Author's Note: Been awhile! This story is a bit of a sequel to my previous work "Bad Day? Fuck The Hate Away!". I hope you all enjoy it! As always, credit to the wonderful @cafekitsune for the lovely dividers.
CW: Shibari, Dub-Con bordering on Non-Con, Toxic Relationship, Drugging, Overstimulation, Non-Consensual Body Modification, Valentino
You couldn’t move. That was the first thing you noticed as you came to. The next thing you noticed was the tingling in your limbs. Opening your eyes, you realized that you were no longer in your bed. Lights and cameras could be seen at various angles in the room, and the silk sheets were warm beneath you.
Moving as much as your body would allow, you angled your head and froze at the sight of the full-length mirror on the side of the bed.
Your legs were splayed out and bent in a deep squat as you faced the mirror, with you resting on your toes. Your arms were up, and bent behind you at the elbow. Keeping you in this position were bindings of red silk rope. Tight loops wrapped around your thighs and calves, and were closely bound to ensure the desired form. The same color of rope ensured your arms stayed bent behind your head, and was secured to a hook hanging from the top of the four-poster frame.
The positioning was shocking enough, but the icing on the cake were the additional ropes of purple, molding and shaping your body. Your breasts throbbed from the tight bindings that made them jut out. To your shock, your nipples glinted in the mirror- a delicate gold chain hanging connected them. When did they get pierced?
Your ribs struggled to expand due to the rope surrounding your waist as you continued to take in the sight. Your eyes widened as you focused on the strands of purple rope that formed diamonds down the center of your torso, with little knots accentuating the design. They continued down, and rather than separate and tie to your thighs like garters, they joined and ran through your exposed folds.
You couldn’t resist moving your hips slightly at the sight, and a jolt of pleasure surged through you. A carefully placed knot rubbed along your clit as you moved. It felt amazing, and spurred you on.
The rope between your folds soon grew darker as your slick coated it. While you were moving, a sweet smell slowly filled the room, increasing the pleasure and fogging your mind. Soon, all you could think about was the ever-growing tension. Close. Closer. Closer still. Almost there…
And yet… Despite your best efforts, that dam refused to break. The euphoria you were chasing stayed ever out of your reach. You let out a pathetic whine as you tried in vain to cum, to no avail.
The creaking of a door caused your head to jolt upright. A sultry laugh cut through the fog of arousal. Through the mirror, your eyes met Valentino’s glowing red ones as he walked into the room smiling; that trademark pink smoke surrounding him and acting like his own personal fog machine.
“Ah… mi hermosa… So good to see you finally awake. And what’s this? Wet already? Did you miss your papito that much?”
You let out another whine as he moved in front of you, blocking the view of the mirror. Hot pain surged from your tender nipples as he gently tugged on the chain, accentuating the pleasure and deepening it.
And yet… you still couldn’t cum. Another whine of frustration escaped your lips as Valentino grabbed your face and tilted it up so that your gaze could meet his.
“Oh… What’s wrong, amorcito? Why the face? I thought you’d be happy to see me. I know I’ve been busy with recent projects, but I always make time for mi corazón.” His smile widened, causing his gold tooth to shine in the light.
The words were warm, but the delivery of them caused you to freeze. The fog in your mind faded as you remembered.
You had been ignoring him.
Valentino had been swamped with work. Photoshoots, endorsements, videos. More and more time with Voxxy and Angel Dust. He was showing up everywhere lately, and through it all, not once were you the one he chose to accompany him at the public events.
It wasn’t you he danced with at the night clubs. It wasn’t you who rode alongside him in the Entertainment District, speeding through the streets shooting up the night. And it wasn't you he displayed on his arm for all to see.
You were the secret. Stolen kisses in the night. Frantic breaths mingling in the darkness, where only the two of you existed. Only ever in your apartment, or a hidden alcove. Like you were something to be ashamed of.
You weren’t worthy. And that hurt most of all.
It was hard, at first. Lying to him about being busy, about sudden shift switches. But you pulled away and did your best to ghost him. If you couldn’t be paraded around with pride, then it was better not be with him at all. There wasn’t enough time for the pain of inferiority to fade; it just got easier to deal with.
Valentino’s smile turned cold as he squeezed your face tightly. “You’ve been ignoring me, mi hermosa. And you know how I feel about being ignored.”
Pain flared between your folds as a sharp slap was delivered to your clit, bringing you back to the present. The knot in the ropes bit into it, adding to sensation. You cried out as your body jolted in response, and his smile widened.
Pulling his hand away from between your thighs, he rubbed his fingers and felt the slick that they had gathered.
“My, my… You’re dripping, amorcito. All that effort to avoid me, and you fall apart so easily.” Valentino delivered another slap between your thighs; another moan of pain and pleasure from your lips.
“Why were you ignoring me, corazón? What made you think you could try to ghost me?” His voice was silky smooth, with a sinister edge. He was angry.
You tried to speak, but the words were stuck. Your limbs tingled from their locked position, and that sweet scent was back again. You found it difficult to focus on anything as the fog began to fill your mind. The emotional pain and shame faded away, and all you could feel was the hot throbbing between your legs.
“Answer me, corazón. Why were you ignoring me?” His grip on your face tightened as he spoke. Despite the rage contorting his features, he was a beautiful demon. It was easy to see why Valentino was named the Overlord of Porn. He exuded sex. And you were powerless to resist him.
Your voice was dull as you spoke, the fog allowing the words to fall unimpeded from your lips. “I was angry. You always keep me in the dark, hidden away. You say you love me, that you want me. But every chance you get, you hide me. I didn’t want to be a secret anymore. So, I lied about work and I pulled away. I’d rather be alone than be with someone who is ashamed to claim me.”
Valentino’s eyes widened at your confession. “Ashamed? A secret? Amorcito… that’s simply not true. If I didn’t want you, I wouldn’t be with you. Why would I waste my time with someone who isn’t on my level?”
Two hands now cupped your face tenderly, and the fog receded as you met Valentino’s earnest gaze. “You drive me absolutamente loco. I’ve been yours since the night you snapped and pegged me senseless. You were an inspiration. And you dare to try to walk away from me?!”
His gaze darkened as the pink haze filled the room. The delicious fog crept in as his words echoed through your mind. “No one walks away from Valentino, amorcito. And tonight, I’m going to fuck you so thoroughly, the only word left in that pretty little head of yours, will be my name.”
You fell forward as Valentino cut the rope that kept you upright. That wonderful fog kept any potential fear at bay, leaving you pliant before him. The silk sheets were soft on your face as you hit the bed, and you could smell your own arousal mixing with that sweet pink smoke. You let out a groan as your sensitive breasts pressed into the silk sheets, the throb of pain mixing with the steady throb of arousal down below.
A set of hands brought you back up into position and freed your arms. You cried out as your arms regained sensation. The pinpricks added spikes of pain as the freshly freed limbs suddenly felt as though they were made of lead. It only worked to stoke the flames higher, causing your hips to twitch, desperate for more friction.
You barely paid it any mind as your arms were bound once again. This time, they were in front of you, and bound together just above the elbow, and at the wrists. Between your wrists, the rope continued into one of Valentino’s hands like a leash. You met his gaze, and a smile broke across your face. He was so beautiful.
A tug of the rope, and you were pulled forward. His large purple cock twitched the moment you made eye contact. That sweet, musky scent that was so uniquely Valentino made your mouth water as you breathed him in.
“Suck.” His voice echoed through that wonderful fog.
You didn’t need to be told twice as he tugged the rope again, causing your face to smack gently into the underside of his cock, which was adorned with Jacob’s Ladder piercings all along the shaft. Opening your mouth, you tried to take him in, sucking the head gently and licking along the slit. You felt him twitch in your mouth as you suckled his dick reverently.
How could you ignore him? What made you think you could walk away from this? Why would you even want to?
You felt a hand tangling in your hair, the nails scraping gently along your scalp before you were suddenly pushed fully down his shaft, your nose now buried against his pubic bone. Normally you would have gagged or panicked at the sudden change, but that wonderful fog kept you nice and relaxed. A slow breath through your nose and you ran your tongue along the shaft, taking extra care to tease the piercings.
Before long, Valentino was thrusting roughly into your mouth. Little angry moth squeaks mixed with rough grunts while you struggled to continue sucking the way you knew he enjoyed it. Sharp tugs of your hair added quick flares of pain to the haze, enhancing the degradation.
If Valentino thought you were dripping when he had first walked in, you were positively drenched by now. A puddle formed on the silk sheets right under your folds and saturated the rope. That blasted knot above your clit kept rubbing with every movement and making you moan around his shaft. You felt as though you were on fire.
All the while, Valentino watched you as he used your pretty little mouth. The tears streaming down your face added to your beauty as you struggled to accommodate him. And those muffled moans of yours? No porn star alive could even hope to compare. The scent of your arousal surrounded him, and made his mouth water.
He sped up his thrusts into your mouth as he got close. A few more harsh thrusts, and he came with a deep shudder and a groan while he held your head against him. Sharp jolts ran through him as he felt your throat contract with each swallow.
Once he was sure you were done, he slowly pulled his dick out of your mouth. The taste of him coated your tongue, and he gently wiped away the tears on your face while you licked your lips. Suddenly, the room spun as you were pushed onto your back, the cool air hitting your soaked cunt and making you shiver.
The sight of you on your back tied and exposed for him made Valentino’s heart race. This was a sight reserved solely for him. That sweet cunt clenching around nothing- begging for his cock- had him instantly hard again.
Crawling onto the bed, he leaned over you and drew back some of the smoke to allow the fog to recede from your mind. As the haze lifted, you could feel the soreness in your jaw and numbness in your limbs. Your thighs were wet with slick, and your poor clit felt swollen. Worst of all, you ached from the prolonged arousal.
“You took part of your punishment well, amorcito. But we still have a ways to go before I consider the matter settled. I filled that pretty little mouth of yours, and I am the reason you haven’t cum yet. Now… what do you say?”
“Please-” you began, but he cut you off with a finger to your lips.
“No, no. The begging comes later. What do you say now?” He removed his finger from your lips, and traced it along your cheek.
“For ignoring you. For avoiding you. For lying to you.”
“Good girl.” Valentino smiled sweetly at you. “You’re learning. I think it’s time to reward you a little bit.” He sat back on his knees, and cut the ropes that kept your legs bent. Gently, he straightened them out and rubbed along them, increasing circulation.
You let out a squeal as the pinpricks filled your legs and made your cunt clench. Every time he squeezed your legs, it worsened the sensation. The knot rubbed against your clit as he moved your legs and you finally felt the tight coil within you give way. A scream of pleasure escaped you as you came, and wetness gushed out between your thighs. The sudden release caused tears of relief to stream down, followed by a feeling of embarrassment at the realization that Valentino had yet to really do anything to you.
You had only just begun to come down from that wonderful high, and his mouth was on your clit as he shoved two fingers into your cunt. The rope between your lower lips must have been removed, as nothing seemed to impede Valentino’s efforts. You squealed again as he devoured your overstimulated core. He ate you as though he was a starved man and you were a buffet. Pain and pleasure clashed within you as his mouth worked you into a frenzy. The coil quickly wound tight again as your body tensed up. A light graze of his teeth was all it took to push you over the edge and right into another orgasm. Your body jerked and trembled beneath him, and still he refused to stop.
You weren’t sure how many times you came, but by the time he was done, your voice was hoarse from screaming. Your hips jolted as he blew air across your clit one last time before leaning over you.
“You did so well, amorcito. I’m so proud of you… But we still aren’t done yet.”
Before you could even ask him what he meant, you felt it. Despite the wetness, there was a wonderful burn as his cock stretched your core. You couldn’t help but let out another moan of pleasure as he filled you. You clung tightly to him, not wanting to let him go.
“Oooh… always so tight. Careful, I might not last long if you keep that up.” He grinned down at you once he was fully inside. Every sweet clench of your muscles caused him to twitch. He held himself back while he ate you, but he couldn’t wait much longer. You drove him to this. And you were going to be the one who took it.
He wasted little time as he began to thrust into you. Each time, he hit that spongy spot that made your toes curl and all the thoughts left your head. He quickened his pace as he felt your walls begin to flutter. You were close, and he was going to finish with you. A few more harsh thrusts, and you clamped down on him with a loud cry as you came.
Your orgasm triggered his own. With a loud groan, his hips stuttered to a slow stop as he emptied himself inside you. His chest heaved with exertion as he caught his breath. With a surprisingly gentle kiss to your forehead, he pulled out of you slowly and enjoyed the sight of his fluid leaking out of your battered cunt before he walked out of the room for a moment.
The euphoric haze had begun to fade, and in its wake was fatigue and confusion. You looked up as Valentino walked back into the room with a bowl of warm water and a washcloth. Placing the cloth on the bedside table, he wet the cloth and gently cleaned your folds. A hiss of pain escaped you as the cloth brushed against your raw clit.
“I know, mi corazón. But we need to make sure you’re clean so that you can rest.” He quickly cleaned you up, and undid all of the remaining restraints. Your breasts now hung down naturally which caused an additional throb to your nipples and made you groan from the dull ache.
“Why did you pierce my nipples?”
“So we would match. And so I could mark you as mine. You always liked playing with mine, so I thought you’d enjoy your own set.”
Strangely, that made you smile. You should be angry that he did this without your consent. But how could you be mad at him when the reasoning was so sweet?
“So… where does this leave us?”
“Didn’t I make myself clear, amorcito? You’re mine. You’re not a secret. Voxxy knows about you, and he’s fine with it. Besides, I have plans for you and I. I wasn’t kidding when I said you inspired me the day you pegged me senseless.”
You felt your cheeks burn at the memory. It was another instance of you being made to feel as though you were a secret. You were so mad that day that you crashed a party that he was attending, got his attention, and fucked him. But you failed to see how that inspired the Porn Overlord. “What do you mean?”
“Mi hermosa, you showed me you have untapped potential. You need refining, but you have the makings of a perfect Dommy Mommy. And I want to shape you into it. Think about it: All of the people who irritated you, pinned beneath your heel and begging you to let them please you. Don’t lie; You enjoyed the taste that hate-fuck gave you. What do you say? Be mine, and I can help you grow. You’ll be with me, and all eyes will be on us.”
A part of you felt apprehensive at the offer. Untapped potential? You? That felt a bit silly. But the more you thought about it, the happier you became. Here Valentino was, offering to pull you into the spotlight with him. He wasn’t interested in keeping you a secret. He thought so highly of you that he wanted to share you with the world. This was everything you wanted.
“Alright. When do we start?”
Valentino smiled. “We already did. Today I taught you how pain and pleasure can be either a punishment or a reward. And now… I’m teaching you about aftercare.” He gently pulled her into his arms and moved them both to the clean side of the incredibly large bed. The silk sheets were cool beneath you both as he held you close. “You did so well today. Now sleep. Your body needs the rest. Tomorrow… we continue the lesson in aftercare.”
Your eyelids felt heavy as you laid in his arms. Like so many other orders tonight, you couldn’t resist. The last thought that crossed your mind was how sore you were going to be when you woke up.
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