Imogen
My sweet Rodrigo was my first. So loving and willing to please me. An innocent member of the audience who was hungry for attention.
My attention.
He accepted the terms I set in place, and he submitted to me so easily. He wanted to be owned, to be my pet. So I had him sign the contract and I bound him to that cross.
He didn’t know what I was planning, nor did he expect it.
His death was swift and easy. The blood poured out into the golden bowl from the incision made. The crowd gasped in horror as I slid the blade into his heart. His eyes widened in shock, pleading for me to save him.
Sliding my hand down to his cock, I stroked him while whispering the incantation in his ear.
Black is the color of wound and tomb
We meet at night on the dark side of the moon
Red is the color of blood and death
We rub the bones and give them breath.
I feltthe earth shake beneath the stage, the crowd murmured, clinging onto each other in terror.
Breathe for me.
My sultry whispercame over the crowd and a moan emanated from some of the men. Rodrigo’s eyes shot open, fixated on me as he took in a deep breath.
Cum for me.
The menin the room fell to their knees while I continued to rob them of their energy and feed it to my new lover. The energy curled around us, fire igniting in our veins. Sliding the blade out, I cut my forearm allowing for the blood to drip down my arm, slide down my fingertips and onto his cock.
Pressing my lips to his, I could feel that sexual energy drift through me and into him.
Live for me.
The current suddenly hit himat full force. He took a deep breath, his eyes wide open in shock. The crowd gasped, reaching for breath just as he had. He grunted, gripping the chains to his cuffs as I continued to bring him pleasure.
"Imogen," he whispered my name as I licked at the wound on his chest. My tongue coated in his blood as I knelt before him, taking him into my mouth.
My blood covered hand left a crimson trail down his abs as I continued to force every drop of his cum out.
The chains rattled as his body bowed back, his head dropped forward, his shoulder length hair flowing down. His eyes never left mine as he shuddered, his cream exploding in my mouth. I moaned, grabbing onto his shaking thighs as I continued to suction him into my mouth with hard pulls of his cock. His body struggled to get away and I smiled wickedly up at him, allowing him to realize that I was the one with the power before I released his sensitive muscle. It twitched in the air, still half hard, and I licked at it gently while my eyes met his.
He looked uncertain and confused, so I reached up and cradled his face. I pressed my forehead to his and comforted him.
"You're alright now, my love. You're safe with me."
"I'm safe?"
His uncertainty shone in his eyes as he looked out at the crowd.
"Yes. You're safe, and you're mine my pet."
I bit down on his lip, and he whimpered like a lost puppy who had just found his owner. Reaching out for a collar, I placed it gently around his neck. A black leather collar with steel studs lining it. He lifted his head, closing his eyes as I whispered into his ear.
"You'll do as I say, when I say it. Nod if you understand."
He nodded quietly.