The Accidental Slave (Aya's story Part 1) (13 page)

Kato bowed down, then he picked her up in bridal
style and carried her to the bathroom.

Jonul scowled after him as he passed his door.
“What are you doing?” he called out but Kato just ignored him.

Inside the bathroom they brushed their teeth
before Kato started undressing Aya, who had been wearing her jeans
and t-shirt for the last forty-eight hours. She stood passively but
whispered, “What are you doing?”

“We are having a shower together, nothing else.
I want you to feel safe with me.”

Aya watched as Kato stepped out of his clothes
and realized that he too had slept fully dressed.

Kato took Aya’s hand and pulled her into the
shower, where warm water hit her. He guided her with his voice to
get her hair wet, and gave her shampoo. She was detached from her
body and working with mechanical movements washing her body and
hair.

Kato was standing behind her, and when she was
done washing out the shampoo she felt him lift her hair and kiss
the back of her neck. He removed the bandage from her burn mark and
washed it gently. The reminder that she was a branded sex slave
combined with the fact that she was about to have sex in front of
an audience and that she had just been sold a second time made her
knees weak. She let her head fall forward while leaning her hands
against the wall for support, with tears flowing freely. The abyss
she was in was surrounding her with complete darkness, and she
desperately needed something to grab on to that would keep her from
spiraling down into the blackness. She felt Kato’s strong arms pull
her close to him and remembered her father once telling her that
when the house is on fire you want to look at the calmest person
and follow their lead. Her whole world was in flames now and her
fundamental survival instinct told her to follow Kato.
He will
lead me to safety.

Slowly she turned around and faced Kato. He was
half a head taller than her and gently wiped away her tears and
kissed her forehead. Aya stood still and felt Kato move his hands
down her arms. She looked at his body and realized how gorgeous he
was with his light brown color and perfect shape. She didn’t want
to look at his crotch but she did and noticed that he didn’t have
an erection. Maybe he had been right when he said he didn’t want to
do this either.

What if he can’t do it?
The thought made
her dizzy.
What if Kato backs down and Jonul takes me back to
his room to rape me?

“What is it?” Kato asked and lifted her chin to
make her look at him.

Aya raised her hands and placed them on Kato’s
strong and muscular chest. “What if you can’t do it?”

He gave her a puzzled look. “What do you
mean?”

She didn’t answer at first.

“Aya, what do you mean?”

Aya didn’t know how to ask him. “You’ll need to
be aroused to go through with it.”

There was a small smile on his face and then he
leaned in to kiss her. Aya didn’t return his kiss at first but his
words from before played in her mind.

If we do this you have to do your part and
play along. Just pretend it’s only you and me.

She let her hands slide up over his shoulders
and around his neck and he pulled her closer with a hand around the
small of her back and another behind her head. Hesitantly she
opened her mouth and he took the invitation and let his tongue slip
into her mouth. Kato was gentle but explorative, and Aya couldn’t
ignore that her body was responding to him when his hands slid
around to cup her breasts and his lips went down to suck her
nipples.

He soon returned his lips to her mouth and the
kissing got deeper. He was letting his hands run through her hair
and nipping his way from her lips along her jaw to gently bite her
earlobe.

“When we go in there, I want you to imagine
this,” he whispered in a hoarse voice. “Just you and me and our
first time making love together.”

Aya looked into Kato’s eyes and found
protectiveness and lust, and his poking erection against her belly
told her he would have no problem doing his part; but his words
reminded her of what was about to happen and brought the fear
back.

“I don’t think I can do this,” she whispered
when he kissed her again passionately.

Kato didn’t back down; instead he lifted her
effortlessly against the wall so she was leaning on his hips. “Aya,
just keep your eyes on me and trust that I won’t hurt you.
Okay?”

“Okay,” she murmured. “Promise you won’t come
inside me.”

“Don’t be scared, Aya, I’ve got you,” Kato said,
resting his forehead against hers.

Gently he put her down and handed her a towel.
They exchanged looks in the mirror and then they went into the
living room, where Jonul had positioned himself on a chair by the
wall with an expectant look of lust.

“I want the money first,” Jonul said and Kato
got it from his room. The minute alone with Jonul had Aya almost
freaking out.

“Drop the towel, slave,” he growled and licked
his lips, and it only made her pull the towel tighter around
her.

“Don’t be shy, you’ll be naked in a second
anyway.” He was ogling her, making her extremely uncomfortable.

“Are you ready to be fucked?”

“No talking! Just looking,” Kato said with an
icy voice from his doorway.

Jonul grinned and threw his hands in the air. “I
was just having some fun.”

Kato moved closer to him and handed him the
money. The sight of the pile exchanging hands made Aya sick to her
stomach and she closed her eyes.

She felt Kato come closer, removing her towel
and caressing her arm.

“What are you waiting for, break her in
already.” Jonul’s rusty voice spoke and made Aya open her eyes
again only to see Jonul eating her up with his small prickling
eyes. Kato was naked too and standing calmly in front of her.

“Bite her tits,” Jonul growled, making Aya shoot
him a look of murder, but Kato cupped her head and forced her to
look only at him. And then he kissed her, slowly and intense. Aya
stood frozen with closed eyes, repulsed by the knowledge that Jonul
was there. She could smell him and feel his dark energy.

“Just bend her over and force her,” Jonul called
out to Kato with a rusty and horny voice that made Aya’s blood boil
with the desire to claw Jonul’s eyes out in fury.

Kato whispered into her ear. “Ignore him and
remember… just you and me, babe.”

With one arm movement Kato cleared the wooden
coffee table and lifted Aya down onto it. Then he started kissing
her from her mouth down to her breast, and further down to her
navel and inner thighs. Kato was confident and didn’t allow Jonul’s
presence to hurry him. He took his time, and Aya understood he was
trying to make the experience pleasurable for her. She closed her
eyes and tried to think back to their first meeting at the
marketplace. The intense glance into his beautiful brown eyes, the
feeling of excitement and butterflies swarming around in her
stomach, the racing of her heartbeat, the delicious tingling
between her hips from the electric current running through her
body, and the feeling of his strong upper arms and shoulders. Among
thousands of men Kato was the one she felt most sexually drawn to,
and she had fantasized about him after their first meeting.

That was before he kidnapped me
, her
inner voice reminded her, but she pushed the voice away and for the
first time since the kidnapping she allowed herself to focus on her
attraction to Kato, and gave in to the image of his toned naked
body from the shower and the feeling of his kisses.
If only we
were alone!
Her disgust with Jonul was so overwhelming that it
was impossible to enjoy Kato’s attempts to make her relax. She shot
a glance at Jonul and thought:
Die, die, die
, but Aya’s
hate-filled thoughts didn’t keep Jonul from pulling out his cock
and rubbing it while licking his lips. She turned her head back to
Kato and saw his head between her legs. For a moment she lay stiff
as a corpse and then a persistent thought grew in her.
Revenge!
She couldn’t kill Jonul, she already tried and
failed, but she could make him suffer. If Jonul was going to watch,
then she wanted him to see what he could never have. The one thing
that no man could ever take with force. She wondered if he had ever
experienced a woman wanting him.
Impossible!

Aya would give to Kato what only a woman giving
herself freely could. She would torture Jonul’s brain with the
sight of something completely out of his reach. That would be her
revenge!

With deep breaths to calm her pounding heart she
visualized a white light forming an impenetrable bubble around her
and Kato. The bubble was a place of safety and love, and the nature
of it repelled Jonul’s dark energy; slowly she pushed his presence
out of her mind.
It’s just me and Kato
. The thought made her
relax further, and she focused on Kato’s touch and his mouth on her
sex. She could tell he was an experienced lover from the way his
tongue first circled her clit and then licked her with wide, soft
licks as if he were enjoying an ice cream. It was slow and
pleasant.

A soft moan escaped Aya and she merged her
fingers with Kato’s, seeking the connection and closeness that
would strengthen the bubble around them. Aya rose on her elbows,
looking down at Kato, and she smiled at him – a glowing, inviting
smile that made him stop and look at her in awe. He sat back on his
heels and she slid down from the table, positioning herself on
Kato’s lap and kissing him deeply. Kato closed his eyes and pulled
her closer, hugging her tight like he couldn’t believe what he was
seeing. Then she pushed him gently down on the floor, taking in his
delicious body, and with a playful grin she started kissing him,
licking him, teasing him. Kato watched her with amazement and
pulled his hands through her hair.

Even in this extreme situation her body reacted
to Kato in a way that was alien to her. The current between them
pulsated back and forth and made her braver as the bubble grew to
an immense strength. Aya gave Kato an intense look of desire, and
with a last deep tongue kiss she moved down to suck him. Kato’s
mouth dropped open and then he closed his eyes. “Wow,” he moaned
with equal parts surprise and pleasure. In that moment she felt so
powerful and completely in control. Kato’s pleasure was hers. She
licked and sucked him for a few minutes, and with every sound
coming from him her confidence grew stronger. She tossed her long
blond hair over her shoulder, got up from the floor, and stood at
her full height, looking down at Kato with a breathless smile of
seduction.

With slow movements she played with her
sensitive nipples and placed a foot on either side of his hips. The
energy between them was pulsating with anticipation, and Kato slid
his hands up against her long legs and marveled at her. Aya took
his hands and once again they merged their fingers before she sank
down sitting astride him, never losing eye contact. She felt how
hard he was and how his oral skills had made her wet enough for him
to enter her effortlessly. Kato didn’t let go of her but placed
their joined hands on Aya’s hips, keeping her still, like he wanted
to savor the moment of his first penetration. He exhaled slowly
with an expression of delight, and the feeling of him filling her
made her close her eyes and arch her back in enjoyment.

“You feel so good,” she moaned softly, and then
Kato started moving slowly and rhythmically. Aya smiled with
half-closed eyes and met his slow thrusts. She could see his eyes
shining with admiration and lust for her, and then he pulled her
down and kissed her hungrily, nipping on her lips, sucking her
tongue, moaning into her mouth that she was perfection. Aya’s body
was burning with a powerful sexual desire that she hadn’t known she
was capable of. It shined from her eyes and radiated from her
entire body, making Kato gasp in wonder. “Fuck, Aya, you’re
amazing.”

A tingle started in her belly, a light feeling
of euphoria that grew until she couldn’t contain it inside her
anymore. She burst into a laugh that was sensual and intimate and
made Kato grin back at her. It was just the two of them. She didn’t
care about anything else. The perfection of being with Kato was far
greater than her desire for revenge. They were born to be lovers
and no man had ever woken this type of passion in her; it was
effortless and so right being with him. He made her feel worshipped
like she was the incarnation of a love goddess.

“God, you are beautiful, Aya,” Kato groaned and
turned her so he was on top of her, pulling her legs over his
shoulders.

“So are you.” She smiled and with a lazy
movement she raised her hands above her head in an erotic gesture
of surrender. “I want you, Kato.”

Her words made Kato bite down on his lip and
push deeper into her. He looked like he wanted to devour her raw
but was controlled enough to circle her slowly, filling her
completely. Aya smiled and watched him kiss, lick, and bite her
calf and ankle playfully, and then she arched her back to meet him,
signaling for him to pick up the pace.

Kato complied, and his rhythmic friction
combined with the deep eye contact and his fingers massaging her
clit pushed her over the edge and into a warm orgasm that made her
body shiver with delight. Kato followed her and groaned her name
when he pulled out and came on her belly. For a moment they were
both watching his cum, and then he grinningly spread it across her
stomach and breasts. They were like two giggly teenagers only just
discovering the wonders of lovemaking and claiming each other.
Their white bubble was a mile thick and neither of them worried
about Jonul; he was irrelevant.

Kato sank down over Aya and buried his head in
her hair and stayed there. Aya wrapped her arms around him with one
hand casually stroking his shoulder, back, and buttocks and the
other hand moving up to play with his neck and hair.