EroticReverie

Aurora After Dark 28

Aurora ….one week later 

Lucien didn’t end up making love to me that night. My period and my cramps were in full force. I still can’t believe he ate me out. Not giving a single fuck about the blood. 

All week he went easier on me. And I only just realized this past week, he’s always gone easy on me during my period. Over the years of his games with me, he never made me play hide and seek with him on those days of my cycle. I should be a little more creeped out by the fact my step brother kept track of my periods. But I wasn’t. 

The night air is cold as I stand at the edge of the woods. Lucien adjusting my collar with a smirk on his lips. The little bell in the hollow of my throat makes a small tinkling noise. I’m naked in a pair of baby pink colored panties with ruffles on the ass. His choice. My underwear drawer was replenished a few days ago. As it always was when Lucien had depleted my supply by taking them after his wins. But these ones were laid on my bed next to a pair of white socks with lace frills around the top and a pair of shiny baby pink flats that had a little strap that buckled over ankle. They remind me of the shoes I’d been made to wear as a child. 

I know Lucien likes putting me in colors that are soft and girly. Because he knows that’s not what I like. and the other reason is because it makes me look more innocent. Like a doll. His doll. His kitten. 

The wind whips across my bare skin. Only the panties, socks and shoes on my body. I shiver and he hums. I watch as he pulls something from his pocket. More bells. He reaches around my midriff and secures the thing belly chain with about a dozen little bells on it and he smiles and I bite my lip and he takes something else out of his other pocket. My nipples pinch even harder in the cool air as he opens his palm and shows me. Two little clamps with a rubber grip on the pinchers and two little jingle bells on each one that hang on little silver chains. 

He pushes the little clamps apart and lifts one to my left breast. 

“Look at you….these little nipples are so ready for your clamps,kitten” he hums and gently places the clamp around the hardened points of my nipple. Slowly releasing the pressure of his fingers, letting the pressure of the clamps cinch around my nipple. It’s not uncomfortable. They’re tight but not terribly so. They pinch just enough to secure to my nipples. I whimper and he groans and licks his lips. 

He places the other one and then leans down and kisses my breasts. Right on my nipples. Softly. One of the left. One of the right. 

“God, your precious tits are so fucking beautiful all dressed up Kitten” he hums. Placing another kiss on each. 

I shiver as his hands mild to my waist and slide down and behind me over my ass and he grabs it , squeezing my ass cheeks as he kisses up my chest and over my collar. Up my neck and his breath is warm against my ear. 

“Ready to play?” He whispers and I nod. 

He told me last week. I was ready. Even when I told him I wasn’t sure that I was. But tonight he’d have me. He’d fuck me in these woods. Make love to me on his dark playground where he’s made me his prey for years. 

His one hand slips around and into my panties. I suck in a breath and my hips push forward and he chuckles softly. Darkly in my ear. As his finger slips between my lips and through them and along my pussy. 

“So fucking wet for me already.” He groans and plays with my arousal and teases my entrance with his fingertip and I shift on my feet and my hands grab ahold of his shoulders as he slides his finger to my clit and my mouth falls open. 

“Fuck, you’re so beautiful when you’re desperate for my touch Aurora” he groans and then kisses my neck, rubbing my clit faster and I moan. 

“Little slut” he murmurs. “Precious whore” 

I whimper louder and he groans and bites my neck above my collar and growls as I hiss and his hand slips from my panties and I’m left panting as he steps back. 

“It’s time to play Aurora.” He growls. “On the count of three” 

I’m breathing hard. My pussy so wet. And maybe I’m wrong. Maybe I am ready. Ready for him to do everything to me. Ready to be his in everyway. 

“1……2……3” he growls and turns his back to the woods. And the soles of my shoes slip against the wet grass and I nearly tumble to my knees before even entering the woods as I take off into our playground.