Terror In Gold

Rose walked up the stairs to her apartment with her arms full of reports that she needed to go over for that night. Work had been crazy this week, and the fact that she hadn’t been sleeping well didn’t help her nightly phone calls and random gifts were keeping her on edge either. And the polices didn’t seem to be able to do anything about it. Digging her keys out she shifted the load in her arms to unlock her door, then she just stopped and stared. In the place of her wreath that usually hung on her door was a bouquet of orange and russet marigolds, with shaking hands she opened the door dumping the things in her arms inside she slammed it shut. Relocking the door, she grabbed the flowers storming to her car. Racing to the station she tore through the building until she came to the desk of the detective on her case.

“What the fuck is this!” she exclaimed throwing the flowers on his desk.

“You said I was safe, you said you had officers on my place.” She kicked the desk pacing in tight circles.

Mac leaned back in his chair and stared at the woman pacing around his desk. He knew her well, or as well as he could when she was terrified of a psycho stalking her. He could see the dark circles under her eyes that she had tried to hide with makeup, and her blouse that had twisted and gapped at her tits as her chest heave from the panic she was feeling. He sat there, wishing he could make those tits heave from something other than panic.

“Are you even fucking listening.” Rose kicked his chair stopping in front of him again.

Shaking his head, a little to clear the thoughts running through it Mac turned to the flowers she had thrown on his desk. Getting a glove from his desk he then turned the flowers over seeing a card tucked into the twine that held them together. Pulling the note free he opened it and read.

I will see you soon my sunshine flower

Yours always

The same as all the others, tossing it on his desk he looked back up at her.

“What? What did it say?” she wrapped her arms around her middle making her blouse gap more staring at him with wide eyes.

“When’s the last time you slept?” He asked in return staring at the lace of her bra.

“What? What the fuck did it say?” she demanded kicking out at him again.

Sighing Mac picked up his phone quickly shooting off a texted before he stood.

“What the hell did that say?” Rose demanded again, as he gripped her upper arm reaching for his jacket.

“Nothing you haven’t seen before, now when is the last time you slept?” he shook her slightly to get her to focus.

“I don’t know, I can’t.” She glade up at him.

“What about food?” He asked.

“Can’t eat either a psycho is after me, or have you forgotten!” her voice became shrill as she pulled against his hold on her.

“Time to go.” He said dragging her across the room.

“Like hell.” She dug her heels in trying to stop him.

He stopped in front of the door to the parking lot staring at her with hard eyes.

“What if I told you, I had a place where you could get some rest, and food? Without the fear of being found?” He stared down at her waiting.

She stared into his eyes trying to see if he was playing a trick on her. Seeing the deep blue up this close she caught the flecks of white that looked like stars in the night sky. He had been helping her, logically she knew these things took time, but she was tired of being scared all the time. Could he really keep her safe? Taking a chance, she nodded at him. At least she might be able to get some sleep.

“Let’s go then.” He walked her to his car. Opening the passenger’s side, he placed her on the seat before closing the door and going to the driver’s side.

“Where are we going?” she shifted to face him.

“Somewhere I know you’ll be safe.” He said navigating through the city traffic.

He pulled into a well-lit parking lot behind what looked like a high-end condo. He got out of the car moving around to help her out, gripping her upper arm again.

“I agreed to come with you.” She said pulling against his hand.

“I know.” He glanced at her moving them to the back door. Pulling out his phone.

“Ash it’s Mac, open the back door.” He put the phone back in his pocket as they climbed the steps.

When the back door opened, he nodded to the man on the other side, guiding her through the hallway. When they entered an open room, she gapped turning her head left and right, trying to take it all in as he continued to pull her through the room. She saw several spanking benches and whipping posts. As well as racks and racks of BDSM tools. Then they were entering another hall. At the end of it he stopped. Unlocking a door, he let her enter first. Stepping in behind her he shut the door and waited.

“Well, what now?” She asked.

“That would be up to you.” He said leaning against the door.

“What do you mean?” she asked staring at him.

“I brought you here to get some sleep. It’s safe and I can keep an eye on you.” He said.

“That’s all I wanted for you tonight.”

“Or?” She raised her eyebrow in question.

“Whatever you want baby.” He smiled a cocky grin.

She glanced around the room, taking it all in. there was a king-sized bed, a table and two chairs in one corner, and a spanking bench in the other, an armoire next to what she guessed was the door to the bathroom. Then she stared at him. He was dressed in worn jeans, and a button-down shirt that was lose at the collar, and the sleeves were rolled up to his elbows. His black hair was unkempt, like he had been running his hand through it a lot, and he looked tired, almost as tired as she was. Taking a breath, she spoke.

“Okay.” She waited.

“Okay what baby?” he asked.

“Make me forget for the night. Help me sleep.” She waited, fiddling with her fingers.

“I need your consent baby.” He said.

“Do you whatever you do in here. Take me however you choose.” She stared right into his eyes.

He stalked over to her, stroking her cheek to thread his fingers into her hair. And he was kissing her, long and hard tasting her fear and desire all in one. She moaned soft and sweet against him bringing her hands up to grip his hips.

“Good girl.” He said pulling back.

“But in here I’m in charge.” He said stroking his thumb along her cheek as he stared into her wide green eyes.

“Yes sir.” She replied dropping her hands to wait. It had been a long time since she had enjoyed the hands of a Dom, and from this man she felt she would get everything she desired.

“Good girl.” He said again as he began unbuttoning his shirt.

Removing his shirt slowly he watched her. Tonight, was to bring her some kind of peace, and rest. She had been walking a wire for so long, and he hated to see that fatigue and fear in her eyes. Hopefully tonight will calm her some and allow her a little rest. He had every intention of catching the man how was terrorizing her, but he just needed a little more time. Tossing his shirt aside he stepped to her once more.

“Tonight, is to help you calm down enough to get some sleep.” He said stroking the back of his fingers along her collarbone.

Reaching the first button of her shirt he slowly began to unbutton it, never taking his eyes off hers. He brushed it gently off her shoulders as he traced a finger over the swell of her breasts fallowing the scallops of her lace bra. Grazing her full tits ever so lightly he skimmed down her quivering tummy, to the waistband of her skirt. Sliding his hands over her hips he found the zipper of her skirt at the middle of her low back, tugging it down as he laid his lips on her heated skin kissing her shoulder as he removed her skirt. Stepping back, he stared. She stood there in her lace bra and panties, with a matching garter belt, and sheer stockings with two-inch black pumps. She was breath taking.

“Please sir.” She pleaded in a quiet voice.

“I’ve got you baby.” He said softly as he began loosening his belt.

Sliding it slowly from the loops he watched her watch him. Her hands fisted then opened as her breathing increased. She was so needy, and tired. She needed to shut her mind off, and he thought he knew how. He folded the belt in half holding it at his hip as he walked past her to settle onto the settee at the foot of the bed.

“Come here baby.” Mac commanded gently.

Rose shivered slightly, but she felt safe with this man, and trusted him to take care of her. Walking to him she waited. Sighing softly as he caressed her hip before pulling her over his lap. Her torso splayed out over the settee and her hips rested on his strong thighs, she shivered again as he caressed her low back. Then moaned when his hand moved to her ass.

He loved the sight of her ass incased in a pair of lace bikini panties that barely covered it, and the straps of the garter belt. Raising the hand that held the belt he waited a beat, then brought it down sharply. Ten times, and he was soothing the red marks on her flesh holding her still with a hand on her low back. Ten more times and he was letting her moaned and strain against his hand on her low back. Striking harder he gave her fifteen more without stopping listening as her whimpers gave way to sobs.

“That’s it baby.” He soothed with ten more.

“Let it all go baby.” He delivered twenty more hard blows.

He then gathered her in his arms. Carrying her to the bed. He stripped them of the rest of their clothes before spreading her legs with his knees. Pinning her arms above her head he kissed her lips as he fucked his hard cock deep into her hot wet pussy. Groaning into her mouth as her pussy gripped his cock tightly, he began to move. Claiming her slowly he felt his balls tighten as she came gripping him tighter, moving his lips to her shoulder he bit her hard as he came, filling her pussy with his seed. Groaning as she gasped coming again. He rolled off her as they calmed gathering her to his side.

“Sleep now.” He kissed her head as she drifted off to sleep.

Rose woke slowly feeling like she was filled with led. Turning her head, she saw that it was eleven in the morning.

“About fifteen hours.” Came a whisper from above.

“What?” She asked looked up to see Mac. His hand was stroking her hair softly, and she was draped over his large, muscled body.

“You slept for about fifteen hours.” He said kissing her forehead.

“Oh.” She dropped her head back to his chest.

“I’ll find him baby.” He said rubbing her back.

“I know.” She said closing her eyes as she stroked his chest.

And they both laughed when her stomach growled.

“But first breakfast, and a weekend of peace.” He said reaching for his phone.