Thread: Twisted Romance (annika and google)

RE Twisted Romance With a smirk on his face and hunger in his eyes Dominic watched Lydia closely as she changed from the dress that she had into the sweats that he had worn plenty of times in the past, he often worked out in them and once upon a time she had enjoyed wearing them because they smelled like him, because they kept her warm when he wasn't there to keep close to her and because of course like any good pair of sweats they were immensely comfortable. All it would take was a slightly glance towards him to have him pulling her by the hair and into a violent embrace and might lead to her screaming in a twisted combination of pleasure and pain... he had realized many many years ago, not long after he first started seeing her, that her natural affinity for pain was a perfect match for his own sadistic urges. Still he had told her that he would give her a place to sleep, a chance to rest through the night. Come morning he would take her as roughly as he wanted but for the time being she would be allowed a little bit of comfort, to help establish that doubt that he might improve. As she changed he continued to undress until he was wearing nothing more then a pair of boxer briefs, clinging to his body and making sure that she would have a very good view of his body, the veins of his cock were practically visible through the black cotton. She might be trying not too look at him, he could see how she was avoiding even glancing in his direction, but that hardly mattered at all as he was able to just drag her around as though she were a rag doll. If he wanted her to look at him then she would have no choice at all in the matter. Before he got into the bed though he watched her fish her phone out and send a text or two before slipping the phone away. Dominic didn't need to look to have suspicions about who she might have texted, but that could be dealt with later once she was asleep and he would be able to take a look through her phone to see who it had gone too. How dare she try to hide a message from him, what purpose was there to texting while in bed unless she just didn't want him to see it? None of it mattered though and Dominic climbed into the bed, starting in the middle to give her space but that didn't last very long. You don't look very comfortable Lydia. He half growled, though the sound was warmer this time as he reached out, a hand moving to grip her and pull her closer to him. It was the work of little effort to pull her against him so that he was half curled around him, squeezing her close and lightly kissing the back of her neck. You belong her with my Lydia, you belong in my bed, keeping my warm at night, both of us satisfying out urges until neither of us can even move... and if you look into your heart you know that its all true. But I have forgiven you for running off on me, whatever you have done is forgiven... just as you know that everything that I have done while you were gone is also going to be forgiven. He was looking forward to showing her what he had done, who he had done... and of course the footage that he suspected would hurt her... only breaking her down further would demonstrate that she needed him and with that to reflect on he held her close, closing his eyes with a smirk.