The Brutality Of Fate [A Tale Of Life In Mordhaus]

Chapter 16


As we made our way down the hallway, I noticed that Nathan is walking extremely slow, looking like he was thinking hard. He suddenly stopped and turning to me, growled out roughly. "Hey...I've got a couple of...fuckin...phone calls to make...before we..ya know, go back to our room....understand??" I was puzzled as to why he wanted to make the phone calls out here, but I dared not question my Master. I simply nodded and sat down against the rough stone wall, murmuring softly, "Of course, as you wish, my lord." Nathan looked to me like he was nervous, but he took his Dethphone out of his pocket again and roughly dialed.


"Hey, Of....ya, it's Nathan...listen, I forgot to fuckin...ask ya about something...what? No...I just fuckin...uhh...realized that I had not...assigned my girl her fuckin....Dethphone...Ya, I forgot, man, fuck!! Ya, can you like....send down the latest fuckin...model for her then? Heh, ya...the fuckin touch screen ones....are fuckin awesome...ya, she'll fuckin...like that...heh, ya...Well, I'm not sorry...that I uhh....threatened people at the fuckin....Orientation thingy...Ya..you know what we talked about, Of? Ya....well, then you fuckin....should know why I said that then.....Exactly...I did it my own....fuckin way....So fuck off then....Ya...I know...just fuckin....get her phone for her ok?? That's all I fuckin ask for...goddamn....Ya, maybe...I dunno, I'll uhh....call you later about that....Yea...I know...Ya...fuckin meddling ass...manager...whatever...later Of.."


He snapped his phone shut in irritation, growling with impatience. He looked down at the floor for a few seconds. I was getting somewhat concerned by now cause he looked extremely fidgety and twitchy. But, I dared not question what he was doing, especially if I was to be rewarded with the newest model of the Dethphones if I behaved well. He heaved a rough, gravely sigh and flipped open his phone again. He walked a bit further away from me as if he didn't want me to hear the conversation. I maintained my position against the wall, feeling somewhat hurt that he needed to hide things from me. But, I dared not question him, I knew I wouldn't get anything out of him anyway. I leaned my head back against the wall and closed my eyes, thinking about what could happen when we got back to our room.


Nathan felt more like shit as he walked out of hearing range of his girl, but kept her in his sights. He was freaking out here and knew there was only one person in the band that could tolerate his shit. With that decided, he quickly dialed Pickles number, hoping he would not get mocked.

"Hey dude...ya it's Nathan....hey...ya dude, nothing...just fuckin...freaking out...Heh, ya you saw that? Brutal huh? Heh, I fuckin scared people dude...that's fuckin...awesome...Ya...no, dude...I aint fuckin freakin out about that shit....Ya...about my girl dude....ya, I know....I don't wanna hear it dude! God...dude..I dunno what the fuck....is wrong with me...What do you think I did??? Fuck dude....wanna know what I fuckin...did?? I goddamn....ordered the....ya know...from the kitchens...ya...rose petals...ya...the fuckin...candles....ya....fuckin..the rose...arrangement, dude...ya..on my bed too..ya..the long stemmed ones....on my fuckin...pillows...the most...expensive shit on the menu....ya....the uhh.....special...dessert...Heh, ya....I fuckin....over-killed it....right? No? You don't think so....?"

"You aint fuckin...pulling my chain are ya, dude?? Really? Ya think...she'll....like it? Heh, ya think? I dunno dude....this is just....freaking me the fuck out....I know...I dunno, dude....I guess ya can come by later or something...after she like...fuckin...goes to sleep or something....I dunno dude....what the hell...I'm doin....I just...wanna keep her, dude....I DO NOT!!! Stop fuckin...sayin that...god.....NO, she doesn't...either...ok??? Goddamn it, dude....I dunno how much longer I can.....fuckin...stall this....I know dude....I have to now, huh?? Fuck....damn dude...I can't stall anymore....she's like....asleep against the wall....she looks so....I dunno, dude....It just...hurts to look at her.....Oh, fuck you...I don't wanna hear it...dude....that's fuckin...impossible...fine...if ya fuckin...must....Ya...we'll see...I'll fuckin call ya...God...goddamn meddling drummer....FINE!! I will....later....thanks for tryin...dude....I just don't....fuckin agree....I guess we'll talk later....ya whatever....later dude..." Nathan snapped his phone shut again in anger, he still didn't believe anything that damn drummer told him, now he was just more fuckin confused. He gave a soft roar of frustration and lightly started banging his head against the wall again, thinking wildly again, what the fuck is wrong with me????


I felt as though I was floating again, so I snapped awake quickly. I almost panicked, but realized that I must have fallen asleep. I suddenly realized that I was being carried in Nathan's arms, I looked up at him from my position and was instantly worried. What I could see of his face was extremely pale and clammy, and he looked as though he was shaky. I wiggled slightly to catch his attention and he looked down at me with an almost startled deer caught in the headlights kinda look in his eyes. He gulped hard and set me back on my feet wordlessly, still fidgety.


I was extremely worried by now, I hoped he wasn't getting sick. I couldn't take it anymore, not knowing what was wrong with him. I murmured to him softly, not realizing I was tearing up, "My lord...are you...alright? Please say you're...not getting sick..." Nathan gulped hard and gently gathered me into his embrace. I never even noticed that we were already at our bedroom door. He growled roughly, "Just...fuckin...close your eyes, my girl...I'm fuckin...fine, just...hungry." I nodded, somewhat reassured but confused, and closed my eyes wordlessly.


Nathan felt as though he was going to have a heart attack and drop dead at this very moment. He wondered wildly whether he could take his girl somewhere else and not let her see this. But, he watched as she stood there obediently keeping her eyes closed, a soft expectant smile on her face. He just couldn't kill that look of anticipation off of her face, he'd feel like shit. He gulped hard and thought to himself, why the fuck did I do this??? I am fuckin insane!!! He took a deep breath and reached for the door handle, noticing his hand was shaking badly. He stopped and almost put his head in his hands. I can't fuckin go through with this, he thought madly, I just can't. But, he knew he had no choice now. With that, he reached out swiftly without any more thoughts and yanked the door open. He let out a deep breath and grabbing his girl's arm lightly, led her slowly into their room.


I felt myself being led into our room, hearing the door shut softly behind me. I was kinda panicking but I felt Nathan beside me so I instantly relaxed. Until he growled brokenly, "Hey....uhh...you can like...fuckin....open your eyes...now...fuck..." I wondered wildly for a moment if I should, remembering Angel's prediction. I gulped hard and slowly opened my eyes. I looked around our room in utter shock, again tearing up and almost hating Angel at that moment. The room was decorated and lighted with the soft flickering light of many red and black candles placed strategically around the room, contained in delicate Gothic candle-holders wrought in black iron.

The table in the corner of the room was also set with an elaborate Gothic iron candelabra of red and black candles, along with a beautiful centerpiece bouquet of black and red roses, the delicate petals scattered across the table. It was also set with an elaborate set of black china, patterned with silver roses. A large dip dish in the center of the table was filled in the center bowl with luscious looking whipped cream, surrounding the bowl were beautifully decorated chocolate covered strawberries. The two plates were already dished up, each with a serving of Filet Mignon, soft rolls and delicate small bites of caviar were also set in small bowls. Topping it all off were delicate matching silver Gothic goblets half full of rich red wine, the rest of the bottle was in a crystallized bucket filled with ice. I turned to look at his bed, it was strewn with black and red rose petals also, blending in perfectly with the color scheme. But, what made me start softly crying was that on Nathan's pillow laid one perfect long stemmed black rose, and on my pillow was a matching long stemmed blood red rose.

I gulped hard, feeling my heart hurting very badly, tears still running down my face. This was just incredible, no one had ever...done anything like this for me, ever. I didn't know what to do, except to give thanks to my Master for this beautiful gift. I turned to Nathan and before he could say or do anything, I leaped into his arms almost slamming him backward into the door, shocking the hell out of him, though I was not strong enough to do that completely. But, I still threw my arms around his neck and kissed him as hard as I could, feeling our teeth bang together again. I pressed as close to his shaking body as I could, kissing him deeply. Tasting our mingled blood in my mouth, I cried out his name softly in urgency though the kiss, craving his touch badly now.

Nathan roared out roughly in desire and lifted me up and turned so that my back was against the door. He roughly attacked my neck, growling loudly in arousal, "FUCK!! God!! You fuckin....like it??" I gasped out as I felt his hard arousal pressing against me, "Oh!! Nathan!! I...love it!!" He growled lower, "God...I knew...you would...Fuck!!" With that said, he gently wrapped my legs around his waist and grabbing my hips, started grinding me hard against him, with my back still braced against the door. I cried out in passion, feeling like I was on fire again, "Oh!! Nathan!! You...feel...soo...good....please!!!" He snarled lower with pleasure, grinding me faster against his hard cock, "Fuck!! That's right...my girl....scream...my fuckin...name...AHH!!" He sped up his grinding, holding my hips tight so that I would not fall. I cried out again louder, "Oh!! God!!! Nathan!!! Nathan!! Please!!"


Nathan felt as though he was on fire, simply by grinding his girl against him. She felt so fuckin good against his body. I knew I did the right thing then, she just like fuckin pounced me, that's fuckin hot, he thought wildly. As he heard his girl screaming his name in pleasure, he grinded her faster against him, hearing her cry out louder made his blood boil. He wanted to make his girl come, and come hard for him only. He felt his own release approaching especially as his girl bent down to bite his neck hard, still crying out his name in her passion. He nearly lost it there, but he had enough sense to roar out to her in passion the words that always broke his girl, "Come for me, my girl....come for your...fuckin Master....scream my fucking name....NOW!! He grinded her faster against him, hearing her breath hitching as she peaked. Her screams of, "OH!! GOD!!! Nathan.....Nathan.....NATHAN!!!!!" as she came hard in his arms finally broke him as well and he came hard with a loud roar of, "AHH!!! GOD!!! FUCK YA!!!" He held her close as she shuddered hard in his arms, feeling very proud of himself for pleasuring his girl again.


I felt so satisfied now, I had craved the man's touch all night it seemed. I felt him gather me tenderly into his embrace, placing me gently on my feet. I was still shaky though and clung to him tightly. I could still feel tears running down my face, and I pressed my face into his chest, my heart hurting again very badly. Nathan tipped my head up with a large hand and gently smoothed my tears away with his finger, eyes glowing warmly in affection for me. He leaned down to kiss me very deeply, growling low with contentment. I sighed into his kisses, feeling very weird again, almost like I was loved. I pressed closer into him, hearing his growls deep in his chest through our kiss. Just then, though, both our stomachs gave loud rumbles. I giggled softly as I looked up at Nathan.


He looked down at me in dark amusement, chuckling darkly, "Heh, we should...like eat before all this shit....gets all fuckin cold...come on, my girl....you know what to do." I nodded happily, looking forward to being fed this beautiful meal. "Yes, my lord!" I giggled happily. We walked over to the beautifully set table, and now I noticed that there was a rich black velvet pillow embroidered with red roses laying next to Nathan's chair. Thank the gods, I didn't have to kneel on the rough stone floor this time, I thought inwardly. As learned, I waited for Nathan to seat himself, before sinking to my knees on the pillow next to his legs. I sighed in contentment and waiting for him to start eating, gently leaned my head against his leg.

After a couple of minutes, I felt my head being tilted up and knew it was my turn. I took the bite of filet mignon that was offered to me without second thought. I had never had it before and it tasted wonderful, I felt so special and loved at this moment. Soon, we finished that course and I was soon being offered caviar. I looked at it oddly for a moment, knowing what it was, but knew I was not allowed to ever refuse what was offered to me from my Master. I took it hesitantly in my mouth, it was delicately salty, not really fishy. I decided it was okay, not my thing, but it was what was offered to me.

As I was debating whether or not to accept the next bite, I heard Nathan growl softly above me, "Is it...okay?" I was torn as to how to answer. I nodded anyway, not wanting to displease my Master, "It is okay, my lord." I heard Nathan give a snort of disbelief, "Heh, bullshit, girl. Even I don't like it that much....it's okay...once in awhile....how bout we just heh...move on to dessert?" I blinked up at him in shock, how did he know I didn't like it that much? I shook my head softly, my Master can really be insightful when he wants to be, I decided.


Lost in my internal debate, I was almost startled out of my wits by Nathan gently tracing a whipped cream covered chocolate strawberry across my lips. I looked up at him, blushing at this romantic gesture before taking a nibble, noticing he was blushing as well. It was absolutely sinful, "These are delicious, my lord!" I exclaimed happily. Nathan smiled sadistically down at me, "Heh, I could think of a....heh...better way to use...the whipped cream, my girl." I looked up at him with wide eyes, blushing madly at his somewhat subtle innuendo. He chuckled darkly and continued feeding me the strawberries, saving the whipped cream I noticed. I blushed hotly to think that I was more of the dessert that Nathan had in mind, noticing that he hardly ate any of the strawberries, only two that I could tell.

Soon, he reached down and handed me a goblet full of red wine. I slowly sipped at the vintage, it was quite good, probably very expensive. I noticed that Nathan drank most of his off in one swallow, refilling it again a couple of more times. I giggled softly, my lord really knew how to handle his alcohol, I knew that. Me? I sucked when it came to drinking, a really fucking lightweight. Shaking my head in foolishness at trying to compare my alcohol tolerance to that of the great Nathan Explosion himself, I continued lightly sipping at my drink. I leaned against Nathan's leg again, sighing softly in contentment and tiredness.


I finished the last of my wine in a tiny gulp and shyly raised the goblet back up to Nathan, "I am done, my lord..." Nathan looked down at me, working on his fourth cup of wine, "Really? You eh....don't want more...?" I blushed and hung my head, "I am afraid that I am not as good...with my alcohol as you are, my lord." He chuckled lightly, growling low, "I fuckin noticed....ya need to relax, my girl....here, just a bit more...understand??" He refilled my goblet, only half full this time though and with a bit of an afterthought, gently scooped me up from the floor into his lap. He smiled sadistically and handed me my cup, "Heh...I like ya here....better....understand, my girl?" I nodded, still somewhat shocked by my Master's sudden moves, "Yes, my lord, I...like it here too..." I blushed and hung my head, gently sipping my drink. I heard him give a rough chuckle, "Heh, ya...thought so." I soon finished off my wine, feeling more relaxed now. I gave a soft sigh and leaned my head against Nathan's broad chest in contentment, thinking about what a wonderful gift this was.


Lost in tangled thoughts courtesy of the rich wine, I never noticed something cold and soft being traced down my neck. I realized with a start that I was still on Nathan's lap and that he was teasing me with the damned whipped cream. I shivered lightly, it was quite cold on my skin. I was soon warmed up though, thanks to Nathan leaning down and licking the whipped cream off my neck. He was growling roughly with suppressed arousal as I moaned out softly at his touch. Shit, I though wildly, the man is insatiable. Of course, this was Nathan Explosion we were talking about, the walking poster boy for pure testosterone.


I giggled inwardly at that thought, soon though I was startled out of my wits by Nathan getting up, still holding me tightly. I was puzzled at his actions as he laid me down tenderly on his bed, until he turned back around to grab the bowl of whipped cream, a shy smile on his face. I blushed hotly and looked at him with wide eyes. I suppose I am going to be his dessert after all, I thought, my body tingling in anticipation. He set the bowl on his nightstand and turned around to get into bed next to me. I was just laying there, feeling very shy now, gently toying with my rose between my fingers.


Nathan laid down beside his girl, for once at a loss at how to proceed. He suddenly felt very shy, his heart hammering and hurting like mad. He absentmindedly picked up his own rose and used it to softly trace his girl's blushing face. He watched as she closed her eyes in pleasure, appearing to enjoy his attentions. He gulped hard, heart still hurting, he knew he was no good in the art of intimate seduction. But, for some goddamn reason, he wanted to try with his girl. With that thought, he gently traced his rose down his girl's neck, watching as she shivered and sighed in pleasure. He saw that she kept her eyes closed, a soft smile of pleasure on her still blushing face. He gulped hard again, heart racing like mad, he had never seen a girl so pleased at receiving such intimate attentions from him. Most girls just wanted sex with him and that was it, which did hurt sometimes. But, with this girl, it was different and he was starting to like it a lot. With that thought out, he decided to try something new with his girl.


I shivered at the light touch of Nathan's rose across my neck, giving a sigh of pleasure. I slowly opened my eyes when he stopped, looking at him shyly. His eyes were once again glowing with that warm light, which made my heart hurt even more. I shakily picked up my rose and shyly traced it down the side of his face. This time, he was the one to close his eyes, softly growling with pleasure. I gulped hard, heart hammering like crazy, I simply melted at that sight of him enjoying that so much. I had this sudden urge to trace his gorgeous naked body simply with my rose alone, to relish more of this sudden intimacy between us now.


Apparently he felt the same way, cause he suddenly sat up and pulled off his shirt. I was suddenly hit with shyness again, knowing that I was supposed to do the same, but I just couldn't. Nathan looked at me, chuckling roughly at my blushing face, and pulled me up to gently pull my shirt off along with my bra. I sighed softly in shyness, still not used to the singer undressing me. He pulled me close, murmuring roughly, "Ya know....I won't...fuckin hurt ya....my girl..let's just...fuckin try this...Okay? I wanna....pleasure my girl....Understand?" I nodded shyly, "Of course, my lord...I would like to try this as well...my lord...if I may?" He growled low, "Fuck ya....you may...now...lay down, my girl....let me fuckin...do this..." I nodded wordlessly, letting my Master take control and obediently laid back down. I trusted my Master completely and knew he only brought me pleasure, never hurt. I watched shyly as he gently undid my jeans and pulled them off along with my panties, again just throwing them over his broad shoulder to the floor.


Nathan stared down at his girl's naked form, noticing that she had closed her eyes again, a shy expectant smile on her face. He was suddenly very nervous, but knew what he wanted to do. Without any more thoughts other than pleasuring his girl, he picked up his black rose again and gently started tracing it down her neck. He watched as she shivered with pleasure, giggling softly to him, "Oh...Nathan...it tickles..." He gulped hard, heart hammering as he watched her shiver and giggle. He continued to gently trace the rose down her soft body, hearing her soft giggles turn to moans of pleasure as he traced the rose between her breasts. His heart about leaped into his throat as she moaned out louder as he traced around each nipple, "Oh...Nathan....feels...good...please." Goddamn, he thought, I dunno if I can take much more of this. He growled low at hearing his girl's moans of pleasure, simply from this simple act of intimacy alone.

He took a deep breath and traced the rose even lower down her body. He watched as she writhed around more the lower the rose got to her vaginal area, her moans getting louder as well, "OH!! Nathan!!! Please!!" His heart hammered harder as he traced the rose gently around her vagina, noting with arousal the way her legs automatically spread for him. His grip on his rose getting shaky, he continued to lightly trace her inner thighs, watching her writhe and moan for him. Fuck, he thought again, this is going to fucking kill me, but god, she looks so happy. He gulped and continued tracing his rose down her legs, noting that she was giggling again happily, "Oh!! Nathan!! It really tickles there!!" He smiled softly, he decided that he liked hearing her giggle happily, for some reason, that made his heart feel better.


I opened my eyes again in the midst of my pleasure, I noticed that Nathan had stopped and was just staring at me. His rose was hanging loosely from his hand, and he was looking like he was just stunned at what he did to me. I felt so wonderful though and sat up to gently kiss his stunned face, murmuring softly, "Thank you so much, my lord, that felt wonderful...you are the best Master in the world!" I gently hugged him and again murmured to him, "May I try now, my lord?" He seemed to wake up from his daze and shook his head hard, hair flying everywhere. He growled roughly, "Wha? Oh....ya....uhh...go for it...my girl...I'm uhh....glad you liked it too..." He blushed heavily and laid down.

I was kinda confused cause he still had his jeans on, though he had kicked off his boots. Wait, I thought wildly, was I supposed to finish undressing him??? Apparently so, cause he was looking at me expectantly, eyebrow cocked. I gulped hard and gently unfastened his jeans, my heart beating out of control now. I shyly pulled his jeans and underwear off, blushing like mad when I saw how aroused he had become while pleasuring me. Not knowing what to do with his clothes, I simply just tossed them onto the floor, giggling slightly. I looked back at him to see that he had closed his eyes this time, tints of a blush still on his face, a shy smile on his face now as well.


I took a deep breath, not knowing what to expect when I tried this. I picked up my red rose and gently started tracing it down his neck, noting that he immediately started shivering with pleasure. He was growling lowly already, almost biting his lip. I wondered if anyone had ever done something like this to him ever, cause it didn't look like it. I felt honored to be the one to do this to him then, and with that thought, I continued to focus on pleasuring my Master as he had pleasured me. Heart in my throat, I gently traced my rose down his broad chest, watching as he growled lower, now biting his lip hard. I gulped hard again, having never seen the singer so aroused, I wasn't sure if I could keep going. But I knew I needed to, I knew somehow, that my Master needed this attention as well.

With that, I took a deep breath and traced my rose farther down his stomach. I noted that the lower I went, the lower his growling got. He was biting his lip even harder, almost making it bleed. I also noticed that he was slowly tossing his head from side to side, almost writhing beneath my touch.

That sight nearly drove the breath out of me, I wanted to see how he got when I traced his hard cock. I giggled inwardly at that thought and decided to try it. I gently placed my rose on the tip of his hard cock and gently traced it downward. I heard him give a harsh roar of, "OH!! FUCK!!" I giggled softly, wondering when I was gonna make him roar. I noted that he was writhing harder now, eyes still closed, thrashing his head again from side to side, lip bloody now from biting it so hard. I slowly traced my rose back up his cock, noting his thrashing around more and his roarings were getting louder. "Goddamn!!! I fuckin....like this!!!" He roared out brokenly.

I smiled happily, glad to please my Master. With that, I gently traced my rose down his powerful inner thighs, noting that he was shaking harder, snarling lower now. I traced my rose back up his inner thighs and gently circled my rose around his balls. He thrashed around even more, roaring out loudly, "OHH!!! GOD!! FUCK!!!! " I smiled softly, loving how much pleasure my Master was feeling, also noting how it made my heart feel better. I gently traced my rose back down his inner thighs and down his legs, where I felt him shiver again, wondering briefly if he was ticklish. I sat back on my knees, pleased with my work as I watched my Master panting heavily for breath.

Nathan slowly opened his eyes, still heavily out of breath. He was shaking like mad, and was shocked also. No girl had ever done that to him in his entire life, it was very powerful, that she could do that to him. He wasn't sure yet, but he thought he could get to liking that. He knew only that his girl just wanted to give him pleasure as well, and he liked that. He slowly sat up, absentmindedly wiping the blood off his lip with the back of his hand. He growled softly, "Heh...ya did good, my girl....I fuckin...liked that...a lot." She glowed happily with his praise and about leaped into his embrace. He chuckled softly at her actions and gently laid her back down with him, feeling much better. He held her close as she curled up into his embrace, sighing in contentment. He also noted that his heart seemed to have stopped hurting for now, which seemed kinda weird. But, he didn't want to think about it anymore, he just gently held his girl in his arms, sighing in contentment as well.


I wiggled around in Nathan's embrace, still quite aroused. I didn't know what to do about it though. Do I initiate or wait for him to do it? I thought the latter and just traced my fingers through his chest hair, feeling him shivering again. I knew he was still quite aroused as well and that somehow, I knew we weren't done yet. I heard him growling low, "Heh...ya know we aint...done yet, my girl? Don't ya??" I blushed heavily, wondering how the fuck he did that. I shook my head, "No, my lord, I kinda...figured we...weren't..." He growled lower, "Close your eyes, my girl....Let me fuckin...do this.." I had no clue what he had in mind, but I closed my eyes anyway, trusting him completely. Next thing I knew, something cold was being slathered down my neck, I knew he wasn't done with that damned whipped cream yet.

I shivered at the coldness of the cream and of the expected results of it. I nearly jumped out of my skin as I felt Nathan gently licking the cream off my neck, growling lowly with arousal. I shivered with need, moaning out softly, "Ohh....Nathan....feels....good.." I felt him growl again and more cold was slathered down to my breasts, I shivered with anticipation. I felt his tongue trace though the cream down to my breasts, I shook harder, crying out his name again in pleasure, "Nathan!!! Please!!" He growled low, "That's right, my girl....scream my fuckin...name!!!" With that, more cream was slathered on my nipples, making me colder. Though I was warmed up again soon enough by him taking my right nipple into his mouth, licking the cream off. I about shot out of the bed, shock waves running through my body, I screamed out his name roughly again. He just snarled lower with hunger and took my left nipple in his mouth this time, licking the cream off more slowly. I shook harder with pleasure, thinking inwardly, this man is driving me insane!


As I was thinking that there was no way the man could possibly top that, I felt cold slathered again, this time around my vagina. I was shocked, this was new, I thought, slightly panicking. I hadn't had that done to me ever, so this was kinda scary. I kept my eyes tightly closed, whimpering softly. Nathan must have heard me, cause he softly growled, "I won't....fuckin....hurt you, my girl...you know that....you'll like this....trust me..." With that said, he gently spread my legs and thrust his tongue gently inside me. I nearly shot out of the bed again, screaming out loudly, "Nathan!!! Ohh!!! God!!!" He growled lowly from his position, thrusting his tongue faster inside me. I writhed like mad, feeling like I was coming apart at the seams.


He went even faster, growling roughly, gently nipping my clit. I shook harder and screamed out again, "Ohh!! Nathan....please!!" He came back up and gently took my right nipple into his mouth while reaching down to stroke my clit with his finger. I shook harder, feeling as though I was gonna break. But, I wanted to pleasure him too, but from this position, I couldn't. I suddenly wished he could just take me as hard as he could, but I knew we couldn't do that yet. I softly whimpered to get his attention, he looked up at me, eyes glowing with suppressed arousal. I gulped, "My lord....I want to...you know...help?" He growled softly, "Yea?" I nodded wordlessly.


He gently came back up and pulled me close to him, facing his chest. He kissed me deeply, while tracing his fingers down my hip, growling lightly. I moaned softly into his kisses and returned the touches across his own hip, feeling him shiver as well. My heart had started to hurt again as I tried to press closer to him, I wanted so bad for him to be inside me, to make me his forever. But, I knew that that could possibly hurt me, and Nathan would never want to do that. I whimpered softly nonetheless, and was shocked by him growling out, "I know....my girl....but we can't....I will not....fuckin...take...uhh...advantage of you....while you are...still fuckin....hurt there...."

I almost wanted to tear up, both in his sweet concern for me and also of frustration. I gulped, and tried to protest. But, he growled deeply again, "Goddamnit, no....I know...I do too....But...I will not hurt...you...don't fuckin....make me do that....so, enough...fuckin arguing with me....UNDERSTAND???!" I nodded wordlessly, tearing up nonetheless. It wasn't fair, I thought, fuckin bastard in that fucking chamber ruined everything. I couldn't help it anymore, I burst into tears uncontrollably, still mentally in pain from the rape. Nathan gently gathered me close, petting my hair, growling low to try to soothe me.


Nathan felt like shit arguing with his girl like that, but he couldn't do that to her. Not when she was hurt like that, he'd rather die than hurt her more. He knew she wanted him badly and he wanted her too, but he was not willing to take that risk. He heard her as she burst into tears, suddenly feeling like tracking down the bastard that did this to her and killing him brutally. He was helpless and didn't know what to do to make her feel better, his heart was hurting again at seeing her do that. He held her close and tried to soothe her as much as he could. He gulped hard at seeing her pain and almost felt like tearing up himself. He knew now that he wanted to make her his forever, but now, thanks to that fucking bastard in that goddamn chamber, that chance was taken away from both of them for at least 3 or so months. He sighed shakily and held his crying girl in his arms, helpless for once to stop her pain. His heart was hurting so much, that he never even noticed that he had started crying as well.


I was so deep in my despair that I almost missed feeling something wet strike near my ear. I looked up in shock to see that Nathan was softly crying as well, his eyes shut tight. I felt even more shitty now, I don't think he even notices that he is crying as well. I didn't want him to end up sharing my pain, it wasn't fair for him. He didn't deserve me, I knew he didn't. I started to get up, I knew I should leave. He didn't need this, not when I couldn't give him what he wanted and needed. Still crying, I got up to go to my room to get dressed. But, I was suddenly pulled back down by Nathan, who looked at me almost in anger. He growled low, "And where....are you...fuckin going, my girl?? Answer me!!!"


I gulped hard, not knowing how to explain myself without getting punished or without me saying my safe-word. I shook harder, sobbing out softly, "I don't deserve this...my lord....not...when I can't....give you....what you want....what you need..-" I was cut off abruptly by Nathan pulling me back into his arms and kissing me hard, growling low. I cried harder though his kiss, hearing him growl low, "I don't give...a damn about that....you...are my girl.....and you....will stay with me.....cause I want...you to...you...have...fuckin....given me more...than any girl....ever fuckin has...and I will not...lose you now...Understand?? You...belong to me....you're...fuckin...mine...and you know it.....please...just...look at your...ring.." I heard that broken please in his voice and knew that I wasn't going anywhere. I looked down at my ring, remembering how he put it on me. I finally threw my arms around his neck, crying out softly, "Ohh!! Nathan!!" He growled low and held me tight, "I have an idea.....come here, my girl..."

I was startled as he gently lifted me up and carried me into the bathroom, shutting the door behind us. He set me gently on my feet and turned to the tub, turning on the taps. I noticed now that it had like jet sprays in it like a hot tub. I sighed in almost relief, it's like he always knows how to make me feel better. It's weird, but I kinda like that. It brought back memories of him drawing me a bath after he had rescued me, it was like he already knew what would help my pain. I was shocked even more by him adding some kind of rose scented bubble bath to the very hot water, now having to stifle a fuckin laugh of all things! He chuckled darkly, "Heh...ya...fuckin...bubble bath...not fuckin metal...but goddamn it...even I wanna...ya know...relax in that shit...sometimes....fuck..."


With that, Nathan gently caught me up in his arms and set me in the hot rolling water, along with himself. He pulled me close and cradled me gently against his chest. I sighed softly, still sniffling, listening to his heartbeat and gentle growlings. I almost felt better now, especially since he tipped my head up and looking at me with eyes glowing with warmth, leaned down slowly to kiss me tenderly. I pressed closer to him, whimpering softly, aching for his affections now. He growled lower, "Let me...make my girl....fuckin...feel better...I can...try..." I nodded wordlessly, trusting him completely. He gently started kissing my neck softly, stopping to pay special attention to my Gear brand gently biting down on it, making me shiver. He moved me around so that my back was to his chest, as he continued to rain gentle kisses down my shoulder, while running his hands down my sides, gently massaging my hips. I moaned low at his tender touches, feeling almost loved again, my heart hurting worse.


Nathan gently massaged his girl's hips, hearing her moans, feeling as though he was at least trying to make her feel better. He gulped hard, noting how his heart was starting to hurt again though. He felt like hitting himself there, but knew that would draw his girl's attention. He did not want to cause her more pain, he only wanted to bring his girl pleasure. That's all I want, he thought suddenly, to make her happy. It was a weird thought, but it was true. He shook his head lightly, shoving deep thoughts away for now, they were of no use. He continued to focus his attentions on pleasuring his girl and making her happy again.


I gasped sharply as Nathan suddenly reached around my body to gently knead my breasts in his hands, growling softly to soothe me. I gently pressed back against him with a soft whimper, and he seemed to understand my gesture. He gently teased one of my nipples with one hand while the other traveled down under the water to resume gently stroking my clit. I writhed under his touches with a soft whimper, "Ohh....Nathan...please..." He growled lower and sped up his strokes, "That's right, my girl....let me fuckin....pleasure you....I wanna...hear you scream...my fuckin name!!" I shuddered as he sped up his strokes, feeling as though I was gonna shatter at his touch. "Nathan!! Please!!" I screamed out, shuddering harder. Nathan growled lower and sped up his stroking of my swollen clit, reaching a little lower.


Nathan thought to try something new to pleasure his girl faster and better, hoping it wouldn't hurt her too much. With that thought, he gently inserted his finger inside her, hearing her cry out sharply. He was scared at first that he had hurt her, but he soon realized by the way she had thrown her head back against his chest that she liked it. Smiling with pride in himself, he gently pinched her nipple between his fingers with one hand while with the other hand his finger gently thrust inside her. She shuddered even more at that, and he was pleased to hear her cry out, "OH!! GOD!!! Nathan!!! Feels....soo....good....Please!!"

He growled low at hearing her cry out his name in pleasure again and gently thrust his finger faster inside her, noting how she automatically spread her legs more for him. He felt how she contracted around his finger and knew that her release was finally near. He gently thrusted his finger faster inside her, careful not to do it too hard, and pinched her nipple harder. He felt her buck against his hand, her breath hitching as she finally screamed out her release, 'OH!!! GOD!! Nathan....Nathan.....NATHAN!!!!" He gently withdrew his finger from inside her and gathered her shaking body into his arms, feeling very proud of himself now.


I curled into Nathan's warm embrace, feeling so much better now. I murmured softly to him, "Thank you...my lord...that was...wonderful." He growled low in pleasure, "Heh, ya....told ya...I'd fuckin...make ya feel better, my girl....uhh...I didn't like...hurt ya...did I?" I shook my head, "It didn't hurt at all, my lord, you were...very gentle, thank you..." He growled lower and wordlessly tipped my head up to kiss me. That done, he reached behind him to pull the drain plug, then climbed out of the tub first. I watched as he dried himself off, feeling bad now seeing that he was still very aroused. But, he seemed to be ignoring it in favor of taking care of me, cause he lifted me out of the tub and gently rubbed me dry as well. I was careful to blink back tears as he once again wordlessly caught me up in his arms and carried me out of the bathroom, still growling low in his chest.


Again, I felt like shit as Nathan tenderly laid me back down on his bed, and climbed back in behind me. I gently turned over, and looked at him, noting that he was still very aroused. I wanted to fix that, but I didn't know how to initiate that without angering him. I gulped and taking a deep breath, reached down to gently grab his hard cock in my hand. It seemed to startle him, for he arched into my touch with a roar of, "Ohh!! FUCK!!!" I giggled inwardly, the man is so responsive, I noticed. I wordlessly stroked him faster, noting how he thrust into my hand again with rough roars of pleasure. I gently leaned up closer into him and gently started nipping his neck, while stroking him faster. "Goddamn!!! FUCK!!!" He roared out louder in pleasure, writhing beneath my touch now.

I smiled softly against his neck, always proud to pleasure my Master, as he deserved to be pleasured as well. Soon, I was rewarded with a harsher roar as I gripped him tighter and stroked him harder. He finally gave one final rough thrust into my hand with a loud roar of, "OHH!!! GOD!!! FUCK YA!!!" I felt it as he came hard into my hand, feeling very proud of myself now too. He breathed out heavily, and gathered me close, growling out softly. "Goddamn.....that was fuckin...awesome....good fuckin....girl...I liked that....a lot....Fuck."
I glowed more with his praise and curled into his embrace, "You are welcome, my lord, you deserve to be pleasured as well, it is your right."


Nathan gave a rough chuckle, "Fuck ya...I guess you're right, my girl....we should get....some sleep...it's probably like....really fuckin late..understand?" I nodded wordlessly, yawning deeply, I was too tired to even attempt to find pajamas. It had been a very rough, emotional night for both of us. I felt Nathan drag his black blanket over us, showering us in rose petals. Which made me giggle and him grumble in annoyance, "Fuckin...petals....ugh.." I giggled again and picked one out of his hair, tracing it gently across his lips, making him blush.

I giggled softly again, "I rather like them, my lord...the black ones...match your hair..." He shook his head wordlessly, chuckling roughly, still blushing, "Silly...fuckin girl....heh...they fuckin....match your hair...too..." I giggled softly again, "I know....my lord." With that, feeling very happy and noticing my heart wasn't hurting anymore, I reached around to find Nathan's black rose laying near my pillow. I stuck it in my hair with a soft giggle, "Well, they are...my favorite flower, my lord, goodnight." With that, I kissed him softly before curling up happily into his chest, throwing my arm around his waist, sighing with contentment.


Nathan looked down at his girl as she sighed in contentment. Eying the way she had stuck his black rose in her hair, where it blended in perfectly, with a happy giggle. He noticed that in watching her play with the rose petals and his rose, his heart was no longer hurting anymore either. He was not as tired as his girl was however, so with soft smile on his face he watched as his girl fell into a contented sleep with a smile on her face as well, arm wrapped tight around his waist.

However, he gently reached out and slowly pulled the rose out of her hair. He did not want it poking her in the middle of the night. With that thought, he noted as she turned over, sighing happily in her sleep. That made his heart start kinda hurting again. He decided he needed that talk with Pickles after all, but how to call him without waking his girl up? He slowly sat up and gently eased his way out of bed, watching to make sure she didn't wake up. With that secured, he snatched up his Dethphone from his nightstand and padded softly over to the bathroom, closing the door behind him.


He quickly dialed Pickles number, hoping the bastard was still awake, not knowing what time it was. He heard Pickles answer in a drunken but still somewhat alert voice, "Hey dude...ya, it's Nathan.....listen dude....I think...we should ya know....meet in the hot tub...is anyone else still up? Heh....Murderface threw a fit?.....locked himself in the....fuckin dungeons again, huh? Fuckin....douchebag....ugh....Skwis? Heh...oh, ya...fuckin....fat lady night tonight, huh? Disgusting fuck....ugh...Toki? What?? You let him....go out with that....fuckin....clown?? Ugh....whatever....I hate that goddamn clown...Did he like...say when he was gonna....be back?? Fuck it....I don't wanna know.....ya dude....ugh...ya...so...can we like...fuckin....ya know...talk and shit...? About ya know...? Ya...she's asleep dude.....she had....a bad fuckin....night....ya...I guess I can tell ya....you can...like....maybe...fuckin understand and shit...? Ya...okay...see ya in a....couple of minutes then, dude....I should like....leave her a note and like....fuckin...lock her in...I don't fuckin...want her wandering around....alone and shit.....fuck you dude....I just....wanna protect her....ya I know....whatever....just...see ya in a bit...dude...oh...bring your...fuckin...Dethphone..I'm leaving mine...with her...in case she needs me...fuck you dude...is that cool...though?....she can like...call yours...from mine...thanks...whatever....fuckin pain in the ass drummer...ya...later, dude."

With that done, not having anyone else to talk to, Nathan snapped his phone shut irritably. He knew that Pickles was the oldest of the band and therefore, was the better one to talk to about shit like this. Heh, he thought inwardly, it's either him or the fuckin Robot, and I have no interest in any more of his fuckin meddling. He sighed deeply and carefully exited the bathroom, looking for one of his lyric writing notebooks. He found one in the top drawer of his dresser along with his red pen.

He carefully scribbled out a note for his girl in case she woke up and freaked out that he was not there, "My girl, I went out to the...fuckin rec room to chill with Pickles for awhile, I will be back soon. In the meantime...I have locked you in for.....your own fuckin...safety, I will leave....my Dethphone in case you need...me...Pickles' number is...fuckin...speed dial 5...just like hold it down and shit...either he or I will answer it...you are not allowed to make any other....out calls...understand?? And DO NOT ANSWER ANY INCOMING CALLS...unless it's Pickles phone, cause that would...be me callin to..check on ya...Be good, my girl....and don't worry...I'll be back soon....ya... Nathan E." Heh, he chuckled inwardly, I have no idea how to fuckin end notes.

With that, he left his Dethphone on his nightstand on vibrate so it would not wake her up, along with the notebook open to his note. He watched her for a couple of minutes, heart still hurting. Without conscious thought, he leaned down and gently gave his girl a soft kiss on the forehead, noting again how she rolled over with a small whimper of pleasure. With a soft smile at her actions, he slowly got dressed. He snatched his keys off his dresser, stuffing them in his jeans pocket and left his room quietly. He gently shut and locked his door securely behind him, feeling somewhat empty without his girl already.