Perverts 'R' Us

Bar Pick Up

By Danyealle ( rom, anal, toys, D/s )

She idly channel surfed, trying to find something to watch. Sighing, she dropped the remote, there was nothing worth watching. She was bored, Darious was out of town at a business meeting and she had been alone for a little more than a week.

Flopping down on the sofa, she stared up at the ceiling. Lying there like that for quite a while, she thought. Unlike human females, she more than wanted sex, she needed it. If she went without for a while she started to physically hurt. Darious had been gone long enough that she was now hurting.

Curling up in a ball, she whimpered softly as pains started to rack her body. Finally, the cramping let up so she got up and headed to her bedroom. Quickly, she started stripping. She knew if she waited any longer the pain would get steadily worse and she had no idea when Darious would be getting back. So, she would go to a bar, pick up a man and get laid.

Within an hour she was out in the thick of it, looking for a man. Shortly after that she had let a man think he had picked her up and was going home with him for the night. While they were walking to his car, he was hanging all over her. He led her quickly to the area he was parked in, groping and slobbering on her the whole way. He was so busy dragging her along that he didn't notice that she had stopped and almost fell when she let go of him. Sitting on his car, waiting for them, and smoking was Darious.

Her date puffed up and started blustering to him, not sensing his displeasure or seeing the red glow in his eyes. But she did and took a step back. He flicked his cigarette away, stood up and walked towards them. Stopping in from of them, he looked down into her eyes then said in a hard, cold voice, "Wandering already, Dani?"

She shifted from foot to foot, looking up at him, "We don't have a commitment, Darious."

He chuckled mirthlessly, "Wrong!"

Her date saw his easy lay starting to slip away from him. He was more than a little drunk, so he didn't sense the warning signals Darious was sending out. Putting himself between the two, he started blustering, "Hey! Don't harass the lady, she's with me tonight. If she wanted to be with you, she would have called."

Darious' eyes hardened and he locked them with the drunken fool, "The lady is mine, rightfully so. You have said as much, have you not, Daniella?" His eyes shifted to her and locked.

She took a step backwards and lowered her eyes from his gaze. "In one context, I did say that, yes."

His eyebrows shot up and his eyes bored into hers, "What?"

She sighed, sensing that he was getting more upset with each passing moment. "We'll discuss this privately, Darious. This is neither the time, nor the place for it."

Her date was getting more and more agitated, his sure thing was slipping away. He grabbed her arm and tried to yank her to him. "I said leave her alone, she's with me tonight."

Looking at both of them, she frowned then yanked her arm away, not at all happy about being pulled on by a man she didn't know, and who didn't really have any reason to be possessive about her. Taking a couple steps back, she crossed her arms over her chest and glowered at both of them, letting her displeasure be known.

Darious looked at her, locking eyes once again. Then, without dropping his gaze, he addressed the man. "The lady and I need to have a private discussion." He then turned his gaze to the human. "She will contact you at a later date. So, if you don't mind, please leave us."

The thought process in the human must have been swimming upstream against all the booze in his system, because the very clear warning in Darious' manner, eyes, and voice never registered in the proper brain cells and he stepped forward, yanking him away from Dani. "The bitch is mine! Now, get the fuck out of here before I whoop your ass good and send you home crying for your mama."

She rolled her eyes and shook her head at what she perceived as macho bullshit and posturing. Leaning against a nearby car, she knew the mortal had just made the biggest mistake of his life and Darious was going to make him pay for it.

Darious growled long and low, then in a flash, showing his inhuman strength, picked the mortal up by his throat one handed, lifting him up until they were eye to eye. His eyes started to glow blood red and his razor sharp fangs were clearly visible. He yanked him forward until they were nose to nose and the mortal couldn't mistake what he was seeing. "Foolish mortal boy! You know not what you deal with. I am your death. Touch what is mine or me again and I'll rip your soul out and deliver it to Lucifer himself. He is always looking for a new toy to amuse himself with." Then, he let the mortal see into his soul to give him a glimpse of the tortured souls of Hell itself and what he could truly do if angered any further.

Even the distance she was from them she heard the unmistakable hiss of the mortal wetting his pants and smelled the ammonia. Looking down at her feet, she giggled softly behind her hand.

Darious also heard and grinned from ear to ear, his white fangs shining in the low light. He tossed the mortal away and glared at him, "Run along home little boy, I can hear your mama calling for you. Better make sure she changes your diaper. From the look of your pants you need it. Now, be gone. A mortal man who wets himself isn't worth my effort. Be thankful you've gotten off this lucky. But, be warned, bother me again and you will pay for it with your soul."

The man picked himself up off the pavement and ran to his car, not knowing if he was more frightened or humiliated, and vowing never to think about cheating on his wife again, because no pussy was worth what he just went through.

Darious stared after the retreating mortal for a few minutes before turning to Dani, growling softly.

She looked at him nonchalantly, arms still folded across her chest. His eyes glowed brighter; staring hard at her then seemed to get his anger under control. Looking her dead in the eyes, he pointed to his car and said, "NOW!"

She gave a bored shrug and yawn, and then said. "Whatever." and got into his car. Even she knew better than to push him when he was this angry.

It was a short drive to his place, but neither of them spoke.

Before he had turned the engine off, she was out the door and in the house. She was waiting for him in the living room, arms folded across her chest, a bored look on her face, yawning, "Alright, let's get this over with."

He was stiff and very controlled when he stood in front of her, his spine stiff and straight. Looking down at her, his disappointment and displeasure evident, he said, "What you did tonight was in direct disobedience of an order, brat."

Looking at him, calmly, she seed, "I need sex, cut and dry. If I don't get it, I start hurting. You weren't here to take care of it, so I went to get some relief."

He was slightly confused but didn't let on to her. "You were hungry? You fed the night before I left."

She shook her head vigorously, "No, not hungry to feed, I need sex more than I need to feed. It's our nature, we need sex. We exist for it. If we don't get it, it causes intense pain."

He arched an eyebrow, "How so?"

She sighed, "Physical pain, Darious."

Looking her in the eyes, he said, "That still doesn't excuse your disobedience. Let me ask this, the pain is severe?"

She nodded, "Very."

"Like PMS or something?"

She shook her head, "No, much worse. It's comparable to what a vampire feels when they need to feed."

He was slightly taken aback; he knew "vampire's frenzy" was extremely painful. If she was feeling anything close to that, she was in a lot of pain. "Why didn't you tell me? Didn't you trust me enough to tell me about it? I didn't know anything like this."

Her body started being wracked by more cramps. Gritting her teeth, she glared at him. When she replied, her tone was heavily laced with sarcasm, "Well, you know everything there is to know about us, so I didn't think I had to."

He stiffened up, eyes starting to glow. "I never once said that!"

"You implied it, Darious, so I assumed you knew."

"If you had just waited, I would have been home and would have given you what you needed."

She growled long and low, eyes flashing. Crossing her arms over her chest she said, "I needed sex and I didn't get it from you!"

"That doesn't excuse it and you will be punished. I know you, you can deal with pain. I own you, and I didn't give you permission for this!"

"You may own me, but that gives you no right to neglect me and my needs!" she screamed at him.

He was slightly taken aback by her reaction, but didn't flinch. "I have NOT neglected you! I was gone for little more than a week, that's all."

"You weren't here to give me what I needed, what do you call that then?"

"If you had been a good Toy while I was gone, you would be royally fucked by now. But you willfully disobeyed my direct orders, so now you have to deal with the consequences of your actions. You disobeyed me, that's the bottom line and now you have to be punished for it. You will not get the fucking you want, no sex from me, nothing. You will not go out, either." He stepped closer to her and looked down into her face. "You must have forgotten the wonderful orgasm I gave you before I left. You got that reward because you BEHAVED. You behaved, so you got what you wanted. Now you have disobeyed, so you'll do without."

She growled loudly, "This is DIFFERENT and you know it! There are limits to the pain one can take."

"Pain is pain. This is all in your head."

"It is NOT!" she roared.

"You need sex constantly? I was gone a week, that is all. I thought you prided yourself on your self-control. I guess it's weaker than you thought, hmm?" He was still taken aback by her violent reaction to the whole situation, not understanding it.

She took a few deep breaths to get herself back under control. She tried using a calmer, neutral tone this time. "Let me try to explain this again, I live for sex. I don't just want it, like a human does. I NEED it, and would go to any lengths to get it."

He stared at her, "For someone who prides herself on her self-control, it sure is lacking."

"That's it!" she roared, "I'll handle it myself." Stalking into the bedroom, she slammed and locked the door behind her.

He stared after her for a couple minutes, scratching his chin, trying to formulate the best way to handle the situation. Then he walked over and tried the door. When he found it locked, he took a step back and kicked it in, growling.

She was sprawled out on the bed, naked, playing with herself. She looked at him, but said nothing.

He stared, hard, at her, chest heaving, eyes glowing bright red. "You DO NOT walk away from me, brat! I did not give you permission to leave my presence. Now, we are going to stay right here and talk this out."

She looked at him coolly, "I thought we had finished talking so I decided to take care of it myself."

"In other words, you are going to further your disobedience. What you did was bad enough, but you're in here making it worse. Have your forgotten that you are not allowed to touch that hungry cunt of yours without my specific permission?"

She just stared at him. "No, I haven't forgotten. I figure it this way, I'm in trouble anyways, so why not?"

He growled, "It makes a lot of difference, brat." Walking over to the bed he took her chin in his hand and looked down into her eyes. "It makes A LOT of difference. You are acting like a spoiled-rotten, pouty little child."

She glared at him then replied in a cool, collected voice, "I am behaving no differently than I always have, Darious."

He arched an eyebrow, "By throwing a temper tantrum you are getting yourself in deeper and deeper trouble with me." He shook his head, "No, no, no Toy, disobeying a clear and direct order is not the way to go with me. We established the rules for this relationship the night you moved in. You are just digging yourself a deeper hole. In case you haven't figured it out by this stage of the conversation, I am VERY angry with you." His eyes bored into hers, flashing.

She backed up against the headboard, leaning back, crossing her arms over her chest then crossed her legs, staring at him, "that much is obvious, Darious."

"You are plenty pissy yourself, Toy." He leaned against the wall and looked at her. "OK, you say that needing sex is your nature. Tell me about it, and hold the attitude while you do, it's getting us nowhere."

She took a deep breath, and then started, "We are sexual beings. Sex is how we feed. But there is more to our sexual need than just feeding. Our bodies crave and need the sexual act itself. There is something released during an orgasm that our bodies need. If we don't get that at least once a day, it causes intense physical pain. So, if we don't get sex at least once a day, we masturbate. That aspect of our physiology never changes, no matter how old we get. So sex, for us, isn't just for pleasure, it is a necessity. The longer we go without, the more intense the pain is. The pain is our bodies' way of telling us we have to release that chemical. A week for a human or just about any other creature out there isn't a long time to go without, and they suffer no ill effects from it, but we do.

"You may not feel me being without sex for a week is a big deal, but I can tell you, for me, it was sheer agony. It feels like a form of torture from the inside out. With the pain you become short tempered, grouchy, and irritable, and it gets worse with each passing day. I may be able to handle all other kinds of pain, but no she-devil can handle this. It will literally drive you mad. External pain is one thing, this is another entirely." She looked him straight in the eyes, "Do you understand now?"

As he listened to her, he was stunned. Indeed, he did think he knew most of what there was to know about her species. He had read everything there was on the subject, but nowhere was anything she just told him mentioned. Walking over to the bed, he sat next to her, eyes softening, letting compassion show in them. He pulled her into a hug and stroked her hair softly. He could feel her body twitch all over, her skin as hot as a stove top and her muscles spasm.

"I am sorry, Toy. It does appear I did neglect your true need without realizing it. I was doing so, and for that I do apologize. But, part of the responsibility for this lies with you. You need to inform me of your needs." He kissed the top of her head and stroked her hair some more before reaching down between her legs and softly stroking her clit with a finger. He was still angry with her, yes, but it had abated slightly. That didn't mean, though, that he wasn't going to punish her for her misbehavior.

She growled at him, "What you are doing had better not stop, Darious. It will finish or, I swear, I will tear you apart."

He stiffened slightly, taken aback by her reaction. But, his voice remained calm and even. "It will finish, Toy, I assure you of that. I have decided to allow you to masturbate to let you get the relief you so obviously need."

She pulled away from him, eyes flashing and growling.

He stood up and looked down at her, arms folded across his chest. His eyes hardened, "Don't you growl at me, Toy! You know very well that fucking is your reward for good behavior. You directly disobeyed me; you went looking for another cock. That is wholly unacceptable behavior. I will allow you to masturbate so you will be out of pain. That is the ONLY reason I am allowing it. Be happy for that, Toy." He walked towards the door, and then turned and looked at her, eyes hard and unyielding, "I will be thinking of your punishment while you are getting your release, Toy." He then walked out.

She growled at the empty doorway, eyes flashing, and then lay back, shut her eyes and masturbated herself quickly to the release she so needed.

He poured himself a drink and settled into his chair. He didn't stay in the bedroom and watch her because she would have enjoyed it and he knew it. He had wanted to watch. He was turned on by it, but didn't want to reward her bad behavior. He did feel slightly guilty about unknowingly causing her such pain. He wouldn't make that mistake again, and he would sit down with her and have her explain to him anything else he needed to know about her needs.

It only took her a matter of a minute or so to attain the release her body so craved. It was so powerful that afterwards she curled up and fell into a deep sleep almost immediately.

He gave her an hour, and then walked back into the bedroom. Leaning on the jam, he watched her sleep for a few minutes, his eyes raking up and down her naked flesh. Then he walked over to the bed and gave her a hard swat on her naked ass.

She awoke with a start and looked up at him, eyes blinking rapidly. When she saw it was him, she whimpered softly, eyes starting to droop once again.

He grabbed an extra blanked out of the nightstand and tossed it to her, then pointed to the foot of the bed. "You will be sleeping there until further notice, as part of your punishment."

She sat up, pulled the blanket to her chest and growled at him, eyes flashing.

He stood firm, staring hard at her, "Don't growl at me, Toy! You know better than that! I was being generous in letting you have your release by playing with your twat. Push me any further tonight and you will be chained to the foot of the bed and sleep on the floor."

She looked at him, eyes flashing, "No."

He pointed to the foot of the bed, "NOW! You are trying my patience with your continued disobedience, Toy! You are only making things worse on yourself. Now, MOVE!"

She grumbled and growled, but moved to the foot of the bed, dragging the blanket behind her. She turned her back to him, curled up under the blanket and fell back to sleep.

He stood and watched her for a couple minutes before stripping and sliding under the covers himself. He lay with his hands folded behind his head, trying to think of a proper punishment for her before he rolled over onto his side and drifted off to sleep.

The next morning, she awoke long after he did. She threw a t-shirt and a pair of panties on, and then walked out to the kitchen.

He was at the table, doing paperwork, having a cup of coffee. He looked up at her as she walked over and sat down next to him. "Good morning, Toy."

"Good morning m'lord." She leaned over and kissed him softly.

He gathered up his paperwork and set it aside then looked over at her, "Have you had anything to eat or drink in the last couple of days?"

She looked at him quizzically, "I haven't had any food since you left, but I had a couple drinks last night."

He nodded, "So, the last was eliminated this morning, good. Stay right there until I get back, Toy." He then got up and left the room.

She stayed put, watching him leave, a puzzled look on her face.

He returned quickly, carrying some things. He dumped them on the table in front of her then reached onto the spice rack and grabbed a jar. Then sat on the table in front of her and grabbed a huge butt plug and a jar of icy-hot. Her eyes widened as he coated it with a thick layer of the white goop. Then he coated it with ginger.

She started shivering, eyes getting bigger by the second. Her asshole started to clench at the thought of how it was going to burn.

He leveled his gaze with hers, "Stand up, bend over, and grab the chair, Toy."

She knew better than to argue with him at his point and quickly complied, looking back over her shoulder at him, eyes wide.

He reached out and flipped the tail of her shirt up, then yanked her panties down, then off. He stroked up and down her ass crack with one finger, ignoring her shivers and wiggling around. He then parted her cheeks with two fingers and stroked across her tightly clenched asshole. Then he touched the tip of the plug to her asshole and smeared some of the goop onto it.

The reaction from her was instantaneous when the cream touched her sensitive flesh. Tears sprang to her eyes and she bit her bottom lip to keep from screaming. She started shaking uncontrollably as the burning sensation overtook her ass.

He ignored her reaction, and then with a hard, quick shove he pushed the plug deep into her ass, then twisted it around before he sat back and looked at her. As she felt it enter her and the heat from the mixture touched her inner walls, she let out a scream. Her hands gripped the chair so tightly her knuckles turned white. Her legs were shaking so badly that they barely held her upright. Taking deep gulps of air, she tried to keep from screaming again. The heat seemed to have set her entire anal passage on fire. She started to involuntarily push against it, to get it out of her.

He sat on the table and watched her. Within seconds of its insertion, her whole body shook violently and sweat started to pour off of her. He remained indifferent to her obvious discomfort. When she started straining, trying to push it out, he reached forward and pushed it back in, holding it there. "No, Toy!" he told her in a deep, firm voice.

She looked back at him, biting her bottom lip, eyes wide and watering, whimpering and shaking all over.

"Stand up, turn around, and face me." He ordered gruffly.

She complied quickly, standing before him, her ass clenching and unclenching uncontrollably, her eyes pleading with him.

He looked her in the eyes for a minute, arms folded. Then he spoke, "You WILL keep it in there." Shifting around a little bit, a smile playing at the corners of his mouth. "Uncomfortable isn't it? I meant for it to be. Something to get your full and undivided attention. I told you last night that you were going to be punished for what you did. That plug is to stay in you all day, I will re-lube it four times a day and that is the only time it will be removed. Not only that, all you will be allowed to wear is your socks and t-shirt, no panties. Periodically I'll be checking to make sure it is still in place."

She grumbled and growled at him, staring holes into him.

His eyes hardened and he told her in a cool voice, "Keep that up and I'll gag you as well."

She muttered under her breath and gave him a dirty look, but kept her mouth shut.

He chuckled and grinned at her, "That's better, Toy. Now, I told you last night that your continued willful disobedience would result in a harsher punishment, so in addition to the plug, you will wear your collar and leash all day." He stood up and hooked her punishment collar around her neck. It was a three-inch leather, studded dog collar that he could easily grab hold of, if need be. He then hooked the leash to it and yanked her closer to him. "In addition to this, you will be spending the day cleaning house. In addition, you will not be allowed out of my sight, since you have proven I cannot trust you. In addition to that, there will be no TV, no radio. Since you don't need human food or drink, you won't be allowed those either. You will also not be allowed to sit on the furniture. You will be sleeping at the foot of the bed like a pet, not with me. The only so-called luxury you will be allowed is to be allowed to masturbate, since the release is something you physically need." He chuckled at the look of pure fury she was giving him. Grabbing her chin firmly he forced her to look into his eyes, "Remember this, Toy, the more pissy you get with me, the more I will punish you. Do you understand me, Toy?"

She glared at him but replied, "I understand, m'lord."

He chuckled deeply, eyes twinkling, "Very good, Toy. Now, get to cleaning the kitchen while I do my paperwork."

When he turned his back to her she stuck her tongue out at him and flipped him off. He turned around and looked at her, chuckling, "That little gesture earned you another few hours of punishment. Don't forget, even when I'm not looking I know what you're doing. Also, remember I'm letting you masturbate. Keep it up and you won't be allowed to do that."

She growled and said, "Asshole."

He walked back over to her and looked down into her eyes, "And then some, brat. Remember that. "Then he walked out of the room.

She grumbled and growled under her breath but said nothing aloud. Then she got to work cleaning. He didn't touch her all day, other than while she was on her hands and knees scrubbing the kitchen floor. He made her hold her position then fucked her quickly for his own release, making sure she didn't attain orgasm. When he stood up he looked down at her, "If you mess up the floor by cumming on it, you'll scrub it all over again." He then turned and left.

She stared after him fangs bared, but said nothing. Then she went back to scrubbing the floor. That night, when he was sitting in his chair, she tried to curl up in his lap as she normally did. He shoved her onto the floor and said, "No! You haven't earned the right to sit there. The floor is fine for you, Toy." She grumbled under her breath, but obeyed. She wasn't allowed to look at him, and for a while he used her for a footstool, making her anger rise to a whole new level, but she said nothing and merely cursed him out under her breath.

This went on for a week. While he was away from the house, she was taken to the dungeon, given a blanket and chained to the wall by the collar, the way she was when they first were together. He re-lubed the plug four times a day like he said he would. She had to sleep at the foot of the bed. Usually, he would fuck her once a day for his own release, not for her pleasure, a quickie so she didn't have time to cum.

The beginning of the following week, she had enough of it. That night she knelt in front of his chair, looking up at him, giving him the big puppy dog eyes, "M'lord, I am sorry for my disobedience and will behave."

He looked down at her, eyes devoid of emotion, "Bullshit, Toy."

She sighed and looked at him again, "I promise to behave, m'lord."

He settled back into his chair, "Promises are made to be broken. How can I trust you now, Toy? You knowingly disobeyed my direct commands and orders. You almost totally broke vows you freely gave unto me. You had a phone number to reach me, but chose to go out looking for another cock. I haven't been out hunting for another Toy, even though I could easily do so. You say you want to be mine, but how can I trust that now? You're going to have to prove it to me."

"M'lord, I will prove it to you if you give me the chance to do so. I know better now, I truly do."

He arched an eyebrow and looked at her, "Do you now?"

"Yes Milord, I do."

He grabbed her hair and yanked her closer, looking deep into her eyes. He was delving into her emotions. He found her to be truly repentant, from what he could tell. "I guess you are, Toy. The next time you misbehave, it will be longer, more demeaning and I will find more for you to do. Do you understand me, Toy?"

She looked deep into his eyes, "Yes, m'lord, I understand."

He smiled down at her, and then softly caressed her cheek.

She leaned into his hand, purring happily, her eyes never leaving his face.

He smiled again, and then settled back into his chair. "Alright Toy, stand up, turn around, bend over and grab your ankles." She quickly complied, looking back at him. He grabbed the plug and twisted it back and forth before yanking it out quickly. She stiffened up and gasped as she felt it leave her body.

He swatted her, hard on the ass, chuckling as he heard her squeal. Then he pulled her down onto his lap and held her close, cuddling and snuggling up to her. She purred happily and snuggled closer to him, wrapping her arms around his neck, nuzzling his face softly with hers.

He reached down between her legs and started rubbing her clit. She moaned softly and pressed closer to him. Continuing, he rubbed until her juices were coating his hand, then he pushed a finger deep into her pussy and started to rub her G-spot while he rubbed her clit.

She was wiggling all over his lap, moaning loudly and gripping the arms of the chair tightly.

He continued until she threw her head back and screamed, cumming all over his hand.

He held her tightly, stroking her hair until she stopped trembling and caught her breath. Then he put his finger under her chin, tilted her head back, and kissed her softly. Smiling down at her, he said softly, "That, Toy, is what happens when you behave. That and so much more."

She smiled up at him, "I understand, m'lord." she said softly.

He chuckled, "Good. Now, let's go to bed." He picked her up, holding her close and walked into the bedroom. Laying her gently on the bed, he quickly undressed and crawled in behind her. Curling up to her, he held her close until they both fell asleep.