Thread: The Girl from Haven (Skye Pilot & Love)

Amber toweled her hand dry, patting it along the back of her fingers and up her arm a little. She wasnt sure if the concern in his voice was comforting, or unwelcomed. It was good to know that he cared to remedy his clumsy mistake as much as he could, but it could also mean he may care too much, and send her back without putting her to work. It was a relief when he made the comment that it wouldnt hinder anything though, and Amber seemed to relax just a fraction more. I am glad to hear that. She replied, allowing her relieved emotion to leek through. Julian took the towel from her and hung it on a hook, but when his eyes returned with that predatory pin, Amber felt her breath halt. She may not have been as unsuspecting as he believed. The pounce was written in the depths of his hues as his words slipped smoothly to her. The undertone meanings were so thick that Amber could almost smell the sexual musk. She was caught like a doe in headlights, still! She may have picked up on his meaning, but never really felt the force of it until her hips were slamming into the edge of the counter and her chest was smashed down upon its polished surface. A terrified whimper fell from her mouth mixed with the shock of his assault and the near pain of her rib cage thumping against the unforgiving counter. Julians pinning muscles became another unforgiving force when he did not allow her to rise back up. I know the good folks at Haven didnt tell you what you would be doing tonight, but you are going to be my little plaything for the evening... my personal slut... Only the centerpiece decorations and handy kitchen tools witnessed the widening of Ambers eyes as he kept her bent over the countertop. His words were like electricity. They struck her, and she was affected by them. Suddenly, puzzle pieces regarding Haven started fitting together, and Julian had become a most fierce and demanding client. Ambers legs strained straight and taunt. As long as she teetered upon those shiny heels there was no leverage to gain. Her entire backside was exposed, all decked up for his roaming pleasure. The contact of his hand brushing over the sheer thigh-high legging seemed to cement his words, and her breathing started up again with heavy fear. The way his broad touch roamed up the backside of her leg made her juices stir, much to her gathering dismay. For just a moment her body wiggled, her legs quivered and her arms shifted so that her palms lay flat against the counter, and it seemed as though she would protest his touching assault by testing the force of his pin, but she went nowhere. Barely visible, Ambers body trembled from being forced to submit into this exposed position. Another whimper of the softest fear fell from her lips when he squeezed her cheek, and she tensed up when he dug his fingernails into her creamy flesh. Then, he gave her one sharp spank that drove heat into her flesh. She took it in a stifled silence, but it did bring a red flush to her face. The sound of her smacked skin filling the empty air of the kitchen was indeed humiliating. Julians pinning hand slipped upwards to the back of her head where she felt her hair gather up into his fist. He turned her head, and the countertop felt cool to the flush of her right cheek. Ambers golden eyes were still filled with shock when she looked at him. Her pink lips parted enough to leave a slivering gap between her tiers as if she was going to say something to him when he commented upon her smarts. Obviously Amber thought better of it, because she was still bent over in silence when he drug out a shiny paring knife. She flinched under his weight, testing his leverage and expressing her discomfort as he brought it up to her neck. Julian could feel the tremors in her frame, and see how her pupils fell into a deeper fear as it touched her throat. Now she fell still, daring not to move. If Ambers eyes were not closed in trepidation of death, they were begging him for mercy. She had no reason to believe he wouldnt cut her, or slash her in murder. He certainly did convey the act as he mimicked its course along her skin in wake of his threatening words! As quickly as it had begun he tossed the knife to the side and yanked her up. He pulled her along by keeping his hand tangled up in her auburn tresses, and when they reached a more lavished room, he tossed her towards an expensive looking couch. She stumbled into its embrace, falling to the leather cushion, and seemed to look like a stunned kitten that had been tossed from a high altitude. Julian had quickly become an imposing force, and she did not want to risk darting for the porch even while he stripped off his jacket and busied himself with a sweet looking drink. Instead, she just tried to slowly straighten herself into an awkward sitting position, catch up on current events, and think through everything that had just happened. She missed his question, entirely, but it didnt look like it was meant to be answered anyways in light of his humor. Her heart was broken. Haven was not what she had hoped it would be, and it looked as though she was realizing it would be learned the hard way. Now, there was a sickening lump in her gut, dropped into her bowels after deciding that she wanted nothing to do with Haven anymore. But before Haven could be dealt with, she had to get through Julian first. Ambers survival instincts kicked in, fully armed. They had not been very far from her the entire time, and they added just enough hardness into her gaze that she regarded him in contempt when she finally found his face. It was a kind of livid hatred that soured her gems along the edges, while in direct contact they told him that she remained passive. Willing. Dutiful. If a blowjob was what you wanted, all you had to do was ask nicely. Amber was that rare personality who incurred pain and humiliation in order to escape pain and humiliation. Violence was only a last defense. She would quickly make Julian happy so he would let her go. Then she would never return to Haven. It seemed like a plan of possibilities.