It didn't really work. She ended up smearing her make up all over her face.

"ugh" she grunted as she tried to move her limbs sore from being bound and sleeping in the bottom of the cage. She heard the door rattle and then he stepped in. She wanted to rattle the cage, and scream at him. But Kiera was tired. She just couldn't bring herself to do it.

She stared at him warily, like a caged animal waiting for the zookeeper to zap them. Kiera let loose a little growl, which turned into a soft whimper. Her fingers gripping the cage door as she waited for him. Ready to spring out and attack him at the first chance she got.

She wondered briefly if he would notice her couched position and if he would think twice about letting her out. She forced herself to relax and tried to be nonchalant.

"Please let me out Jeff. Please."

Well fuck that plan. Her lips were moving before her aching brain kicked in. She rattled the cage door and sighed weakly.

"Please let me out Jeff, I'll do anything. That was the worst night of my life. Please."

 

[Leopald]

Jeff was rather surprised by Kiera's change in demeanor. The proud woman was literally begging and trying to barter for freedom. He was in a near state of shock, as he unlocked and opened the cage, but he kept his face as impassive as possible. The door leading out was left open, and he set down her breakfast on top of the cage.

His eyes found other things of seemingly great interest to focus on, as he was unwilling to look at her anymore. But he decided on a bit of a test, so he spoke quickly before strolling back out of the room.

"The shower is in the bathroom right next to this one, and directly across is another bedroom. In that closet is some basic choices of dresses. No underwear, sorry. Enjoy."

As he made his way back out to the living room, he sipped his coffee and pondered. There was nothing keeping her here, now. She could eat, shower, dress, and walk right out the door if she liked, and he wouldn't be able to stop her. To tell the truth, he wasn't sure he would want to. He had no idea what he would do with her if she stayed.

Maybe she would go. If not... He had no idea. He just want feeling very dominant right now.

 

[Ausus_girl13]

Kiera nodded at Jeff stunned. She looked at him as he walked out of the room, then simply went to the bathroom and showered. While the water cascaded down her body and warmed her muscles she stretched and moaned softly at the luxury of it. Not that she expected another shower anytime soon. So she took her time, and made sure her hair was throughly clean and so was her body.

Feeling much better she went into the closet and picked out a dress, letting it's cool cotton cover her, the soft blue complimenting her dark black tresses. Finding a hairbrush in the bathroom she combed out her hair till it was dry and shiny, reflecting on her current situation. She realized that she had be busy for about an hour and tied her hair back with a piece of ribbon she found hanging in the closet.

Silent and unsure she padded out to the front room and saw Jeff absently sitting at the table. He looked... hurt. Damaged in some way. Kiera thought of walking out the door right then. But something tugged her towards the table. She moved to his side and then couldn't believe herself as she debated sitting next to him at the table or on the floor. She forced herself into the chair, and folded her hands on the table in front of her.

Kiera said nothing though she really wanted to. She wanted to know what he was thinking. If she was going to get out of this week. She wanted to hear him order her again, this thought made her shift in her seat even as she denied it's power. She wanted to say so much, yet she kept her lips sealed, and stared down at her fidgeting hands.

She would wait for him to talk. And so they were, two dominants staring at the other, each having lots on their minds, but unwilling to break the silence with one word.

 

[Leopald]

Jeff stared at her curiously, wondering why she had sat down at the table. The door was right there, she could have easily left, now that she was fully dressed and cleaned up. She could have called for a cab, and left him to wallow in his self-doubt. But she didn't. She sat with him, fidgeting, the blue dress hugging her curves perfectly, dark hair tied back, a picture perfect woman. As if the night's activities and sleeping in a cage had bore her no ill affects.

His green eyes closed slowly, after several long minutes of silence, and with a deep intake of breath, he tried to speak. But no words came right away, so his mouth closed in a sigh. What was he supposed to tell her? Sorry I humiliated you in front of dozens of peers and submissives and shoved you in a cage last night, but you can go home now. I made a mistake trying to collar you. Another sigh, defeated, and he finally broke the silence.

"You can go home now. I'll drive you if you want." Eyes opened and he continued, his voice low and depressed. "I don't know what I was thinking last night, and this isn't going to work. Might as well end it now, before anything else goes wrong."

He gazed at her carefully, allowing his words to register. His own fingers fiddled with a pen from the table, and his mind tried to focus on that, rather than the turmoil he was experiencing. Half of him wanted to drag her to her knees, the other half wanted her to just leave, while he evaluated himself and his lifestyle.

So what if he no longer wanted to be a dominant? He could live a standard life, find a wife, start a family. He could survive just fine with vanilla sex, and a mundane lifestyle. Even if just imagining it made his feel sick. His stomach knotted, and a lump grew in his throat. He wasn't good enough to be a dominant, and he sure as hell couldn't truly submit to anyone. So what was left? He would be forced to live in the middle, the mundane, the sad existence. He wasn't even sure he would be able to be aroused sexually without the thrill anymore.

"So... Where would you like me to take you?"

 

[Ausus_girl13]

Kiera was stunned. Her brows knit together and she couldn't think of anything to say. What was there to say? Yes Jeff take me home, because obviously you fucking crazy and I don't want to have any part of that? Despite her reputation, she kept her subs for a reason, and a big part of it was that she genuinely reacted to those in need. Her submissives needed her, and here was Jeff, and she could see that he might need her.

Her hand reached out, and with a bit of hesitation, but she placed it on his fidgeting hands. Just resting it there, she couldn't really say anything but give him this bit of contact.

She stared at their hands and tried to deny it. She denied it like hell, but there was something in that touch. It was electric. Kiera bit her lip softly. Get a grip there girl, you're only comforting him. Not climbing into his lap or kneeling for him. She patted his hand quickly and awkwardly, then pulled it back, tucking her hands under her chin. She smiled up at him, and looked away.

Why was she so drawn to him? Even last night at the party, she couldn't stop herself from seeking him out, stopping him from leaving. What was it about this man? She glanced over at him. She could feel the chemistry, much as she tried to fight it. Could she? Should they? Could...Kiera sighed and looked at him again, before dropping her eyes. She nervously chewed on her bottom lip.

It was decided.

If this was to be.. it was to be. They'd work out the details later. But Kiera wanted this man, even it meant she would have to submit. They were enemies, but who better to be her lover?

She leapt out of her chair and into his arms. Her hands cradled his jaw and she pulled his lips to hers roughly, kissing him with a needy passion. Her fingers sunk into his hair, and her care was gone. She wanted him.

 

[Leopald]

Jeff was a little surprised when Kiera placed her hand on his, in the biggest show of caring and empathy he'd ever seen from her. But it was nothing compared to the utter shock in him when she got up and locked his lips in a deep kiss. It was a confusing moment, and he really didn't know what to do as her lips pressed to his, and his green eyes remained open for a moment. Finally, they drifted closed, and his hands found purchase on the back of her head.

Something was awakened in him, a deep passion and hunger for this woman and her bold move, and he pulled her head back and away firmly. His eyes were on fire as they stared deep into hers, and he stood above her now. His mouth began exploring every inch of her neck and what was exposed of her chest hungrily. One hand remained in her hair, holding her head in place as the other began to work on roughly pulling the dress off her body. This situation had nothing to do with a top or bottom anymore, at least at this moment. It was simply the two of them deeply engrossed in one another, their passions aflame, now the only thing that mattered.

He had never imagined they would be here like this. If anyone had told him that he would be in his dining room, locked in a passionate display with his enemy, he would have laughed. Yet, here they were. And for some reason, nothing had ever felt more right, at least to him.

His own clothes were coming off, even as he was roughly pulling at hers, uncaring of rips, tears, or lost buttons. He wanted flesh, and his mouth locked on to each newly exposed bit almost as soon as it was free. He was between her legs now, her heat so close as he bit, kissed, and sucked on the inside of her thighs. Hands found her breasts after reaching up her body, fingers pinched and rolled nipples. He took one long lick of her slit, then came back up and offered her the taste of his tongue fresh from her sex.

He groaned deeply as his freed member strained bare against her flesh, and he pulled her closer to feel just how hard he was. A soft growl, and he was still on fire.

"Oh...god."

 

[Ausus_girl13]

"Oh...god."

Kiera couldn't agree more. Spread open on the kitchen table, the chairs knocked aside, covered in pieces of their clothing, the whole tableau would have been funny if she wasn't so absorbed in licking at his lips, tasting herself, if her hands could focus on just one bit of his tan, soft skin, rougher than her own, but begging for her grasp.

If she could think about anything other than his hardness pressed against her clit, knowing that her next step would be to wrap her legs around his hips, and pull her inside him, her back arching, presenting her tits to him, the hard tipped nipples for his rough fingers to pull on, to roll. Her mouth open, the moans falling from her throat, he leaned over her as he pushed into her again and again. His lips melded to hers, their tongue dancing in a passionate tango. She could taste him, smell him. He wore his strength, his masculinity and she craved it, the way he pushed into her, commanded her body to react to his, she was drowning with her lust.

Kiera hadn't been fucked liked this in years. Equal for equal, this is what she wanted. Something was brewing in her, she craved his violence. This was something she hadn't wanted from her lovers in forever. So when his hand closed about her throat, she didn't fight it, a soft gasp and a moan were the noises of encouragement that she fed him.

"oh fuck yes."

Her pussy reacted, covering them both in her sweet wetness, contracting around his cock, while her eyes pleaded with him to not stop, to fuck her, to take her, claim her, mark her.

"Oh god."

 

[Leopald]

Jeff couldn't help but respond to the beautiful flesh beneath him as he took her in all his savage need. They were practically one being for now, melting into one another, the lines of one body to another lost in the five senses. Heavy draughts of her womanhood filled his nostrils, the taste of sweet and salty flesh accosted his tongue via the breast in his teeth, her blood pulsed under the fingers tightening her throat, his eyes drank in the sight of her exquisite body arching for him, and his ears took their cue from her words and sounds, even as they were almost drowned out by the rough nature of their movements. It was a divine cocktail, one that he was drinking deeply.

He had never had a woman like this before, and the more he took, the more he had to have. His hips thrust for all they were worth, and every inch of his member pierced through her folds quickly. It was a mess between their bodies, which only added to the lust that was overtaking him. His mind reeled, unable to focus on the what or why, but simply on the act.

Something was building in him, though, aside from just the impending orgasm. It was something he couldn't place, a desire for something. Nails dug into her thighs, while the other hand remained firmly around her throat, and he found himself with lips next to her ear, speaking in a low, throaty voice.

"You're mine..."

As his hips took what he desired, the table shook in protest, and his teeth closed on her earlobe, then moved down slightly to bite at the soft part of her neck. His grips on her throat and thigh tightened, and he felt his climax coming quickly. The hand from her thigh released and shot up her body, catching her hair and pulling it back as he spoke firmly once again.

"Cum for me, little one!"

As the words left him, he took a few more thrusts, then lost his own control. With a low groan, and his muscled impossibly tight, he began to release deep inside of the offered canal.

 

[Ausus_girl13]

He said it.
"You're mine..."
Kiera's body reacted with those simple two words like she had been shocked, shaking and shivering with every single violent, needy, wet thrust into her claimed body. She felt changed. She felt.. fuck.. she felt...

Twenty four hours ago she would have laughed at him in a mean and sadistic tone, twenty four hours ago she would have ran her nails over his thighs just to watch him squirm. Twenty four hours ago... 24 hours..

Kiera clung to him, to his strength, his manliness, his raw need, and when he screamed for her to cum, she didn't resist. She didn't have it in her. Her head fell to the table, the black hair knotted in his hand, the mess of it falling over the side, her back arched off the table, her nipples taut and hard, her knuckles pale as she hung on for every last thrust of his. She felt his cock spear into her, his breath catch and the heat filling her body. His grunts and moans caressing, her eyes shut while she screamed his name to the gods.

"JEFF!"

She shuddered and shook again, this time, covering him in her, while she milked every last drip from him. Needy to the extreme, while her body basked in the glow of sucking him clean, she claimed his lips, pulling his sweat soaked body against hers. Intensely showing him just how badly she wanted him with her, in her, and now.. above her.

Slowly, coming down, she opened her eyes, staring up at him, catching that glint in his eyes. Recognizing it immediately. The look of ownership, as that all it surveys, belongs to him. Kiera knew that look, she had employed it many times herself. And now, it was staring at her.

 

[Leopald]

Jeff stared into the eyes of the woman beneath him, with his arms still wrapped around her and his length still buried deep. This wasn't what he'd imagined at all. He never thought he would be in this position with the woman who had been his rival for so long. But even now, he wanted her; to tame her, have her, and give her everything. It seemed they both had needed exactly this, as surprising as it was.

His breath came in quick pants as his muscles shuddered sporadically. For this moment, everything was right in his world. He didn't know what would come tomorrow, this week, or even in the next five minutes, but none of that mattered. This feeling was all that mattered or existed as far as he was concerned, and ignorance truly was bliss.

The brain struggled and eventually gave up on trying to formulate real thoughts or ideas, so he leaned close and kissed her deeply. It was a decidedly possessive kiss, one that spoke volumes about his needs. He explored her mouth diligently as his arms tightened around her even more and his fingers flexed in her hair. When his brain finally did come out of its shocked stupor, it began reeling through possibilities and choices.

His lips broke from hers finally, and moved to form a single word that the breath barely made audible.

"Mine..."

With that, he picked her up exactly as she was, the bodies still wrapped around one another, and his member still actively throbbing inside her. He carried her to his bedroom, kicking the door shut as they passed the threshold.