and I screamed and screamed and screamed.
“NO! PLEASE, NO!”
“CRY FOR ME!” he screamed back. “FOR FUCK’S SAKE, CAT, CRY FOR ME!”
But I couldn’t cry. There were no tears left for me, and right there, bound and bruised, I realised I was scared, not of the cane, or of Masque, or of the strangers at the windows. I was scared of crying, scared of breaking. I was absolutely fucking petrified of letting it all go. I was shouting before I registered my own voice. “PARIS! PARIS, PARIS, PARIS!”
There was instant silence, only the ringing of my ears in the stillness. Then there was him, his fingers at my ankles, my bindings undone in a heartbeat. He freed my wrists and then I was off the bench, in warm arms, cradled between his thighs as he rocked me on the floor.
“Jesus, Lydia, I’m so fucking sorry.” I caught my breath, feeling his heartbeat almost as fast as my own. “It was too much,” he said. “Much too much.”
But it wasn’t. That wasn’t it. “No,” I said. “It wasn’t you.” I raised my eyes to his and started in shock. “Your mask!”
“Shh,” he said, stroking my cheek. “It doesn’t matter.”
“But they can see you!” I turned to the window, finding everyone else as shocked as I was.
“Just tell me you’re ok.”
I managed a smile. “I’m ok. I’m fine, now. I’m fine.”
He kissed my eyes and I wished beyond wished there were tears for him. “We’ll stop now, let me get your clothes.”
He made to move but I held him tight, snaking my arms around his neck. “No,” I said. “Please, don’t go.”
“Only for a second,” he appeased.
“No,” I hissed. “Please. I want you.”
He raised his eyebrows. “Me? Here? Now? Right now?”
I pulled his fingers down between my legs. “Now. Right now.”
“Shit, Lydia, you’re still wet.”
I lay back as he pulled his mask on, gasping at the cold press of the floor against my bruises. He followed me, covering my body with his, but I didn’t want that. I wriggled out from under him, rolling until he was pressed hard into my back. My eyes fixed on the faces at the window, at their gaping expressions. I was no longer scared of them, no longer embarrassed. I met their gaze with my own, rocking my hips back to coax Masque into me. He pulled my leg back over his, spreading me wide for their viewing. I groaned my approval.
“You like this now, hey, you dirty little bitch? Like their hungry eyes on your snatch? Look at them, hard for you, Lydia. They’re all hard for you.”
I turned my head to face him, pressing my mouth into his. “That’s not it,” I wheezed, bucking back against the thrust of his hips. His cock spread me open, forced its way right inside. “I don’t want them to see me, Masque, I don’t care if they’re hard for me.” I pulled his hand around to my breast, moaning as he twisted my nipple.
“Tell me,” he hissed. “What do you want them to see?” His hips slammed into my bruises and it felt so fucking good. “Tell me, Lydia. Look at them and tell me what makes you wet.”
He changed his angle, and his cock strained inside me, pressing on all the right places.
“I want them to see this,” I moaned. “I want them to see you inside me. Show them how I belong to you...”
He wrapped his hand around my throat, pressing his mouth into my ear as he slammed me harder and harder. “I’ll show them, Lydia. I’ll show them who owns this tight little cunt.” His fingers were on my clit, working me for just a second before he hooked two fingers inside, forcing them in alongside his cock. I whimpered, my pussy on fire. “Take it, Lydia, fucking take it.”
He wriggled his way in further, pushing a third finger in alongside, and it hurt, it really fucking hurt. “Shit, Masque, shit...”
“Tell me to stop,” he murmured. “Tell me to stop.”
“No,” I breathed. “Stretch me, Masque, please God, fucking stretch me! I want it!”
He was lost to me, grunting and thrusting and pounding his way inside. I arched my back and hissed for more, clenching my teeth until the brutal pulse of orgasm ripped through my senses. We were animals, beasts, and I clawed at his arms as he savaged my insides, loving the bellow of his eruption. He came inside me, a juddering rack of muscle and sin, breathing hot in my ear and