Her First Pleasure

RAYNA'S POV

Noah's footsteps slowly came to a halt as his gaze met mine. His eyes slowly descended to the dust brush in my hands and I quickly hid it behind my back, gulping slightly.

"What are you doing?" He asked, his eyebrows lowered and I gulped...

"Uh...I...There..."

"Speak properly, stop stammering."

"I was bored and I had nothing to do, and I was losing my mind. Please don't fire Lucia, I was the one who begged her to give it to me." I ranted on, gripping the handle of the brush tightly.

Noah blinked, his gaze moving behind me, "Is that true?"

I didn't have to look back to know who he was speaking to. Lucia must have nodded because he looked back at me with an unreadable expression.

God please...please don't let him ask for sex today.

"Come with me." He commanded softly and I almost broke down into tears right there and then. I turned to Lucia and handed her the dust brush, with my head bowed as I tried to hide my tears.

Lucia gave me a sympathetic look before her hands squeezed mine in reassurance. I inhaled deeply, head held high before heading for the stairs.

My confidence and determination slowly left my body as I moved closer to his bedroom. I placed my palm on the door and pushed it open, taking slow hesitant steps in, my gaze seeking him out.

By the time I stood in the middle of his bedroom, I was already shaking like a leaf, waiting for his commands and dreading the activities that would take place in this hellish room of his.

"So you need me to remind you of what to do?" He asked coldly and my hands shakily moved to the buttons of my dress, undoing them before pulling it over my head and discarding it on the floor.

I heard a loud whipping sound, my head snapped to the left immediately to see Noah standing there shirtless, with a belt in his hand.

My eyes widened and I staggered backwards, as fear overtook my entire being.

"P—Please... Don't hurt me...I promise never to clean again...Please..." Tears were rolling down my cheeks at this point as I pressed my palms against each other.

Noah frowned, one eyebrow shot up, "I could careless what you do in your free time, Rayna. You can clean the whole country for all I care, that's none of my fucking concern. Your only duty to me is what happens in here. Now get on the bed."

I paused, gazing at him through my wet eyelashes. "You're not...You're not going to hurt me with that?"

He stared at it, "I'm not a monster."

No, you're the devil. I thought to myself.

"Yes I hate, but I won't beat or abuse you. There are other ways to exert punishment on you if you ever disobey me...which I'm starting to contemplate. Get on the bed Rayna. I want repeat myself."

Relief flooded my veins as I crawled onto the bed and laid on it, my chest rising and falling fast as I stared at Noah standing at the foot of the bed.

"I'm in a mood for something different today and depending on your cooperation, you may or may not enjoy it."

I had to resist the urge to gag. Why would I enjoy him taking me by force and without my consent?

I watched him crawl towards me, and straddle me at the waist as he pulled my hands over my head, and bound it with his belt, before tying the other end around the bedpost.

I tugged twice, panic setting in when I realized I was restrained.

What is happening? What is he doing? Is he...Is he going to rape me? All these questions ran through my mind, but I refused to voice them out, before he changed his mind about not being a monster.

Before I could blink, my bra was off, causing my boobs to spill out of them. That sent me into a panicked frenzy as I began to tug and pull harder at the belt.

He's going to rape me!

That felt more traumatizing than our last sexual experience. At least I wasn't bound then, but this time, I was completely at his mercy, I couldn't fight or kick at him to save myself.

"Relax." He whispered as his hands began to mold and touch my breasts.

I squeezed my face tightly in disgust, trying to separate myself from the action taking place...that was until I felt a bolt of an odd feeling shoot through my body.

My eyes snapped open immediately, meeting Noah's intense gaze, what was that?

I thought to myself watching as the edge of his lips tilted into a slight smirk and then he did it again.

My body jerking this time from the intensity of the feeling that shot through me.

"I told you, you would like it."

My eyes widened as I realized that he was sending bolts of pleasure through my body just by touching my breasts.

Before I could react to his words, his head leaned down and he claimed my nipple into his warm mouth causing my mouth to drop open and release a loud gasp. Slowly this gasp turned to something different, a raw sound, an uncontrollable range of words that made no sense.

My limp body began to move in synchrony to his actions, fingers buried in his hair, nails scraping along his sweaty back.

I was traumatized by the sheer intensity of it all, who knew sex could be so...addictive? Now I could see why people who had it once wanted to have it over and over again.

By the time Noah was done, my body had separated from my soul and all I could do was lay on my side and curl up into myself like a child, sobbing as quietly as I could to avoid getting him upset.

I sobbed at the loss of my mind's determination. I sobbed that if allowed myself to be taken by this vile man and enjoying it at the same time. I sobbed because my body still wanted more while my mind fought an internal battle with itself.

Unable to fight it anymore, my eyes drifted close as I fell asleep in his bedroom. And as the weeks rolled by, I realized that Noah intention was never to break me with pain, he was going to break me with pleasure, so much pleasure that I wouldn't have a mind of my own anymore.

And over the next few months that passed, he did just that, showing me pleasure in it's rawest form, in all positions and methods, mind-blowing pleasure consumed my being that I began to look forward to it.

To every session, to every touch, it was as if I'd lost sight of who I was. And then I committed the gravest sin of all.

Falling in love with the man who set out to ruin my life. I tried not to fall for him, I tried to hate him, but it was impossible. If it had just being the sex alone, if have understood but as we spent more time with each other, Noah also began to change...in very subtle ways.