The Torture

AT THAT moment, Isla’s heart thumped too fast that she can even overhear it.
Zero leaned closer to her and leveled his face on her left ear. She closes her eyes as his breath touches her cheek—it’s warm and refreshing. Damn this, she cursed inside her.
“You can’t sleep because you’re waiting for me,” he whispered.
And there it goes, her shame exploded.
Zero sniffed her hair. “I hate someone who contradicts my opinion,” he whispered.
She frowned slightly. “W-What do you mean?”
“Earlier, when Becca and I were talking, you jive—”
“Come on, Zero. I just stated what’s the best that I know—” she didn’t finish her words when Zero’s index finger pressed to her lips.
“Shh… stop reasoning. Now,” he moved away and stared at her; a smirk drawn on his lips. “You have to do whatever I’m gonna say, understood?”
She gulped as she met her eyes and nodded like a tamed pet.
“Good. Now, on the bed,” he said, eyes tucked to hers while he pointed in the direction of her bed.
She nodded again and rushed towards the bed.
“Sit,” he demanded.
She then sat at the edge. “Get naked.”
Her hands trembled slightly because of the pressure that Zero gave but still, she manages to take off her robe.
Zero’s eyes twinkled when he saw her body. Guess, the woman really wears nothing from the inside. He crossed his arms in front of his broad chest as he looked intimately at her.
“Now, lean backward and touch yourself,” he uttered.
Her eyes widened because of it. She was about to open her mouth to talk but held it when Zero arched his brow.
She gulped and lifted her hand. It landed on her right thigh. Her eyes never left Zero’s while she continues what she was doing. She saw how Zero’s Adam’s apple move handsomely when she trailed her hand upward until it reaches the lower part of her right breast.
She got the idea of what exactly her punishment was. But she won’t let herself hang up by just touching herself. She needs to look pleasurable, in that way, Zero will have the urge and won’t restrain himself from claiming her.
“Like this?” she asked, teasing visible in her voice. She wet her lips and bit them, seductively.
His forehead knitted. “More,” he muttered.
Isla smiled and started to clasp her right breast, massaging it circularly. She tweaked her nipple and run her hand into her other breast. One moment, she composed herself, pushed her body upward, and rests her head on the soft pillow.
Zero moved closer as he watches her.
She moaned when she put her other hand above her breasts—now two hands were massaging her breasts. She closes her eyes as she moaned, seductively. “Oh…”
Zero formed a sly smirk on his lips. “Rubbed your clit with your other hand,” he demanded.
She opened her eyes, met his, and bit her lower lip. Leaving her right hand, clasping her right breast, her left hand went down to her clit and started to rub gently.
She arched her body when she put a little pressure into rubbing her clit. She exchanged her hand; her right was the one rubbing her clit now while her left-hand massaged her left pile.
“Oh…” she moaned again.
“That’s it, baby. You’re learning well. Now,” Zero sat on the side, “put one finger inside your core,” he said.
She then followed and slide down her middle finger. She moaned because of the libido that arises. She’s really wet down there.
Zero has the urge to touch her but he held it because he wanted to watch how Isla pleasured herself.
After a while, Isla put another finger and that’s it, Zero can’t hold it anymore. Her moan was so lovely that he can’t resist.
His hand landed above her clit and slide it down to it, rubbing it ever so gently.
At the back of Isla’s mind, she succeeds although it seems like a punishment to her, Zero couldn’t resist her—that’s the fact.
Zero met her eyes and he flashed a smile. “Do you like it?”
She bit her lower lip and nodded. She shivers when Zero pulled her fingers and darted his finger inside.
She arched her body when Zero’s finger started to move back and forth. She curled her toes and crumpled the sheet… moaning out his name.
“Shh… Becca might hear us,” he muttered.
She bit her lips and looked at him. “Sorry—ugh…” she replied.
Zero has the perfect view of Isla’s body while fingering her. After a few moments, he lowers his face and his breath touches her bare skin which makes her shiver.
The trail down sent into her spine when Zero gave a peck in her cleft. Suddenly, he sneaked his tongue and lick her cleft. He carried her hips and turned her core towards his direction to have better access.
She bit her lower lip to hold her moan when Zero started to swirl his tongue into her cleft while his finger keeps on pushing in and out into her core. She arched her back when she can’t stand the tingling sensation.
“Z-Zero…” she whispered. “Please,” she begged.
Zero smirked and stopped. He stood up and took off his clothes and left nothing. He gets back to her and suddenly crumpled her breasts. Damn! he cursed at the back of his head.
“They’re really huge,” he whispered before he claimed her lips.
Hungrily, they exchange intimate kisses while his right hand went down and reached for her wet pussy. She moaned between their kisses, and the slurping sound that their kisses left roared into the four corners of the room.
Zero’s lips started to trail kisses on her jaw down to her neck until it reaches her left nipple. He swirled his tongue around her pinkish nipple and then sucked it harshly which makes her groan but stopped when she realizes that she can’t moan out loud or scream.
Zero is really killing her. The foreplay was too much. Although she knew it was just the beginning.
Thrusting his finger inside her core while sucking her nipple harshly boosted the tingling sensation that she felt and any moment, something will explode—she was almost near. She can even hear the collision sound of Zero’s palm and her pussy.
When Zero saw that Isla seems not to hold her climax, he withdrew his finger which makes the woman growl.
“Shh… Quiet,” he reminded.
She then bites her lips. ‘Damn it!’, she cursed inside her head, she almost forgot.
Zero claimed her lips again while he positioned himself on top of her. His hardness was poking her tummy—its shreds of warmness. While kissing, he slowly rubbed his shaft into her abdomen, boosting her lust more.
“Enter me,” she begged, between their kisses.
Zero moved away a little bit and formed a sly smirk on his lips. “We all have the time to play,” he whispered as he leaned forward.
Toes curling, clutching sheets, Isla seems not to hold it anymore. She tried to push him and will let him do the thing but Zero pushed her shoulder and pinned her back on the bed. “You can’t,” he uttered, eyes locked into hers.
“Come on, Z-Zero, I can’t hold it anymore. I want you inside me…” she uttered, breathing rapidly.
Zero shook his head. “Not until I said so,” he said.
Isla bit her lower lip and closes her eyes. Zero grinned. He held his shaft and darted the tip of it into her core.
She groaned and tried to slide down to pierce her core fully into his but Zero pulled his shaft.
She opened her eyes, forehead knitted. “What’s wrong? I want you—”
Zero shook his head. “I am the master of the game,” he said, authoritatively.
“Z-Zero…”
“That’s it. Beg,” he whispered and hold his shaft again, darting only the tip into her wetness. Pushing the tip in and out, tickling and teasing her which makes her protest silently.
“This is torture…” she whispered.
Zero grinned. He withdrew again and slide his finger inside her while he reached for her left breast, massaged it, and tweaked her aroused nipple.
The tingling sensation arises and she can’t hold it anymore. She doesn’t want Zero to stop. She doesn’t want the way how he teased her—it’s killing her. All she wanted at this moment was to have his shaft delve deeper into her core and thrust fast and hard.
Zero keeps on teasing her vagina, leaving it too wet.
He grinned like a real monster—a demon. He traces his hand down to her breasts. Tweaked one tip to another then slowly trail it down to her abdomen, and darted his finger circularly into her belly button.
She arched her body, curled her toes, and her hands clutch into his arms. “Z-Zero,” she whispered. ‘When will this torture last?’ she thought.
“Are you liking it?”
She shook her head and moaned but bit-pressed her lips together when she realizes the fact that Becca is still on the other side of her room. “N-No,” she whispered. “I hate it because it’s killing me,” she added.
She wanted to scream out loud and scold Zero because of it. But she can’t.
Zero formed a sly smirk on his lips and suddenly pressed his lips above her abdomen, leaving soft kisses into it until his lips moved slowly and it went above her clit.
His face pushed upward when she arched her body because of the tingling feeling. The intimacy is killing her.
“Endure everything,” Zero asserted which makes her curse whisperingly caused by his warm breath that touches her skin.
Zero sneaked out his tongue, and swirled it, trailing down to her cleft. He started to lick and sip every portion of her cleft. His hands rest on her thighs—face between them.
Oh, God, kill me now, she thought.
Zero continue licking and savoring her wetness. He even hardened his tongue and darted it inside her wet core. He sucked it eagerly which makes her shiver. She cum but she wanted Zero to reach for her G-spot.
“Z-Zero… stop this,” she muttered. “Delved inside please—”
“Shh… one more word from you, you’ll be punished severely.
She closes her eyes and tried to calm herself. However, how can she calm down if Zero is torturing her in a pleasurable way?
Zero licked her wetness, tasting her juices like it’s some sort of ice cream. At the back of his mind. It tasted sweet and it is addictive.
When he turned the edge off, he slid one finger inside her while he savors his cleft.
“Hmm…” he withdrew his finger, met her eyes, and licked his finger, cleaning the discharge that covers his finger. “It’s so sweet,” he added.
At this moment, Isla doesn’t know what to feel—it’s a mixed emotion, she could fucking feel a sudden mix of emotions… she’s happy, because Zero takes time to please her, sad because he tortures her like this. It’s been minutes, an hour… since they started and Zero didn’t even bother to fuck her? She’s happy, sad, pissed—that she wanted to shout at Zero or force herself on him.
She knew herself, she wanted it hard.
“Enough with the foreplay, Zero. Please,” she begged and doesn’t know how many times she keeps on begging.
However, Zero seems not to listen and continues what he’s doing.
“Zero,” she whispered again, calling out his name. But Zero just keep on licking and fingering her.
Her breath became rapid as she gives full control to herself not to shout, not to moan, not to scream Zero’s name fucking out loud.
She doesn’t even understand why Zero has to punish her like this. She knew she didn’t do anything wrong earlier.
Nonetheless, she needs to understand. They built an agreement together. Also, it’s her opportunity to have Zero.
If Becca will go abroad, they will be free to do what they want. Hiding it from Apollo could be simply easy now that she’s in college. She will live alone in a condo and she will not let Apollo ruin that opportunity.
After a few moments, she opened her eyes when she couldn’t feel Zero’s touch. Adjusting her vision in the dark, since she switches off earlier the main light, leaving the lamp on the table, the room is dim.
Zero was already standing beside the bed, looking at her.
“W—”
“Our session ends here,” he uttered which makes her shoulder collapse, her heart shrinks, and anger arise.
“A-Are you being serious?” she asked.
Zero nodded and started to pick and wear his clothes.
She doesn’t know what to do at that moment. She wanted to punch Zero’s face and fired a gun into it.
“Y-You can’t—”
“Trust me, baby. I can and I am doing it,” he said as he buttoned his polo.
She laughed sarcastically. “I get it…” she said, voice failing.
When Zero was done, he turned his back and walk toward the door.
“When will I see you again?” she asked.
Zero stopped and looked at her again. “Let’s see how fate works,” he joked.
She rolled her eyes, thinking Zero couldn’t see it. “Whatever. Be sure to watch out. Becca might see you. Bye,” she asserted, coldly and turned her back away from him. She pulled the comforter and closes her eyes.
“Aren’t you going to accompany—”
“I bet you can do that. Just take precautions,” she uttered without turning in his direction.
Zero smirked and shook his head after. “Goodnight then,” he replied and exited her room.