Scarlet's Toy

Chapter 3

"Shit," Cloud muttered, unable to take his eyes off the strap-on. Her laugh pulled him from his disturbing thoughts of what she was planning. Cloud failed to see the humor in the situation and glared at her with hate.

"Don't look at me like that, Cloud. You're going to hurt my feelings," she cooed with a fake pout on her lips.

"I doubt that." She put the strap-on down and walked over to him, smiling in a way that made his nerves quiver. She ran her hands over his chest and he bore it, giving her a hungry sigh for good measure. The last thing he wanted to do was anger her again.

"You're learning," she said, planting kisses over him, taking one of his nipples in her mouth. She sucked lightly and he was sickened to find his body reacting to her again. "Are you ready to be fucked, my toy?" she purred as she continued her exploration of his chest. His mind was screaming no, and he bit down on his lip to keep from voicing it. He remained silent and she looked at him with impatience.

"Yes," he forced out.

"You don't sound very convincing." He was relieved when she stretched up to reach the shackles, letting him loose. His legs crumbled beneath him and he went to the floor with a pained grunt. She didn't give him time to enjoy his freedom as she yanked his head back by his hair.

"Ahhh.., what do you want me to say?!" he asked, pain etching his handsome features.

"You know what to say. Now say it," she ordered.

"I'm.....I'm ready to be fucked, Mistress," he said in the most pleading voice he could muster, hating the sound of it.

"That's good," she said, loosening her rough grip on his hair, running her fingers through it with a tenderness that he hated even more. "Take your boots off," she said. Cloud almost forgot he had them on and he loosened the laces, pulling them off, then pulled off his pants and boxers that were bunched around his ankles. He stayed on the floor, not sure if his legs would support him. His arms were aching as the blood rushed back into them and he hissed with the cramping pain.

"Dammit," he said under his breath, rubbing the life back into his arms.

"Is there a problem, Cloud?" she asked, teasing him with a soft laugh.

"No, Mistress."

"Then get up. I'm growing impatient.' Cloud groaned as he rose, stumbling a little when he got to his feet, but managed to stay upright. "Is my Ex-Soldier getting tired?"

"No, Mistress"

"Then I haven't done enough to you yet." She roughly kissed him, pushing his lips apart with her probing tongue. He let her do as she wished, opening his mouth for her without protest. He didn't want to kiss her back, but didn't want to feel the brunt of her anger either. He kissed her back with intense passion, secretly imagining it was Aeris or Tifa. That somehow made it worse and he blocked their images out, not wanting them to be any part of this nightmare.

"On the bed," she said after abruptly breaking the kiss. He walked over and looked at the leather cuffs with dismay. His wrists were bleeding from where the shackles had dug in and he wasn't looking forward to being bound again. He looked back at her and her smile told him everything. He sighed as he got on the bed and put his wrists through the cuffs without being told.

"Very good. I thought I would have to give you another shock." She crawled up and tightened the cuffs snugly around his wrists, giving him a thorough kiss when she was done. She got off the bed and removed her dress seductively slow, telling him to keep his eyes on her. He watched and wasn't surprised that she only had on a garter belt and stockings underneath.

"Watch me," she warned, grabbing the strap-on from the wardrobe. She put it on with practiced precision, sliding the double end of the dildo inside herself.

"Do you have to do this? I'll do anything..., but why this?" he asked, shifting nervously on the bed.

"I do as I wish." She grabbed a bottle of lube before climbing back on the bed with him. "Impressive, isn't it?" she asked, stroking the dildo like it was a part of her. He said nothing, trying to mentally prepare for what she was about to do to him. "Not as impressive as yours though," she said, encircling his cock with her fingers, stroking him teasingly.

"You've been such a good toy. I'll be a nice Mistress and prepare you." She put lube on her fingers, smiling all the while. "Spread your legs and lift up a little, Cloud." Cloud shifted, moving into the position she wanted, closing his eyes with shame. "Keep those blues open," she warned. He looked at her with contempt, but kept quiet. She put her lube covered fingers against his opening and he instinctively tensed up.

"Relax, Cloud. I'll make sure you're comfortable, I promise." After being shocked, shackled and whipped, he honestly didn't think she cared about his comfort. He loosened up, staring at the far wall over her shoulder. He just couldn't stand looking at her.

"Just do it already."

"My pleasure." She slid one finger in and he felt a slight pressure, but nothing more. "You're really tight. It almost makes me wish I had a real cock." She slid a second finger in and he gasped with the sensation. It was strange, but not unpleasant...., yet. "How does it feel?"

"Humiliating," he shot then braced for the shock, but she merely laughed and scissored her fingers wildly. He gave a strangled cry of surprised pleasure when she found his prostate.

"Not so humiliating now, my toy, is it?" she purred, teasing him with her fingers more aggressively. She was pleased with his responsive moan. Cloud didn't want to feel what he was feeling, but he couldn't control his bodies submission.

"Harder," he groaned, unable to stop himself.

"I think you're ready," she said, pulling her fingers from him. She pushed the dildo smoothly into him with a swift thrust. He gave a pained moan from the stretch of the larger vessel. "Relax...., just....relax," she moaned, pumping in and out of him, feeling her own stirs of pleasure. 'How am I suppose to relax?' his mind screamed as she fucked him at a steadily increasing pace. She moaned in a fit of passion, gripping his thighs to thrust deeper, hitting his prostate in the process.

"Fuck....ahhhn..," Cloud groaned.

"You like it?" she panted, a knowing smile on her lips.

"No....God.....Fuck!"

"Don't lie, my toy." She grabbed his cock and stroked in rhythm with her thrusts. "I'm going to make you come for me," she promised, teasing his stiffening cock. Her own orgasm took her, making her moan a series of 'fucks'. She thrust hard with every emanating word, pounding his prostate, making the blonde dazed with pleasure.

The orgasm was strong, making him yell as he ejaculated on his stomach. She kept up her thrusts and strokes as he tossed his head back on the pillow with a bellow of rapture. After the pleasure receded, the shame returned. The bitch had made him enjoy it again.

"See how much pleasure you can receive, if you submit?" she said, tracing her fingers through the seed he had spent on himself.

"Are you done with me now?" he asked hopefully as she pulled out of him.

"Afraid not, my toy. I have so much more planned for you." Cloud's hope faded as he lay his head back, closing his eyes with despair, waiting for what she had planned next.

TBC...


Authors note: I was going to make this chapter longer, but I thought I'd give poor Cloud a break, for a short time anyway. I have other stories I'm working on right now. Reviews will be appreciated.