Raven's Seduction (The Pleasure Pros #1) (17 page)

“Answer me!” she screamed even louder.
 
The next blistering stab of pain shot
through my left inner thigh.

Fuck!
 
What the hell is
she doing to me
?
 

“I’m sorry, master. I didn’t hear what you
asked.”

“You call me ‘master,’ but you aren’t even
listening to me?
 
What the hell is
going through that pretty little head of yours?”

“I don’t know, master.” I sobbed, trying to
regain control of myself.

“You’re pathetic.
 
I think you need one of those right
here,” she said as I felt what I believed to be the tip of the scorpion
touching my clit.

“No!
 
Please, master!” I begged.
 
“I’ll do anything you ask!”
 
I suddenly heard the whir as she thrashed the whip wildly in the air.
Then just as suddenly it stopped.

Somehow, even in my distraught state, I still
managed to sense another presence.
 
I heard some choppy, random clicks on the concrete that sounded as if
Sapphire was being dragged from the room.
 
Regardless of what had just happened, I was extremely relieved that the
scorpion was no longer flailing in the air above me.

Gunner

Amber probably won’t be too impressed by her experience tonight because
I kept getting distracted by the monitor that was tuned-in to Raven’s show.
 
After seeing the
approval-rating fall below eighty percent, I quickly read some of the member
comments.
 
Most members were pissed
off by the fact that I had been removed from the set.
 
They had paid to see the two of us and
Sapphire was not a good replacement since she was focused solely on hurting
Raven.
 
The members are all siding with Raven so Sapphire isn’t doing herself
any favors
.
 
I set Amber up with
one of our automated machines and she seemed to be enjoying it, so I took the
opportunity to exit the room intent on rescuing Raven.

When I re-entered Raven’s room, I heard a
sharp crack and then saw her thrashing her head back and forth.
 
That was the kind of behavior that
normally came just before a sub used her safe-word.
 
I
wonder if the ball gag is choking her
?
 
Then I heard Sapphire threatening to hit her right between the legs with
the single tail scorpion.
 
That’s not going to happen, bitch!

I came up behind her undetected and grabbed
her by her ponytail, placing my other hand across her mouth and nose.
 
She always despised the feeling of being
suffocated, so that’s exactly what I emulated.
 
Despite the fact that she fought me and
started throwing elbows, I held her tight and dragged her over to the exit.

“Go back to where you are wanted,” I hissed
in her ear before shoving her through the doorway, locking the door behind her.

Turning around, I saw Carter hastily coming
toward me.
 
I met him halfway and
dragged him by the arm over to the monitor.
 
“What the fuck does that say?” I
demanded.

“Seventy-eight percent,” he replied
sheepishly.

“Are you going to let your emotions fuck up a
good thing here or are you going to let me turn this thing around?” I asked in
the vilest tone I could conjure up.

“Alright, see what you can do,” he agreed,
pulling back to straighten his ruffled clothes.

Seventy-eight percent… un-fucking believable
, I thought as I walked over to the table where Raven was still
blindfolded and bound.
 
If things can’t get personal between the two
of us, then it shouldn’t get personal with that little prick either.
 
I’ve made him two or three million since
coming onboard.
 
Ungrateful
bastard.
 
I’m going to have to pull
out all of the stops and really put on a show if I’m going to make up for all
of those negative ratings.
 
Sorry,
Raven, but that means you are going to experience a zipper.

Raven

After lying there for a mini-eternity, I
sensed the return of my savior.
 
This time, I caught a whiff of his scent, so I instantly knew it was
him.
 
“Thank god you’re back!”

“I couldn’t let her have all the fun,” he
joked as he pulled out the ball gag and slid it over my head.
 
“Besides, she seemed to be all pain and
no pleasure, so what fun is that?”

He grabbed hold of my left nipple and there
was suddenly a sharp pinch.
 
Then
there was a second pinch on the other side of the nipple and another and
another.

“Ouch!
 
What the hell?”

“Sorry, but we have to make up some ground,”
he whispered.
 
“Just relax, breathe,
and go to your happy place.”

My happy place?
 
Shit, that doesn’t sound good.
 
He must be using some kind of clips or clothespins or something
.
 
“
Ow
,
fuck!” I complained as he pinched the tender skin right beneath my left boob.

“You will get used to them.
 
It’s called a zipper,” he informed me as
he quickly pinched his way down my rib cage.

“Why is it called that?”

“I’ll show you in a few minutes.
 
It’s the only thing dramatic enough to
get our ratings back up to where they should be,” he continued to whisper.
 
“The members were pissed that I wasn’t
on-set with you.”

“So was I!”

“Hey…
 
It wasn’t my choice, but I’m back and we are going to give them one hell
of a show.”

My
va
-jay-jay is throbbing, my thighs
still burn and the ache in my abdomen is only giving way because of all the
pinching that is traveling down my mid-section.
 
Now I see why the pay is so good.
 
This really sucks!

Gunner

“Keep breathing,” I reminded her as I
continued to apply clothespins over the cord, working my way down the side of
her body.
 

The last two pins were placed on her inner
thigh, snugged right up against her sweet little pussy.
 
Then I went to the other side and
repeated the same exact process.
 
By
the time I was done, there were two lines of clothespins stretching all of the
way from her tits to her pussy.
 
She’s handling them much better than I
expected.

“Now for the fun ones,” I teased, spreading
her juicy lips apart and placing two pins on each of them.

“Oh fuck me,” she moaned as the pain immediately
began to build.
 
I tied the two ends
of the string together and the zipper was complete.

“Now I’ve got to check my work,” I told her
as I picked up a cane and randomly began to tap on several of the pins.

“
Ow
,
ow
fuck… Jesus that hurts!” she cried while I tapped my way
up one side and down the other.
 
“I
thought you said that it was time for some pleasure, master.”

“You can call me ‘sir,’ and yes, you better
be prepared for a whole lot of both.”
 
I retrieved a small clip-on clit vibrator and attached it to her clit.

“OUCH!
 
Not on my clit, sir!”

“Just give it a second,” I assured her,
clicking the remote to turn it on.

“Whoa,” she acknowledged as it sprung to
life.

I glanced at the monitor and we had already
regained several percentage points.

I began to run my fingers along her wet,
swollen lips, brushing against the clit vibrator as well as both sets of pins
that were attached on either side.

“Oh god, ouch… fuck…” she moaned, going back
and forth between pleasure and pain, fighting the restraints the entire time.

“There’s nowhere to go.
 
Just relax and breathe,” I told her once
again, slipping three fingers inside of her.
 

Her pussy greeted me with an explosion of
juices.
 
I had never seen her this
excited in any of our previous sessions.
 
She probably won’t admit it, but I
think she is actually turned on by the pain.
 
I curled my fingers and began to stroke
her G-Spot, which was already fully aroused.

“Oh fuck, that feels good, sir!” she
exclaimed as my fingers continued to glide back and forth over those sensitive
little bumps.

I just love how she reacts when I do this.
 
Right now, she has completely forgotten
about all of those pins that are running up and down her body.
  
She
let out another scream as I picked up the string and gave it a slight tug,
activating her pain receptors once again.
 
In spite of her protests, I felt another wave of juices flowing down
over my fingers.
 
She’s a pain slut after all.

Raven

“Oh my god, oh fuck,
ahhhh
…
shit!
 
Oh
fuuuuck
.”
 

The random stream of foul language that
flowed through my mind and off my lips was slowly transforming into nothing
more than grunts and primitive noises.
 
I suddenly became conscious of how it sounded and nearly laughed out
loud.
 
I could just as well have that ball gag in my mouth.
 
Ouch!
 
Now what the hell is he doing?

Another strange realization began to warp my
mind.
 
I noticed that each time he
initiated another round of sharp pain, something else moved in right behind
it.
 
It felt like a wave of relief
was washing through me, transforming the pain into a more intense form of
pleasure.
 
This is really twisted!

For the first time, I began to see the beauty
behind the pain.
 
I had always been
afraid of pain, whether physical or mental, and had spent most of my life
desperately trying to avoid it.
 
After the divorce, I had distracted myself with raising Hannah, spending
as much time with her as possible.
 
When Dad died, I distracted myself with work and partying with
Amber.
 
Now, for the first time, I
was actually embracing the pain.
 
In
fact, I found myself anticipating what was going to happen next.
 
I
must be deranged.

Gunner

Each time I tugged at the strings, she
reacted a bit less violently.
 
I think she is almost ready to be unzipped.
 
I clicked the clit vibrator to high and
buried several fingers inside of her.
 
A steady stream of cries and moans emanated from her lips as I moved her
toward a deep and powerful orgasm.
 
I stopped spreading her lips, so the clothespins began to hit against my
hand every time I took a stroke.
 
This instantly caused her to tense up and her moans began to transform
into screams.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck,
owww
fuck!” she screamed as my hand moved in and out of her in a strong rhythmic
motion.

“Can I come, sir?” she asked as her entire
body tensed against the restraints.

“Yes, you can come.”

Her body began to flex, her legs were shaking
violently, and I could see that she was desperately trying to close them.
 
It was time to pull the zipper.
 
I gripped the cord firmly with my free
hand and continued to move my fingers within her.
 
I felt her pussy squeezing against my
fingers as a wave of orgasmic contractions washed through her body.
 
Upon feeling it, I yanked the cord and
all forty clothespins were simultaneously ripped from her sunburned flesh.
 

Holy shit!
 
The scream that she let out made me wish for a brief moment that I
had left the ball gag in place.
 
After seeing it on video, however, I was very glad that I had removed
it.
 
In my three years of working in
the dungeon, I had never heard such a blood-curdling scream, much less two of
them.
 
Her second one was equally as
powerful as the first.
 
Her head
remained flexed forward the entire time as if she was intentionally directing
her screams at me.

The clit vibrator continued to buzz, but in
the heat of the moment, she had literally expelled my fingers from her
pussy.
 
As she drew in a deep,
jagged breath and let out another more modest cry, I grabbed the remote and
turned the vibrator off.

“Holy fuck, I think I saw the other side,”
she muttered as she struggled to catch her breath.
 
“That was so unreal!”

I just sat there smiling from ear to ear as
Carter yelled out, “That’s a wrap!”
 
She is my dream girl.
 
Not only is she the girl next door, but she
also just discovered the beauty of intense pain.
 
This is so fucking awesome!