CHAPTER 113: SCREAM IF YOU DARE

**OLIVER WEST**

If anything, his fingers gripped my hair further, pushing my face into the juncture of his neck. His groans were harsh but it sounded to be pleasure rather than pain.

I gave up, too afraid to break his skin, the last thing I wanted was to taste blood in my mouth.

Instead, I trailed my tongue over the marks I made before kissing every one of them soothingly. A part of me was also nervous, what if he retook revenge on me later?

Despite my anxiety, I was getting more excited, maybe too excited because all of a sudden, I could feel my dick brushing the material of my boxers and then it grazed the large tent in Kieran’s towel.

I moaned at the connection that sent a jolt of electric shooting into my veins.

I released Kieran’s neck with a wet pop.

I should stop before things get more dangerous, I looked up at Kieran’s darkened eyes and felt my own breath catch.

I believe now, he knows not to challenge me!

So, I should just end it here before I did something nastier, but seeing him grunting at my mercy had felt too good.

"Kieran, we should..." I moaned when he thrusted his hips up, causing our groins to rub again. It wasn’t just me that had a wet spot in my boxer.

I could see Kieran’s stain spreading through the towel. He thrusted his hips up again and I touched his taut stomach tracing my fingers over his torso which is so rigid.

"Ollie," Kieran spoke hoarsely again, his fingers tightening around my hips, and I felt my dick leak more precum than it already did because of the way he’d called my name.

My mom had always told me that those who played with fire, always got burnt and now as I met his heated gaze, I knew Kieran was the fire I was being warned about.

I wanted to tell him that we should stop, but suddenly, the memory of him forcing me to moan before he would let me cum resurfaced in my mind.

The thought was tempting. To make him pay in that exact same way. So, in this way, I would have a response whenever he teased me. I would use this moment as my weapon.

I almost didn’t recognize that I had spoken the next words that echoed between us.

’’What are the things you want to do with me Kieran?’’ I held his gaze as I adjusted my position, situating myself in the space between his thighs.

My fingers toyed with the towel, hearing his sharp intake of breath.

"As long as you ask very nicely, I’m going to do it," I whispered, rolling the end of the towel upward to his thighs but not touching his dick which was jerking against the light fabric. I know for sure his body was begging me to touch his dick, but I needed to hear him say it.

"Ollie, don’t play games with me!" His response came gruffly, his eyes burning with an intensity that promised to consume me. I chose to ignore the warning bells that blared in my subconscious.

"You’re already this hard, K, talk nicely to me," I pouted, fighting a smile. So, this was how thrilling it felt to be in control.

I ran my tongue along his thigh, never breaking our eye contact even though the hunger in his gaze was making a mess of my insides.

"So, this is really how you want to play this, huh?" I barely got time to react when his strong hand gripped the back of my neck.

Shocked by his sudden violence, I held onto his towel for balance. One moment, Kieran’s towel was in place and the next thing I knew, his throbbing cock was hitting my face.

"Kieran!" I screamed in full blown panic but his grip around my neck didn’t ease, instead it tightened. With his other hand, he continued to slap my face repeatedly with his cock while chuckling darkly at my mortification.

"Let me teach you something about control, Ollie. First, you need to be stronger, like this."

His grip released as he seemed to be searching for something on the edge of the bed.

I didn’t wait. I began to crawl away from the bed entirely, panic sending me to the other end of the bed.

I could make it...

Just one more step, and I would...

"Aaaargggh!" The scream tore from me when a vice-like grip tightened around my ankle, pain flooded my butt in the next moment, ripping out a choked cry, my arms could only flail hopelessly as I was yanked to the spot I’d just escaped from. I looked to see the belt in Kieran’s hands and felt my soul nearly left my body.

That had been what he was searching for!

"No, I don’t want to play this game anymore," I yelped when he forced me between his legs once more. How dare he hit me with that weapon in his hands!

Wait... don’t tell me he is going to SPANK me for merely trying to tease him?

"Where were you going? I was still teaching you," Kieran’s voice was deceptively soft as he caressed the hair on the back of my neck that had stood up.

"As long as you beg nicely, I’m willing to let you go," He taunted. It wasn’t just his words, but the fact that he was mimicking my tone, but in a highly pitched way!

"You psycho! No... what are you doing!" I kicked both my legs when he grabbed both my arms behind my back, and then I could feel the belt wound tightly and caging both my wrists.

"Don’t worry, Ollie, you suck at domination, so I’m just going to teach you. Be sure to learn well." He patted my buttocks almost endearingly.

"Bastard! You better untie me, I’m calling for your Mom!" I warned, struggling against my bind, while the psycho was merely stroking his dick.

"Go ahead, scream all you want, Ollie," Something dark in his voice sent a shudder through me.

"Fine, you think I don’t dare to...? I will scream at the top of my voice!" I warned again but Kieran scoffed, not looking fazed by my threat.

"If you scream Ollie, I’m going to silence you,"

I should have listened to my instincts. I really should have listened to him.

"MRS MORRI—MMMMMMMPH! MMMPH" My scream had been cut short, my cries muffled as my mouth was invaded and next thing I knew, my tongue was covered with the salty tang of his precum.