TRANSGRESSIVE FICTION | EROTICA
The Candle Lit Bedroom
A story about a last farewell night of passion right before a break-up…
Io welcomed Niklaus at her flat with a wide smile and a warm hug. Niklaus felt a bit awkward and was rather surprised, since this was going to be their last night together. Was she really OK with it after telling her he decided to go back to a transwoman ex of his?
Io had grown too clingy and jealous for him to handle -she even cracked his secure email somehow…- and right when he pondered what to do Tania made contact over FB. They had not spoken for 7 or 8 years, since their break-up was rather traumatic for both sides.
He was informed she had moved on to a better paying job and she also had a 5-year old daughter now. Tania was pansexual like Nik. Her daughter was from an ex of hers -a womb bearing one- who was on the pill but Tania’s semen did not give two fucks about that. She became pregnant, decided to keep the baby but she could not take care of her and so she released full custody to Tania.
Tania knew Nik was fond of kids and she wanted to ‘start from scratch’ if the feeling was mutual. Nik considered it for a week and then decided to break up with Io. He was as gentle as it gets about it, he resisted her sobbing, crying and howling performance and, at last, they reached a compromise: one last goodbye lay.
He did not consider keeping her as a friend with benefits or for occasional menage trois games with Tania -who was game- because Io was too possessive to share. Which was a shame, since her beauty was dazzling; enough to turn heads from everyone in the street.
As Io hugged Nik tightly he sensed her trembling. He felt bad about dumping her like this, and so he planned to give her the fuck of her life. Post-fuck she would serve a ‘very special dinner,’ complete with aromatic candles and a Château Lafite Rothschild wine of 2000.
Io was quite more loaded than Nik -she was the CTO of a well-known bank- but spending so much on a dinner was excessive even for her. Still, Nik thought she did it out of love, so that both move on.
She guided him to her candle-lit huge bedroom. No cold electric lights, the tens of candles of all kinds she had placed all around provided more than enough light to see each other clearly. Nik came from behind her, he placed his hands around her slim waist, smelled the back of her neck and hair, he was excited by her scent and started kissing the back and sides of her neck.
Io let go in seconds. She was very dominant in her vanilla life and job, but she was very submissive in the bedroom. Nik tore up her night gown and got her almost completely naked. It was expensive but she had a truckload of them. He only left her black fishnets. She wore no undies, as usual.
He pushed her on the bed, verified she recalled her safe word and then took his flogger and custom leather whip from his handbag. She had asked him to leave her deeper and more purple marks this time, that would last at least ten days.
She also asked him, then begged him, to punch her in the face, but that was a red line Nik never intended to cross. She would make do with a few modest slaps. He was uncomfortable doing that too, and had never slapped her gorgeous face, but he decided to give her that at least, for once, as a gift.
He commanded her to be positioned on all fours and arch her back. He savored her near perfect peachy butt -with his large butt-plug gift secured in place- for a few seconds, then told her to stay like this while he took a break to smoke his pipe in the balcony.
Ten minutes later he got back and Io had not moved an inch.
“Good girl…” Nik said. He slapped her butt hard as a reward and a red hand print soon materialized on it. Io gasped from pain and pleasure and started leaking even more. Clear honey was dripping over her thighs and between them. Nik sampled some of it and got aroused, but he did not show it.
“How do I taste Daddy?” Io asked.
“Like a sex addicted anal slut with the body of a $800 sex worker and the face of a top model.”
“Thank you for the compliment Daddy.”
Nik removed her butt plug more forcefully than usual, without warning her. Her ass resisted but it lost the fight quickly. He had her taste the butt plug and she salivated over it. Then he tasted it too, and nodded approvingly.
Without warning he landed his flogger hard on her butt, leaving the first flog-shaped mark on it. Io cried as if she saw a ghost and then said
“Thank you Daddy. Harder next time please.” “As you wish baby girl.”
Nik got to work with hands, flogger and whip until her butt, upper thighs and lower back were almost fully painted crimson. He finally landed his flogger between her thighs and almost drove her over the edge. Almost.
He then asked her to lie on her back. She did but her pain was obvious. He slapped her plump tits and flogged them, more lightly than her butt. He finally, after having her beg for it for many more times, also slapped her face, but not hard enough to redden it.
When he slapped her face she almost climaxed; she would have gone all the way had Nik not snapped her out of it. He eventually allowed her to serve him. She was too impatient this time to lick him all over, so she sampled a few bits and pieces of him and soon went for his semi-erect dick.
“You are mine, and mine alone!” she talked to Nik’s dick, not him. That was not uncommon of her, but this time she sounded even more possessive than usual. She devoured him whole, with no foreplay at all. She manically deep-throated him, occasionally sucked his balls, inner thighs and ass and then her throat engulfed him once again.
At one point she did that trick she loved to do with his dick to suffocate herself. She lasted a full minute with Nik’s half balls in her mouth too. Perhaps more. When she released him her face had turned red and she gasped for breath.
“I think you had enough fun. Get back on your knees. Now.” “As you wish Daddy.” she said compliantly.
Nik lubed her butt plug and replugged her ass roughly. He also lubed his hand a bit. He removed her butt plug and started doing her favorite thing. The expectation alone had Io sigh and pour like a kitten. But this time he would be rough, not gentle.
He inserted three fingers right away in her butthole, who opened up to welcome them. She gasped and tried reaching for her pussy, but Nik slapped her hand away.
“Bad girl. You know not to do that without permission. You deserve to be punished.” ‘Or rewarded from her POV’, Nik thought. Without hesitating he inserted another two fingers and finally his whole hand up to the wrist in her. She resisted but not too much. Her pain/pleasure made her pussy drip even more now.
Nik fisted her ass until it was gaped to his satisfaction while Io was so lost in the spell that she did not even gasp now. Then Nik removed his hand, with difficulty since it wanted to keep him there, had Io lick it clean, stretched her butt cheeks and violated her colon with his fully erect dick all the way in.
When Io felt him in her ass she started moving toward him to fuck her deeper and faster. She went full feral, surely giving quite a show to the neighbors.
“Fuck your anal whore Nik!! Giver her pain!! More pain even than breaking her heart!! Let my hungry ass devour and suck you dry!! I need your delicious sperm to flood my guts, and when you run dry I need your pee too!! So fuck me harder!! Ravage me!! Defile me!!”
The combination of those words and her tight ass which kept gripping him like a vise, drove Nik over the edge. He unleashed a torrent of seed and pee balls deep inside her. She followed suit less than a second later, releasing a geyser-like gush while screaming unintelligibly. He almost thought her ass was going to castrate him; she gripped him harder than ever. Possessive indeed…
Their orgasms synchronized and they felt like being One for a spell. ‘If only she could learn how to moderate her obsession I would not give two fucks about Tania,’ Nik fleetingly thought and got back to the present moment.
Their combined juices wet the bed well into the mattress. The room smelled like sex in the best possible meaning of the word, and the scent of the candles accentuated that.
When they eventually relaxed Nik thought that he forgot to burn her nipples, tongue, labia and clit with some wax, which Io adored. It was a bit too late now. He was famished. It was time for their last supper together.
He intentionally released himself forcefully from the grip of her ass; if he was not well lubed this would have not been possible, due to her super tight grip. But Nik won this tug of ass. Io grumpled. She said she wanted him a bit more inside her, since she loved being so full with him in her most ‘forbidden’ orifice.
“I’d love too hon but I’m starving. Perhaps after dinner we do a round 2. We forgot to do any candle wax play after all!” Nik kissed her on her forehead and lips, he wiped her tears and when she smiled she let her start prepping dinner.
“What have you cooked this time? No wait, don’t tell me! Surprise me.” Nik said. “I will Niklaus, do not worry. This will be a dinner you will never forget.” she winked teasingly. “It will surely be far better than what Tania cooks for you or what you cook for her, I can guarantee that.”
Niklaus was commanded to wait in the living room, and come to the kitchen table when summoned. “No peeking!” she said.
She said she had prepped the dishes, and only needed to heat them up and to make a fresh salad.
15 minutes later he was summoned to her kitchen. The entire kitchen table was full of dishes, with food for at least four people. She had prepped a mix of Japanese, Italian and Greek cuisine. The Greek part was the salad (choriatiki).
The main Japanese dish was sushi with fresh blue-finned tuna from the Pacific (‘Did she teleport?’ Nik thought), steamed rice with white vinegar and some authentic teriyaki sauce which Nik had showed Io how to make. Nik loved wasabi and spicy tastes in general. He was also very fond of Japanese cuisine.
The Italian dish was a simple pasta with putanesca sauce, a sauce that was reportedly developed by Napoli’s sex workers a long time ago. Some carbs are required too.
They started eating and Io nodded to Nik to open and serve the ridiculously expensive wine.
“No expenses spared for you my lo.. er.. I meant Nik.”
Nik tried to contain his appetite, which had grown after their sex games.
“Can you sit comfortably?” he asked her.
“It’s painful to sit straight, but I think that’s the point. To be constantly reminded of the pain you gave me.” she retorted and Nik almost choked on wasabi. When he stopped coughing he said
“I am very sorry babe. You know I still love you, but you cross the lines way too easily and steal all my space, time and oxygen. I thought I could handle it, but it almost consumed me. I need a break from your… lust; well, and my lust for you to be frank. I hope we remain good friends. Above all I need friends, not lovers, though both would be ideal.”
“I’m sorry Nik but I cannot see you as a friend. You are either mine, and mine alone, or noone else’s. That is how I see it. And that is how it will remain. If I cannot have you no other bitch or trans-bitch will.” she smirked when she finished her sentence. Nik took a few seconds to understand.
“No way… You didn’t! What did you use? And where?” Io kept smiling self-assuredly.
“Amanita Muscaria. It took me a while to find it but I did. I also looked up online how to process it. Right now we both have at least 80 mg of Ibotenic acid with some muscimol in our stomachs. That’s a fatal dose.
These are bitter alkaloids, as you must know, so I masked their bitterness with your favorite wasabi. That green thing you love is… going… to be the death…. of you … and me. My… love.” Io started getting dizzy, chewing her last words.
“Why you silly girl? Why go so far for someone like me?”
“Your the… onli prson I aver laved Nik…”
“Don’t you rather mean the only person who ever dumped you?”
“Sme… thong… Godbie mi lov.. See ya … byeond the… renbow.”
Io’s head dropped on the table with a thump, and some foam exited her mouth. She was with her eyes wide open, more open than Nik had ever seen them. He tried to revive her but in vain. He used all the tricks he knew but she had completely lost the will to live…
Giving up he rushed to the toilet to throw up. What Io did not know, since Nik never told her, was that he was largely immune to all natural poisons. After surviving another poisoning attempt a decade ago (…) he decided to adopt a trick devised by the Swiss alchemist Paracelsus.
He sampled nearly every poisonous alkaloid in very small doses and gradually increased them so that his body developed tolerance to them. However 80 mg of pure Ibotenic acid, a potent neurotoxin, was beyond his limits. He had tested absorbing up to 40 mg. So he hoped that at least half of it was still in his stomach.
One hour later he was still alive and his modest dizziness and hallucinations were gone. ‘Great,’ he thought, ‘I survived. Again. Io sadly passed but it was her choice. What on Earth am I going to say to the cops though? Would the truth suffice or would it be too unreal? Those marks and bruises all over her body do not help my case at all…’
He momentarily thought of fleeing and calling them anonymously from outside but swiftly ditched that thought. He had just survived a murder-suicide play by a psycho. Just because he managed to survive he should not feel guilty about it.
Nik called the cops. A week later, with the help of his ruthless lawyer, he was ruled out as a person of interest and agreed to co-operate fully as a witness. The case was ruled ‘attempted murder — suicide’ by a judge just a couple of months later.
Nik decided to expand his sampling of poisons to artificial ones too. He also took a pledge: never eat home made wasabi again.
A semi-fictional short story by Nikolaos Skordilis If you liked it there are more where this came from:
