Edge of Pleasures Razor by Renier Laroche (read aloud books TXT) 📕

hard and throwing his coat and bag on the ground, his eyes alight with anger as he saw me, kneeling and naked in the middle of the living room, just like he had asked of me. I was sitting back on my heels lightly, a blindfold on, and my hands were crossed in front of me.I heard him come in and jumped, the door scaring me. Suddenly, he had me around the throat, up against the wall. I was gasping for breath, terrified for just a few seconds, my air supply completely cut off."You need to be severely punished, bitch," he said, spitting in my face.I started to tremble, my body pumping with adrenaline as he let me go. Sir had never treated me like this before- what had I done wrong?I heard Sir going through the drawer with all of our toys in it- the toys he used on me- and then he grabbed me roughly, twisting his fingers into my hair and dragging me onto the bedroom. He gruffly handcuffed my arms to the bed, spreading them to opposite corners."Get that ass up, you whore- NOW," he said demandingly, and I quickly brought my hips up, sticking my ass into the air as far as I could. Before I could even think, I felt the sharp sting of the flog right across my ass. I cried out, surprised at how hard he was going already, but he continued relentlessly, flogging me all over my ass and the back of my thighs, then up my back.Surely he was breaking my skin- my whole body was burning, hurting, aching, and there was no relief. Sir had never treated me like this- I sobbed, crying and screaming into the pillow as I tried to think back, wondering what I could possibly have done to make him hate me like this.I thought about using my safe word, but decided that maybe I could make him happy by not using it and dealing with the punishment I deserved.He flogged me for a solid ten minutes; then it stopped, and all I could hear was his heavy breathing. Sir almost never got this emotional when he was flogging me- it was at that moment that I actually got scared. My body was shaking, my back and ass and legs burning as I cried hysterically into the pillow, trying to keep my cries from being too loud- Sir would only be angrier if I started screaming and crying from the pain. If I had been able to talk, I would've begged him to stop- but my voice was completely raw from screaming, and I couldn't utter more than sounds and grunts.Suddenly I felt the bed shift; I still had my blindfold on, so I could not see what Sir was doing. I found out quick enough.Sir grabbed my hair painfully tight, twisting his fingers into it, and then he unceremoniously shoved his cock all the way into my mouth, making me gag and shudder. He facefucked me until he came hard, as tears streamed down my face and I gagged again and again. He pulled out as he shot his load, cumming all over my face, and I cried harder at this. I had been so good for the flogging and the facefucking, and he hadn't even let me taste him!He ripped the blindfold off, and slapped me hard, his cum smeared all over my face, letting out a low growl."Shut the fuck up, slut, and stop crying," he said menacingly. Then he got off the bed, and I didn't hear him anymore.The lights went off, and the door closed, leaving me alone in the dark. I cried and cried, staying in the same position Sir had left me in.What seemed like hours later, as I drifted in and out of a restless weariness, my world was lit up. I was only half conscious, my body shivering and spasming as I cried dry tears, my body heaving from sobs. I felt hands on my back and I screamed again; the hands disappeared. The handcuffs were undone, and I felt a hand moving softly down my arm, a voice murmuring something that I couldn't understand.I only closed my eyes tightly, curling up on myself as fresh tears started. My whole body ached- my arms and shoulders were on fire, and I could feel my back, butt, and thighs oozing blood. I kept my eyes closed, not wanting to look at whoever was in the room, and then I felt Sir's fingers, just two of them, travel down my cheek.I would like to believe that I did this because of what I had just gone through, but whatever the reason, I flinched, turning my face away from his fingers, and continued to sob into the comforter. My body shaking as the sobs overtook my whole being.I hated him!Then I opened my eyes, wanting to throw myself at him and rip his hair, claw his face, ANYTHING to show him just a fraction of what he'd just put me through, but when I looked at him, he had tears streaking down his face. He sat on the bed, leaning toward me, and when he saw the intense glare I gave him, he closed his eyes, covering his face with his hands. He sunk off the bed, and from the looks of it, got down on his knees, ducking his head, but I was too tired to lean over and look at him.Let him suffer, I thought. He'd left me here to suffer, alone, so now he could. I drifted off into a restless sleep, woken intermittently by the soft sounds of crying coming from over the side of the bed.Sunlight streamed into the room as I opened my eyes, groaning loudly.What had HAPPENED to me last night? I tried to think back, closing my eyes tightly, and then it all came flooding back, and I let out a sob. I moved my hand to cover my mouth, and an intense pain shot through my body, starting at my shoulder; so intense, that I let out a loud yell, freezing all movement as my chest heaved.I looked around frantically, trying to figure out what to do next.Then, suddenly, I heard something stir where I couldn't see below the edge of the bed. I saw Sir's face, exhausted from lack of sleep, his eyes finding mine. I tried to summon some of the hate I had felt for him last night, but I couldn't, and my lower lip trembled. He watched me for a second, his eyes full of pain."Sir... what did I do?" My eyes filled with tears as I asked the question that had been haunting me all night, and Sir's face broke down again, tears falling fast and hard as he continued to watch me. My throat burned from talking, and I swallowed hard, wincing as my throat burned all the way down."NO," he said forcefully, still kneeling on the ground. "You did nothing wrong- do you understand me? This was NOT YOUR FAULT." His eyes were burning holes into me, and I shrank back against the bed, dropping my eyes to the comforterMy eyes were drawn to his face, again, and surely confusion was very plain on my face as I tried to comprehend what he was saying."Then..." I coughed, wincing as my throat burned and my entire body lit up in flames, again. I whimpered, trying to clamp my lips together. I could see Sir reach out for me with both hands, his face falling into misery again, but he drew them back almost as quickly. He took a deep shuddering breath, obviously ready to explain."I... It's not a good excuse, by any means," he said, shaking his head. "Would you like me to explain first or get you cleaned up first?" My eyes started to tear up again at the thought of anything touching my body, and I shook my head, hard, hurting my upper back with the sharp movements."Okay- please, honey, try not to move... you're re-opening all the..." He faltered for a second. "all the slices on your back every time you do," he finished, running a hand through his hair as he looked down at the bed. "You want me to explain first?""Yes," I croaked, and he jumped up quickly, looking at me pleadingly. "How about some water? Can I at least get you something to drink?" I murmured my consent, watching his back as he disappeared out the bedroom door.He was back in less than two minutes, two big glasses of water in his hands. He set one down on the bedside table, and the other he held in his right hand.Out of his pocket he pulled a long bendy thing, which, I realized as he stuck it in the glass of water, was a long straw. He brought the straw to my lips, and I sucked slowly, the water permeating into my mouth and soothing my raw throat. I closed my eyes, letting out a small sigh of content. I sucked greedily from the straw, wanting the whole glass, but Sir took the glass away, smiling just a little at me, his eyes still dull."Don't drink it all at once, hun- you'll get a stomach ache. I'll give you some more in a few minutes," he said softly, and my stomach twisted at how gently he was speaking to me. He was using a soft tone, keeping his eyes downcast and his face relaxed, like he was trying not to scare me or something."So, at work yesterday, I was fired- the frustrating thing was, that I was set up. A couple of my co-workers wanted me gone, so they set up all this stuff so that my boss would come in and see a file on my desk that was not supposed to be there. They planted the file, and my boss saw it, called me into his office, and instantly fired me. Didn't ask for an explanation or anything- just a 'Goodbye, have a nice life," Sir said, his teeth clenching and his hands tightening into fists. I decided to say something, before he got angry again."Sir, please don't let this story anger you again," I said pleadingly, a shiver running down my spine as I closed my eyes. "I will not be able to take anything more- you will surely kill me if you lose control again, Sir." I kept my eyes closed, not wanting to see the pain on his face as he realized that I was right.I felt his fingers on my cheek, and this time, while I flinched, I did not shy away. Sir needed me, and no matter how my body reacted, I was going to be there for him."I am so sorry, baby," he whispered, and I shook my head."Sir, I understand that it was not truly YOU who did this to me. Please, continue with your story," I said, still with my eyes closed. He took a deep breath and continued."Ah, yes, well, I left the office as calmly as possible, but of course I was mad. When I got out to my car, they had keyed it- there are marks running up and down the sides of it. At the time, it had only heightened my anger," he said, and I opened my eyes, seeing him shaking his head. "Now I see that I shouldn't have let it get to me, but then, I was more mad that they had the nerve to do it, not that they had done it.""Well, they were all standing around one of their cars, so I put my things from my office in my car and then I headed towards them," he said, pausing now. I watched his face intently, and it was then that I realized he had a black eye forming, and there were a few small cuts on his face."I lost control, Fallon..." He said, slowly losing it again, bringing his