The music is too damn loud, the bodies are blended together into a
huge mass and moving to the rhythm of the music, you don't seem to
mind that you can't hear a thing I'm saying. I know right now you
don't care.

"Rems?" I tug on your sleeve, while I growl yer name loud enough so
ya can hear me, I can smell the fear in ya "I'm bored, I'm gonna take
a walk"

"Wan me t' go with y' or wanna get out o' `ere?" that pain and fear
again, I know yer not the happiest man on Earth, but this what you
want, right?

I shake my head and leave you there. The way you look at me, as I
disappear among the bodies, is so fucking pathetic.

**

When this started, everything Remy did was great, but after a while
it got old. No more fun, no more excitement, just routine and boredom.

Don't get me wrong, sex with LeBeau is great, he knows what I want
even before I do. But I don't know, maybe I need something more
thrilling, exciting, new.

Someone who can overpower me, Remy will never dominate me, he's long
broken and that's plain boring.

It all started quite innocent, we were supposed to retrieve a bomb
located in the Senate, Scott said you were the best for the job cause
of your `skills'; that would be you can get in anywhere you wish. And
I was supposed to provide a safety way to get out, and oh boy did I
do that.

You were so pissed due to Scott being so damn pushy, add to the fact
that no one trusted you for more than to do a few errands; you were
an easy target for this veteran hunter.

Four months ago

"Merde! Why dey can' see Remy for someding more dan just a bellhop?"
a very infuriated Gambit slammed the door to the kitchen "Wha's yer
problem bub?" tough I knew damn well, which was.

He shook his head, making his bangs fell to his face on an erotic
effect "Non o' y'r business".

The Cajun took the mug and left the kitchen, casting one last look at
me, I winked at him and he winked back licking his bottom lip as he
did so. That's all it took for me, an hour later I was pounding on
him on his room, well more like the floor.

In all fours, his legs wide spread, those long endless legs. And that
lil' pink hole, offering willingly to me, it was an offer I couldn't
refuse. I slapped his butt cheeks a few times before holdin' him by
the hips "Remy likes it rough"

Of course I knew he likes it rough, I grinned while with one hand I
unzipped my pants for my dick to come out. The precum was already
oozing from the tip; my thumb spread what it could around the length.
I know he said rough, but with the size I already was, it wasn't
gonna be rough, it was gonna be torture.

My hand guided my cock to his entrance till the tip was rubbin' it,
the purrs he was makin' and without me doin' a thing. Then my hand
went back to his hip, holdin' him still to what was gonna happen.

With one sweet thrust and I was in, he yelped "God Logan .. yeah,
fill me, fuck me" Remy's moans sounded like they were taken from a
bad porn movie, not that I'm complainin'. "More .. faster .. harder"

His wishes are my command, only when it suits me of course. My balls
were makin' the most beautiful sounds, flesh against flesh, hittin'
his ass. While I was fuckin' him senseless, a thought crossed my mind
and I acted on it. Nothin' kinky, only an idea I'd always had.

I let my callous fingers go through his back, softly feelin' the skin
and I was right, it was a mix between velvet and silk.

Placin' my right hand on his lower abdomen, while the other continued
pettin' his back, I pushed harder. Slowly getting' to the edge, fully
knowin' he needed to come as well, but not givin' a damn `bout
getting' him off.

I could see my cock getting' out o' his hole, leavin' a trail of cum
in between, then in again. Each thrust stimulatin' his prostate, each
thrust takin' my finger.

When I knew I couldn't take it, I removed myself from the slick body
and lay on the floor, with my back on the bed "Jack me off and
yerself" my order was, to say the least, unexpected for him.

"How?"

"ya got two hands, use `em both" sprawled against the bed, one hand
on my thigh. The other one holdin' my achin' dick it was quite a
picture. He knelt between my legs, sat on his, left hand on his shaft
and right on mine "Ya make a good pet"

Gumbo whimpered, but started strokin', more like pumpin'. Like our
dicks were two small pumps from where he wanted to squeeze somethin'
out.

His expert hands, white skin and lean long fingers, were doin' an
incredible job on both our dicks. Un-fuckin'-believable!!!

He cried out, as his orgasm built up on the pit of his stomach, that
made his hand squeezed my dick harder and helped me come. Pretty
soon, we were both lying on the floor, spent and covered on both our
cum. "Lick us clean" I said, between my semi conscious self.

Though I was expectin' him to refuse and say no, or at least a bit of
repulsion on him, his response surprised me. Remy licked his lips
with anticipation and with tha' same wicked tongue, he started to
work on us.

First, he did me. Lickin' all the way from my thighs to my groin,
circlin' his tongue at the head of my shaft "I said clean, not make
me hard again" I slapped him on the cheek. The young Acadian pouted,
but continued his way up.

My belly was next; he licked and sucked on my hair, removin' every
single drop of cum that lay there.

When he finished me, he lay back on his feet a bit and looked at
me "Pleased boss?"

"Very" I smiled, the back of my hand rubbed his face in a gentle
gesture. The boy lived to please, that was for sure.

Then, the show continued. He took some of the cum on his belly with
his hand and looked at me. I was thinkin' `What the hell is he gonna
do?' he grinned and then licked his hand clean.

The sight of LeBeau cleaning himself as a cat would do was too much
for me, I closed my eyes and concentrated on keepin' my arousal to a
minimum. When I was sure my erection was under control, I opened my
eyes. The sight that greeted me was the one of Gambit gently leanin'
back, fingers gatherin' cum from his body, then lickin' and suckin'
hiss fingers like Popsicles.

After a few more movements he finished "Hope y' liked the show" I
smiled, indeed I liked it and pulled him to me. His head on my chest
while his arms wrapped themselves around my waist, mine were gently
draped on tha' lean waist of his.

My lips found his forehead and kissed it "Sleep my pet, now yer mine"
and we both fall asleep right there on the floor.

Tha's how it began, his life with this ole Wolverine.

Present, somewhere around backstage

So, after tha' night, he became exclusively mine; he couldn't go out
if I said so. He wouldn't even flirt, tha' much I've broken the
player.

But the fun is no longer there. He doesn't even fight me off when I
slap him or when I fuck him with no contemplations.

And on top of tha', I'm lost. Yeah, the Wolverine is lost on this
endless hall. I take out my cigar, cut the butt and light it, maybe
I'll just wait wait here till this is over and enjoy my time without
Remy's bitchin'.

"Watch it punk!" I yell as I feel someone bumpin' with me and
knockin' me over. I pick myself up from the floor and growl at the
man. When I'm face to face, I realize it's not his face I have in
front of me, it's more like his chest. I look up and I meet the most
amazing dark blue eyes I've ever seen in my whole life.

Tall and built like a bull, Mohawk hair, tough features, wearin' only
some tight silver leather pants "You watch it" he speaks, in a deep
guttural voice tha' matches my own.

The air gets thicker as our eyes lock on a heavy gaze, I know I'm
starin' at him just as much as he's starin' at me.

There are no words exchanged between us, nor like we need `em. I can
smell the desire on him, he's ready to throw me in all fours and fuck
me.

But my consciousness is still there, not givin' in. "Move" though he
doesn't yell, his voice is full with command. Well if he wants to
play rough... let's play rough.

"No" I growl back.

Now, I've always considered myself a mean muthafucker, some sort of
bully if you wish, a natural dominant. But this man, he emanated raw
sexuality, pure male musk. Definitely the kind of man tha' can
overpower me and hopefully will.

So I wasn't givin' in, yet I wanted. Does tha' make sense?

We stayed like tha', face to chest, glarin' at each other for what
seemed hours. My cock throbbin' in between my jeans on an exquisite
pain. We don't say a single word, only our scents speak. Aroused and
need.

He grabs me by the shoulders and shoves me face to the wall, pushin'
my head against it and liftin' my lower body from my hips.
 

/*Bend down I order you
Turning your face back from me too
I don't need to see it now
Bend down*/

My hands are on the wall, my eyes closed and my cock rock hard.

"You're about to find out who calls the shots, little man" his
commandin' voice should have scared me, but it didn't. Instead it
made me harder than before, if that was possible.

I feel myself being jerked off, now I'm facin' this impressive man,
his eyes filled with an inexplicable lust.

He's feelin' it and so do I, I'm gonna be fucked like I've never
dreamed about, and am I complainin'? Hell no! I want it and I'm gonna
enjoy this.

"On your knees" the tall man pushes me to the floor, hands on my
shoulders. One leaves to free his cock from his pants, I have it in
front of me, the head looks so damn tasteful, almost purple from
bein' so long trapped. I stuck out my tongue and tentatively run it
through it.

But I guess he didn't like foreplay, cause he shoved all the length
inside my mouth, makin' me crawl backwards.

The hot hard rod in my mouth was fuckin' me so delicious, the rhythm
he set was hard and fast, just the way I like it. He kept ravishin'
my mouth to the point tha' every time he thrust, my head bumped the
wall.

His hand grabbed me by the hair and steadied my head, leavin' still
so I wouldn't move while he fucked me. The head of his dick bumpin'
in the back of my throat, I tried to relax my muscles, but it was
quite hard due to the size of that cock.

It's gonna sound gross, but it was like havin' a piece of meat shoved
in my mouth, a hot piece of meat. My mouth sucked and licked, and
tried to do whatever it could to get him off, I knew he was close and
I wanted to taste him.

I feel him tense and his cock leaves my mouth, just in time when all
his cum was shot to my face. "Pretty and sexy" his fingers smeared
all of it on my cheeks and chin, the most erotic moment in my life.

And right then I forgot tha' I wanted to taste him.

/*A biped who is on all fours
I'll lead him down the floor
In quick-step we move along
I'm so displeased*/

My face is covered with hot cum, I must look incredible ridiculous or
hot as hell. He yanks my shoulders up and flips me over "Hands on the
wall" I do as he says, I'm so gawdamn horny he could ask me to jump
off a cliff and I would.

His hands crept between my legs and unzips my jeans, soon they're
pooled around my ankles, to which he makes me lift one leg so he can
dispose `em "I like tight asses" big shocker there! He slaps my butt
and I can feel the tinglin' feelin' where his palm is printed.

He keeps doing this, spankin' me, till I'm moanin' like a cat in
heat "Like this? Bitch" his low husky voice makes me get harder and
harder, if I didn't have such control, I would have come already.

More spankin', I moan. His fingers run through my crack and I moan
again. He shoves it in without preparin' me and I moan once more. I
like it rough and he knows it, we're both enjoyin' this.

He adds another finger, but none of `em are hittin' my prostate and I
moan displeased. The only thing I earn is another slap on my cheek,
this one burns harder than the others.

Twistin' his fingers over and over, but without touchin' my spot a
single time. I'm becomin' impatient, the big man keeps spankin' me,
enjoyin' the torture he's puttin' me through.

Quite frankly, I'm enjoyin' it too. He adds another finger and
quicken the pace, it's so fuckin' delicious havin' his fingers
ravishin' my tight hole.

Then he removes his fingers and toys with my balls, I bite my lips
from screamin', tastin' the copper taste of my own blood. I'm horny
and so gawdamn needy. I think he was givin' himself some time to
recuperate his strength, and to tease the hell outta me.

His massive cock is now fully erected and he brushes it against my
crack, I tremble at the thought of havin' tha' organ inside of me. I
know it's gonna hurt and I couldn't wait to have it all the way on.
My moans fill the halls, but the cock tease is just rubbin' the head
against my skin.
I buck my hips backwards to try and meet him, but the slap on my
cheek tells me he's not done teasing. "Stay still or else, bitch" a
few more slaps, each one harder than the last one. My dick is so
needy, I hafta find release soon or I'm gonna die.

"Please" in my life I've begged for anything like I'm doin' right
now, my knuckles are completely white from clenching them into
fists. "You beg pretty, little whore" his voice is so dull, with his
hands gripped on my hips he pulls me back.

His nails are diggin' into my flesh, slightly breakin' it. "I want
you to scream" the accent on his voice thickens with the lust and
desire, one of his hands leaves my hips and goes to his hot cock, or
so I think. And I'm right cause soon my tight asshole's been ripped
in two by his gorgeous shaft.

My hips buck again to meet him, this time without any second thoughts
he slams himself hard on me. His shaft leaves my hole only to enter
again, this time with so much force I almost end plastered on the
wall in front of me.

The sound of our flesh is all I can think of, his hand graspin' for
whatever part of skin it can reach. My senses are numbed and I'm
focusing solely on the pleasure his cock is givin' me. He's ridin' me
hard and fast, just the way I've always wanted.

A grunt from behind and his hands are on my shoulders once more, he
pulls me off the wall and next thing I see in front of me is no
longer the wall but another cock, this one larger than the one of
my `master'

"Suck whore"

There's no need for a second command cause my hands grip the
stranger's hips and my mouth finds the cocks' head, the salty liquid
commin' out from the slit. My tongue takes it all greedily, like the
lil' bitch I am. I suck on the tip ever so slightly until I hear a
gasp from above. A pair of hands grasp my head and pull me closer, I
don't get a chance to breath cause the cock is already all the way
down my throat.

The pair of hands on my hips are holdin' my still so the first man
can fuck my tight hole, while the pair of hands in my hair are
holdin' me so the other man can fuck my mouth.

And fuck is what they are doin', all my nerves are awake and I can
almost feel the air surroundin' us. It's incredible, they know how to
make ME feel, not that it would be so hard to do so.

Cock is what I want and it's what I got, maybe that's why life with
Remy has become borin'. He doesn't know to tame me.

My cheeks hollowed as the suction increases around the marvelous
shaft I have inside my mouth, each time it hits the back of my throat
I shudder, I have never been so fulfilled in my whole life. Never.

And I wan' this to last a bit longer, but I can feel the need of my
two lovers. They wanna come so bad and to be honest, so do I. hot
come in my throat and in my ass, what more can I ask?

As the shaft in my ass leaves, a trail of hot semen runs from my
crack through my thighs, so hot, so good. This I what I longed for,
to be taken like the bitch I WANNA be. They're givin' it to me hard
and fast, I can barely hold onto the man in front of me.

/*Now crawling backwards to meet me
Honey stains his tights so badly
I'm so displeased
Sadly displeased*/

The shorter man is back to spankin' me, open palms slap me once, then
again, and again. Red marks vanish when the next is printed. Nails
diggin' my flesh. My hair is being pulled and the cock leaves my
mouth. "Till..." I hear the man, who belonged the precious cock in my
mouth, speak for the first time.

His groggy voice filled with lust, tells me that this is not over,
not by a long shot.

The man who fucked me finally has a name, Till.

"Ja..." Till's beautiful shaft leaves my hole and they both placed
themselves in front of me, my head snaps up, lips swollen and eyes
darkened with passion. I can still taste the stranger's flavor in my
lips.

Their hands reach their own cocks and long strokes followed, soft
guttural sound escapin' from their lips.

"Still bitch"

Trust me, I wasn't gonna move an inch, not at the sight of the show
those two were puttin'. They walked backwards so they could lean on
some stage cases, Till was growlin' low on his throat just as his
fingers applied enough pressure to make the blood flow thru his thick
cock.

The other guy, still nameless, was playin' with his balls.
Pinchin' `em and tauntin' the flesh. The head was already purple, I
wanted so bad to crawl and suck dry tha' precious cock, but every
single move on their bodies told me tha' I wasn't able to.

They shared a luscious look and their stroked grew faster and harder,
each time moanin' and mutterin' some word in German, which I'm sure
I'd have known what they meant if I hadn't been so lost on the sight
in front of me.

"Fuck!" the grunt both men threw was enough to send shockwaves to my
throbbin' cock, my hand reached down to grab it and give it some
pleasure, but I was met halfway but Till's hand.

"Don't you dare stupid bitch" his hand grippin' my wrist, "Did I give
you permission to touch yourself?"

His hot breath only intensified my desire; the dark blue on his eyes
had a hypnotizin' effect on me. "Did I?" he yanked my hand, only to
bitchslap me across my face.

Pain and pleasure... where have ya been all my life Till dear?

Unable to speak, I nod. "Then understand this, you only do what WE
say, nothing more and nothing less"

Another nod, my eyes fixed on his.

"Good, now, crawl to where Paul is and suck him. Don't use your hand
or I'm gonna fucking beat you until you can't take it anymore"
Like it would make any difference, healing factor?? Hello??? But I
wasn't gonna tell him that and spoil the fun. I look at the taller
guy, so he's name is Paul. His strokes are now lazy as he's lookin'
at the two of us

"Crawl, I said" a yank to my scalp.

Well, if he wants me to. I started crawlin', my head up to see every
move Paul gave to his body.

I've crawled halfway when I felt his boot shovin' forward, "Did I say
you could look at him?" I shook my head. "Face down, pets can't look
at their master and you're our pet for tonight"

Shit! I almost came right there as his words echoed through the
hallway, I did as he commanded, almost draggin' my body thru the floor

/*Bend down
I've no interest in the rest*/

Once I've reached my destination, I placed my hands behind my back
and leaned forward. Paul's dick was struttin' right in front of
me, "Well? Are you going to suck him or do you need instructions? I
thought you handled it well before"

The tone he used, a very frustrated one, raised my anger. I growled
at him, which earned me a punch from his fist. "Don't you growl at
me, boy"

After his fist, my side received a hard kick, and another and
another. For about ten minutes his boot connected my side in a very
painful way, "Suck!"

My groin was so fuckin' ready to explode, I wanted to come and
bad. "Very good" he whispered once I had Paul's cock inside my
mouth, "Don't come yet, alright Paul?" I didn't hear a reply so I
assumed he had nodded, couldn't care any less.

All I wanted right then was cock, plain and simple. And that's what I
had, a long cock fuckin' my mouth... again. Paul's thrusts increased
when I noticed Till had moved to his side.

"His mouth... how is it lover?" Till whispered on Paul's ear, loud
enough so I could hear the answer as well.

"Blissful, so hot and exquisite. This one knows how to give head
Till, thank you lover" they shared a steamy kiss, while Till's hand
snaked on Paul's chest and tweaked his right nipple.

That's when I noticed that they were both naked, except for their
boots, they had nothing else.

I started suckin' like my life depended on it, I was rewarded by
Paul's hand grippin' on my hear and pulling me closer to his
body. "Your turn" he shoved my face to Till's awaitin' member and I
gave him the same treatment.

Both men were so close to their breakin' point, Till had come before
but Paul hadn't. My mouth left one shaft only to pleasured the other,
for about twenty minutes I was like that. From one to the other,
until Paul tensed and shoved me backwards.

"You looked pretty before, with all my come on your face" Till
groaned, invitin' his lover to do the same.

Not failin', Paul came all over my face while Till smeared the juices
on my skin.

"Nicely done" he said as his fingers moved around my face.

God! The look on their faces was priceless, like they wanted to eat
me. Somethin' I would had minded at all, lemme tell ya.

Till dipped his index finger on his lover come and brought it to his
lips, lickin' it clean "Shit, Paul, you taste so good"

Right after that they kissed, this time grippin' each other wherever
they could. Ass, arms, back... wherever. A fuckin' erotic sign like
never before.

Both men sweaty from the encounter, kissin' and gropin' like horny
teenagers. It was makin' me hotter than ever "Now, bitch. On your
knees and your forehead to the floor"

The command shocked to say the least, not that I wasn't expectin' it,
but it was so sudden. I would have loved to see more of their make
out session.

But the possibility of bein' fucked again was better... way better.

A sharp pain on my cheek, that's what I felt right before one of `em
shoved his finger inside my puckered hole. Not that I minded, trust
me.

Then another finger, this time I felt one of `em runnin' a finger on
my spine.

"Take it like a whore"

And I was countin' on that.

/*The biped stuttered a short prayer
In fear of what I couldn't bear
Tried to bend down more and more
Tears were running off the floor*/

Remy's POV

I can' believe what I'm watchin'.

My lover, Logan, kneeled down between two strangers. Well, not
exactly strangers, those two are from the band.

Still, Logan... takin' it up the ass??

Fuck! Tears are threatenin' t' fall, but I can'... I can' tear my
gaze from the sight evolvin' in front o' me. The singer of the band,
Till, is rammin' his fingers on my lover's ass. And he's lettin' him
do it, while HE fucks ME night in night out.

Now I'm not pissed cause of the cheat, but cause of the lie.

I thought Logan doesn't bottom for anyone, not even for me. The one
he claims to love and adore, the one he fucks and beats senseless
every night he can.

The one who's so pissed right now...

The taller guy looks at my direction and motions to Till to turn
around, he does and I find myself starin' at the man who's fuckin' MY
boyfriend. I think my emotions are leakin' through my shields cause
he flinches a bit, Logan not noticin' what was goin' on between me
and his fuck buddy.

Then Till's dark eyes twist into a grin and motions me to get closer,
what the hell does he have in mind?

"You're his boyfriend?" the tall guy whispers to me once I'm at
earshot, I nod and he grins.

"Sub?"

Another nod, another grin.

He walks to me "Paul"

"Remy"

We shake hands and he taps his own boyfriend on the shoulder,
whispers somethin' on his ear and gets back to me. "Listen, I make no
apologies for me or Till, your man wanted it and he wanted it from
us. Now, you have two choices; one, you walk back to where you came
from and forget what you saw. Or two, you show him that you're not a
disposable fuck toy he can use and manipulate"

His offer was too temptin' to resist, even more when Till turned
around and smirked at me, shovin' his body harder and deeper on
Logan's. "k, tell your man to step aside... wait, can you guys do me
a favor?"

Paul smirked before noddin' "Can you guys hold him down for me, if he
wants to be dominated, that's what he's gonna get" the smirk grew
into a darker smile and he walked back to the couple, now gruntin'
and whimperin' from the hard driven sex.

Well, if Logan wanted hard sex, Remy was gonna give it to him.

Soon I found myself next to Till, his hand grabbed a hold of mine, as
if he were tellin' me to get ready. I removed my leather pants only
to reveal my limp dick.

"Want me to take care of that?" Paul whispered low enough for Till
not to hear it but I could, I nodded and knelt down in front of me.

His mouth encased my member, his tongue circlin' my shaft while his
teeth grazed on the skin, makin' me hot by the second. Soon I found
myself grppin' him by the hair while he had his hands on my ass,
mouldin' my cheeks and pressin' himself tighter to me.

Several times I felt the tip of my cock hit the back of his throat
but not once did he give signs of gaggin', it was the best blowjob
I've ever had.

Before I could get more comfortable with his mouth around my organ,
he let go of it with a very loud pop sound, lettin' Till know I was
ready.

"Take your turn young man"

The singer of one of my favorite bands grabbed my boyfriend by his
shoulder, while Paul took a hold of the other one.

"What the fuck?"

Logan's surprise was soon to be replaced by something different...
realization "Well, mon amour, if y' wan so bad to be a bitch... you
got it"

With not even the slightest trace of concern, I shoved my cock to the
hilt. It felt like a dead grip, even when Till had been fuckin' him,
it still felt too gawdamn tight.

This is what he had been deprivin' me from? Stupid fuck!! He's gonna
pay for every single time he belittle me in any form, his yelps
turned me on beyond words.

"Take it like the bitch you are" I sunk in deeper with each thrust,
his yelps turned into moans of pleasure.

This didn't please me at all, neither to Till nor Paul. "Enjoying it
slut?" Till asked my boy, gettin' a soft whimper as response. "Don't"
a hard thud was heard, from where his fist connected with Logan's jaw.

"Better?" this time, the whimper was more elaborated. "Keep doin' it,
he won't feel it after a while" I offered as an advice.

Both men cocked their eyebrows at the same time, as if
sayin' `Really?' they grinned as they began slappin' my boyfriend,
slow at first but then they got vicious and started poundin' on him
real hard.

"See? Bitches take it all without complaints, then they get rewarded"
as he said those words I hard thrust send him forward, courtesy of
yours truly.

This was so good, no wonder he liked to top so much. But now it was
my turn to have fun with his tight lil' hole, by the time I was done,
Logan was gonna be beggin' me to make him my bitch.

Not the other way around.

/*Bend down*/

"Come on, harder" Paul's words of encouragements only drove to thrust
deeper into Logan's sweet ass.

"The bitch likes it" Till emphasized his comment with a hard slap on
Logan's butt cheek, makin' the are redden a bit before faddin' away.
Bless that healin' factor of him; it became really handy in cases
like this one.

My cock disappeared between those hard flesh mounts, an erotic image
for me and I think for the two German men holdin' my boyfriend while
I fucked his brains out.

Here it was, the bad ass Wolverine, reduced to a whimperin' whore who
was lovin' takin' his lovers cock on the ass. "Harder" my bitch
managed to mutter in between sobs and moans, something that made my
blood boil a bit hotter than already was.

"As you please" I lean forward to whisper on his ear, impalin' myself
deeper, if that was possible. The pleasure of havin' such a tight
grip around my cock was beyond words, it felt hot and warm all in one.

Nothing could be compared to the feeling of Logan, The Wolverine,
being fucked by the `weak' Cajun as everyone called him. The raw and
brutal strength of Logan meant nothin' in here, he was down in
charge... from now on.

"Now, say it" Remy grunted, with each thrust he gave. "Who's the
bitch now?"

When I got no response, I slapped his cheek.

"Who?"

Another thrust.

"Me" came the hoarse answer, "I'm your bitch Remy, all yours"

Good, he's gettin' a hold on how thing are gonna be from this
point. "Yeah, y'r and y' better get that on y'r thick skull. One mo'
time I find y' screwin' `round and y'll wish never been born"

"Whatever ya say... just fuck me ... make me come"

There, that's what I wanted. Him to be nothing but puddin' in my
hands, a mere bundle of nerves waitin' to explode... something I was
gonna do and soon.

"Hold him tighter" my partners in crime did as I said, my movements
frantic by this time, my fingernails diggin' into his skin breakin'
it and makin' it bleed.

His blood, I took it with my index and licked it clean, tasted so
well. Almost as good as his come... no, better much better. It meant
that he had given into his own perversions, addin' mine in the mix
just to get things more spiced up.

I grabbed him by the hair "Scream my name, slut" I grunted, right
before I came inside of him.

And boy did he scream, he hollered so loud that it was heard over the
music still playin' in the back, earning two smirks from Till and
Paul.

"Nice set of lungs you got there" the taller one patted my boy on the
back.

/*Bend down I order you
Turning your face back from me too
I don't need to see it now
Bend down, you know how*/

But you know one thing? I'm not like him, I can't be so heartless...
so insensitive like he was with me.

I love him with all my heart and I'll be damned if I sink to his
level, I'm not such a bastard.

We cleaned up as much as we could "You know, if you guys want to
continue with this little part, we can head to our room" Till offered
as he wrapped his arm around his boyfriend's waist.

Logan was about to say yes when I cut him off "As much fun as I had
I'm afraid I'll pass, I have a morning session and Scott would have a
fit if I missed it"

Saying this, I say good night and walked back my way.

If Logan followed me then, it would mean that he did love me... if he
didn't, well...

"Rems" a whisper on my right ear, followed by a nip to my
earlobe. "Thought ya got rid o' me?"

He nuzzled my neck as he wrapped his arms around me, holdin' me so
tight it hurt, not only physically but emotionally. "I'm sorry and
thank you"

That surprised me "Why thank you?"

"For showin' me what I was missin' and sorry for not askin' it
before" I was gonna protest but he lifted his hand to let him
continue speaking "I know, ya don't hafta say it, ya will never hurt
me intentionally. But sometimes... I'd like ya to, ya know? Just for
the kick of it"

I nodded, fully knowin' what he meant. "k, but only cause I love y'
so much"

His baby blue eyes stared at me for a second, and then they
smiled... "And I love ya even more for this" a quick kiss, followed
by a soft embrace. "I promise never to hurt ya again... ever"

And with him in my arms, we walked outside the arena. Holdin' onto
each other like there was nothin' else... other than our own sick and
twisted perversions... one can only touch the fire and not gettin'
burn in the process, and as I held my lover close to my body, all my
resolution crashed on the floor.

He was after all... MY bitch...

/*Bend down*/
 
 

Nikki (desperately waiting for fb) =)