TITLE : REACHING FOR HIM

THIRD PERSON NARRATIVE

DEMETRIUS

Demetrius walked hand in hand with his mistress but he could feel the tension coming from her body.

He knew for a fact why she is feeling nervous because she knows quite well he has never ever done this before.

" Calm down Catherine I am not going to eat you." He flushed her a smile.

" Hmmm." Was all she should mutter.

••••••

Alessia stood by the car when she saw him with the woman who was scared to death. Her heart tightened at the closeness she saw and she didn't understand why her heart feels this way.

With each step they took she saw how frightened the lady was and she doesn't know why.

" Why would any lady in the company of such an intimidating personal would feel scared and afraid?" She asked herself as they got closer.

They were slightly closing the distance between her and the limo that parked beside her.

" Hi.." Alessia greeted as they stood few steps away.

" Hi.." Catherine returned the greeting.

" I am Alessia and you must be?" She introduced

Catherine was just about saying something when Demetrius stepped in.

" There is no need for pleasantries." Facing the driver. " Let's go." He ordered

••••

Alessia stepped into her apartment with exhaustion written all over her. Their jet arrived some couple of hours ago. She was too tired to do a thing and so she went straight into her bedroom and fell flat on the bed.

She tried sleeping but her mind kept drifting back and forth to the woman in the car with them. How she never said a word to her or her boss.

And why did he cut her off from saying her name! She wondered

" Who is she to him?" She had asked herself " Does it really matter who she is to him? After all she has no right to question whom he should be with."

She wishes so dearly her heart could listen to her. Closing her eyes one more time. She drifted off to sleep giving in to the exhaustion she felt.

••••

IN THE SECRET PLACE

" I want him back. Titus. I really want him back." The voice of the woman whose face was covered spoke through the phone.

" But, you know the authorities thinks you are dead. Coming out of the shadows will raise a lot of questions and right now we wouldn't want that." The voice from over the phone advices.

" I know. But, still he is mine and I can't let any woman have him. He is mine and mine alone." She said clenching her jsws

" Then, what do you want me to do?" The man asked

" Follow him. I want to know his in and outs. I want to know more about the women in his life. If indeed there is any." She instructed

" I will do just that boss. Just relax everything will fall into place soon." He assured her

" I don't want any woman close to him Titus, he is mine and mine alone."

And the call dropped dead. The lady smiled with satisfaction. She knows that Titus would eventually deliver. He has been with her for god knows how long. She knows she can count on him.

All she has to do now is seat back and wait from his response. No woman can have Demetrius if she doesn't.

••••

" Go take a break Catherine. You need it." He commanded as they stepped into the mansion.

She nodded once and walked slowly following the stairs that led to her chambers.

As she walked Demetrius stared at her with lùst and possession.

" She is mine. And I am not ready to let her go just yet." He thought within himself.

•••••••

Laying down on his king sized bed his mind drifted back to 16 years ago.

SIXTEEN YEARS AGO

A young Demetrius was laying beside the road unconscious. He has been drugged and raped by the woman he used to perform mini jobs for just to make a living.

" Your boy is handsome. And I bet he would taste really good." One of the lady's friends had said when she saw Demetrius pass by.

" Come on Melissa he is still young." The Lady who owns the house had said.

Even though she has been think of him in such manner. But she couldn't bring herself to do such.

" Exactly! That is why we should taste him." Another one said licking her lips seductively.

The lady had no other choice than to give in to their commands.

•••••

Young Demetrius sat in the presence of four women who stared at him like he is some sort of meat.

" Demetrius! Relax, these are my friends." The Lady he works for introduced her friends one after the other.

" Here! Why don't you take a glass of wine." The Lady had offered.

" No ma'am I am fine." He had protested

" Come on Demetrius it is just wine. And besides you deserve it. After all you have been working all morning."

If it is one thing though the Lady was right. He has been working for serval hours now. So it won't be such a bad idea. And so he took the wine and downloaded it all. reason, because he was so thirsty.

••••••

Couple of hours later his body was practically on fire. He felt he was going to explode.

He saw how the women reacted when they saw that whatever they gave him is working.

His cóck was beginning to hurt so badly. At the corner of his eyes he saw the women happy. He saw how they looked at him seductively

" I think it is time." He heard one of the women say.

•••••

" Ah.. Demetrius.." one of the lady kept shouting as he was banging her like a monster.

One could practically see the four women feeling exhausted. But like hell Demetrius wasn't even close to climax.

He has been riding them like a horse for the past couple of hours.

" I think you gave him too much." One of them said. Referring to the Lady of the house.

Demetrius paid no attention all he wanted was to feel himself again. Everywhere from his head downwards wasn't he's.

He has never felt this way before. He confess that if feels good. But, something isn't right.

He was just sixteenyears old. How could he have known that the drink he was offered was druged. How?

The woman he was fúcking from behind was at the brink of collapsing. She felt she couldn't take it anymore. Her pússy was beginning to hurt.

" Trisha do something. He is going kill me." She shouting as she felt her pússy stretch wider than it should.

Trisha picked the land phone in her room and called in her clean up guy.

Demetrius was still riding her when he felt a pinch on the side of his neck. And that was the last thing he remembered.

Closing his eyes trying to calm himself of the memory he has tried so much to forget.

How could he ever love a person! Not just a person but the opposite sex. They did this to him. They turned him into the monster that he is.

The anger he felt, the pain he thought he has forgotten. No! With the pain all over his body soul and mind he stood up from his bed and walked in those steady steps of his.

The door to Catherine's chambers burst open with a different Demetrius standing by the door.

" Get naked." He commanded his face void of all emotions. His eyes held nothing but pure hatred.

••

Catherine felt her heart sink into her stomach. She has never seen him this way in such a very long time. She stood frozen she couldn't get her body to move non her head to process the command.

Stepping into the room he commanded again " I said get naked." This voice wasn't calm. It was terrifying.

Immediately Catherine began undressing herself. She took off her panties and went on to unhook her bra. In the space of 10 seconds Catherine stood in front of him naked.

Heading to the box where the kinky stuff are been kept he brought out the nipple clamps. Seeing this Catherine lost all her might. He has never used the kinky tools in a very long time. What's changed?

He walked slowly and faced her, using the clamps he pinched down on her nipples. Catherine felt the pain she closed her eyes and prepared herself mentally. Today isn't a good day for her.

As if that wasn't enough he went on and brought the rabbit vibrator.

" Get on the bed and spread your legs." He commanded her.

And immediately Catherine did according to her master's command. She stepped on the bed and spread her legs apart giving him the perfect view of her pússy.

Before he went on, he saw the fear in her eyes. He saw how scared she was but he didn't care. He was done caring she is his mistress and for that reason alone he shouldn't feel any remorse. She's the object to satisfy his urges, so why should he care.

He went on with the vibrator in his hand he plunged into her pússy with so much force that Catherine had to let out a scream. Using her hand to over her mouth. She wouldn't want to get more punished for screaming so loud.

Her screaming did nothing to him. Right now he is the monster her gender created. So, why must he feel remorse?

Setting the vibrator to it's maximum speed. It was thrusting deeper into her pússy trying to tear her to a million pieces.

The hot tears burned at the back of her eyes. She had to stay still. But she couldn't stop the flow of tears coming down her cheeks.

He stopped the vibrator and removed it. Using the 10 inch flogger he commanded her to turn there by giving him her back.

Immediately Catherine turned and closed her eyes. She felt the 10 inch flogger come down on her body.

" Ah.. master.." she shouted. She knew the right words to use each time the whip came down on her.

It went on for serval minutes before he decided to let go. Taking the silicone ball gag he wrapped it around her mouth as he stepped into the bed with her.

Taking her from behind he thrust in deep into her pússy and muffed sounds escaped her mouth. Using his one hand he held the gag from behind while the other hand held her ass.

Catherine thought today was going to be the end of her. Because at the end of this session she'll wear the marks on her skin, like a second skin for days.

Taking a break from the Doggy style position he went and brought out the fitness ball. He commanded her to lie on her back on the fitness ball, as if in a bridge shaped position. She spreads her arms apart and puts her palms on the ball sides.

One of her legs is bent at the knee and rests on her tiptoes on the floor, the second is raised up. Demetrius is located himself to his mistress so that her thigh is between his thighs. He throws her raised leg on his shoulder. With his hands, he held her buttocks so tight coupled with the knee of his mistress. And he began thrusting in like a monster paying special attention to the crotch.

" Ah.. master yesssssss" her screams were becoming louder and louder.

She wasn't enjoying it. No! She had to pretend like she was to enable her master release as fast as he could.

She moves her hips to meet with his pace. She was beginning to hurt down there. He took her from the fitting ball to the bed.

He made her lie on the bed and turn the upper part of her body sideways. Her legs are hanging off the bed to the floor.

While he attached himself to her so that her hip is between his legs. He bends one of his legs at the knee and places it on the bed top. While his second leg is on the floor and rests against the bed side. He lifts her shin up, throwing it over his arm allowing full access to her pússy and finally starts blow minding a lot of thrusting.

" Will this ever end?" Catherine thought deep down as her master was ridding her like a horse.

" Harder.. harder.. master.. yesssssss... I am gonna cum master." Her load of cum landed on his thighs.

He still wasn't satisfied he turned her and took her to the table. He positioned her and made her lie on her back horizontally on the table top, grabbing the opposite edges of the table.

He stood between her legs, bent at the knees and raised up. Her hips were resting on the his torso and chest, and her feet are on his buttocks. He his palm a breast of his mistress and fondles it as he kept thrusting in and out of her wet pússy. With the other hand, he holds his mistress by the knee. And with one swift thrust Catherine shouted.

"Master.. please.. I am.. sorry.. i.. won't.. disobey.. your.. commands again." She cried out.

Oh! If only she knew that this wasn't about the commands he gave. If only she knew that, she's paying for the crime she didn't commit.

Demetrius paid no heed to her beseech. He paid no heed to her cries. All he saw was the women that took away his dignity as a man. All he saw was the women who turned him into the monster he is today.

How can he ever forgive them! How can he ever forget? He wears that day like a second skin. He hated them. He hated her gender.

Catherine saw that he is in a place she can't reach him. He was in a dark place and she doesn't know how to reach out to him. To tell him everything was going to be alright. At this point he is stretching her to her limit, she can't take anymore. She has to reach him. She must reach him.

Catherine knew with the rate he is going, today was going to be the end of her if she is unable to reach him. If she is unable to make him tap to the little humanity he has left.

She closed her eyes and prepared herself for what she's about to do. She made up her mind. If she perish, she perish. And so she tapped him on his hands. Demetrius went cold immediately.

THE CAUSE OF LOSING CONTROL

Demetrius felt a tap on his hand, but he couldn't make out this person. Catherine felt the moment he went cold she felt the moment he stopped thrusting into her.

She took it as her cue to continue. " I don't know what you are feeling right now. But master I can promise you it is all but a memory. And our memories can't hurt us."

Demetrius said nothing, he did nothing he just stood still like someone frozen in time.

Catherine went on " you are better than this. You have always been better. It is time to let the memories be just memories. It is time to let go, let go of the pain because it is holding you back. And if you let it, it will destroy everything you have ever built."

Demetrius moved his muscles Catherine felt relief. She was glad that she is slowly reaching out to him.

" Master.. you are one of a kind. You survived whatever happened to you. It is a story you will tell one day. It is a history that will be told soon. But, if you give in to the memories then, they will eat your soul and everything you have ever worked for will be in ruins."

And immediately Demetrius snapped out of the dark place he was. He took a step back drawing out of her pússy giving Catherine the space she needed to stand.

Demetrius looked around and he saw the damage that he had done. Catherine couldn't stand properly, she lost her balance. And in one swift movement Demetrius caught her mid air.

She was slowing losing her consciousness at the corner of her eyes she saw the man behind the monster some couple of minutes ago.

" You are back.." was the only thing she mutter before she lost consciousness.

••••

" The proposal is a very good one." Mrs Julia said as she was trying to convince her board of directors.

She needs them to accept despite the fact that agreeing with her would make them tens and thousands of dollars. She needed to have Demetrius at the tip of her fingers.

" Yes! Julia, you are right. It is a good deal and I believe we should take it." Another member of the board said.

Others nodded their heads in agreement. Julia smiled deep down, she knew she has gotten what she wanted.

" Good! Now let's get in touch with his assistant."

••••

Alessia opened her eyes to her phone which was buzzing on the bed some few inches away from her.

Turning sluggishly she took a look at the caller and heavied a sigh. Clicking on the answer button she placed the phone on her ear.

" Seems I woke someone up." The voice came from the phone.

" Come on Delia."

Delia, Alessia best friend and gossip mate. They have been friends since forever.

" Come open the door Alessia." A sound of laughter.

" What!"

" Yes, I am outside your door. Hurry! People may think I am some kind of a kidnapper or something." Delia said

" You are really something you know." Getting up from the bed she walked towards the door.

•••••••

" So! You didn't think to tell me about your new job uh.." Delia twitch her lips to one side of her face.

" I am so sorry.." Alessia's face flushed with guilt. Bending her face downwards staring at nothing in particular.

" I had to find out from your mom. You know how she gets right!" Taking a sip from her drink.

" I am sorry Delia." Alessia apologized for the upteempth time.

••••••

" What?" The shock mirrored on her face.

" Wait! You are telling me, you work with the most handsome man only but a few person's has seen?" Delia aksed

" Yes.. Delia you can now stop emphasizing on the word ' handsome." She threw her hands in the air.

" Come on girl. Why won't I? Most people call him many names you know."

" I know." Standing up from her position she stood giving Delia her back.

" But I believe there is more to the story than the media and everyone is letting on."

Delia was silent. She has never seen her friend so concerned about anything or anyone like the way she's concerned about her new boss.

Getting up from her position she walked slowly. Tapped her friend on the shoulders and said.

" There is something you're not telling me Alessia. What is it?"

" What do you mean?"

" Don't lie to me Alessia I know you more than you know yourself. So, speak. Now!"

••••

Demetrius sat beside the bed as he watched the doctor run her hands through the skin of Catherine.

She had fainted and he had been scared, he has never felt so scared in a very long time. The doctor kept looking at him like he's some sort of a horrible painting of Van Gogh. She must think the very horrible thing about him. But that is the least of his concerns.

" Tell me doctor. What's wrong with her?" He finally brought himself to ask.

The doctor said nothing rather she ran her fingers across her hair.

" Well, Mr Demetrius I can tell you that she is one lucky woman. She is be fine I can assure you that. But I must ask, what happened to her?" The doctor asked

Demetrius wasn't going to start talking about his addiction or how Catherine is lying here because he had lost control. So he said nothing. The silence stretched for too long before he finally spoke.

" What happened to her should not need concern you. Just tell me the diagnosis."

The doctor heavied a sigh of defeat. She has given all hope of getting to know exactly what happened to this poor woman lying down here.

" Like I said she's be fine. But, she needs a couple of days of rest. Her body needs to heal. As you can see." Pointing at the serval scars on her body.

" Some of the scars are deep and they need to heal before she can be able to do whatever you have her doing."

Demetrius released the breath he doesn't know he's been holding.

" When will she regain consciousness?" He asked in a worried tone

" A couple of hours." The doctor replied

" Thank you doctor."

He saw the doctor off to the end of the mansion he ordered Dante to pay the lady and make sure she never speaks of what she saw here today.

He walked inside with the thought of how he could have lost control like that. He has never lost control in a very long time. And now Catherine is paying for it. Waving his head he walked straight to her chambers.

He sat beside her and wondered how she was able to reach out to him. He thought this was the consequence of him losing control.