Kitty Found

KITTY FOUND

BY JOXIE


Title : Kitty Found

Author : Joxie

Pairing : Orlando/Elijah RPS

Rating : NC17 Slash Dark Adult Themes PWP

Authors Notes : Please be warned that there is sub/dom themes in this story - Sequel to Kitty Lost.

Summary : Elijah pays an unexpected visit, third in my PWP trilogy.

Disclaimer : This is a work of fiction! I do not know the celebrity(ies) I am writing about, and I do not profit from these writings.


KITTY FOUND

BY JOXIE


“What are you doing here?” Orlando asked tiredly.

“Can’t I visit an old friend” Elijah taunted

“You were never my friend” Orlando snapped back.

“No I was so much more than that, I was your keeper and shelter. Aren’t you going to ask me in?” Elijah’s eyes pinned his ex lover.

“Do I have a choice?” Orlando scowled.

“Not in the slightest” Elijah confirmed as he followed the other man into his hotel suite.

Once inside Elijah choose the most comfortable looking chair in the living room and sat down. He reached into his pocket and took something out. The object was light and it flew through the air landing at Orlando’s feet, he recognized it straight away.

“Pick it up kitten” Elijah was all temptation.

Orlando continued to stare at the collar, he remained still. Then in a flurry of moemnet he reached down and snatched the collar from the floor. The leather and metal studs felt beautiful against his skin.

“Put it on kitten” as Orlando did Elijah murmured “good boy.”

Orlando sank to his knees in front of Elijah, head lowered and hands clasped behind his back.

“Have you missed me kitten” his words made Orlando flinch and he refused to reply.

Elijah lit a cigarette and took a leisurely drag on it “So have you been telling yourself each night I must not chase boys and sticking to salad instead of good read meat” he took in a lungful of smoke “yes I think you have missed me.”

“Take your t shirt off” he took another pull on his cigarette.

Orlando slowly removed his top and dropped it on the floor. Folded his arms across his chest and looked at Elijah the light of challenge in his eyes.

“My, my, you’ve built a bit of muscle and arrogance since we last indulged but your still very pretty, still such a whore” Elijah had almost finished with his cigarette and looked around for an ash tray but there was none to be found.

A smile quirked his lips and he coolly ordered Orlando to hold out his hand. The years rolled back as Orlando obeyed, his only reaction was to sigh when the burning tip of the cigarette was stubbed out on his palm.

Elijah stood up and threw the butt into a waste paper bin. He placed on a handy table his pack of twenty and a box of matches.

“I’m going to mark you kitten, it’ll be awhile before you’ll be able to crawl back into her bed again, without a lot of questions you wont want to answer” Ellijah struck a match and lit another cigarette.

The tip of Elijah’s cigarette glowed orange red, he crouched down beside Orlando and looked him in the eye “Where to begin, where to start and what do you deserve” he held his cigarette between his thumb and finger.
With quiet deliberation he placed the red hot tip of it against Orlando’s right nipple while holding onto his shoulder so he couldn’t jerk back. The yell of pain followed by a lush moan went straight to Elijah’s cock. Orlando whimpered when the cigarette was removed only to cry out again as it was applied to his left nipple.

Elijah stood up and took a deep breath then removed the belt from his jeans “On your feet kitten and strip” the cigarette went back into his mouth.

His eyes never left Orlando as he obeyed; Elijah noted that his boy still favoured the no underwear option. When the jeans had joined the t shirt on the floor Orlando went still and waited for his next order.

“Give me a twirl then” Elijah demonically smirked.

Orlando’s back came into view “Stop” he ordered.

Yes there was definitely more muscle there “Have you been working out kitten?” Orlando didn’t reply.

“Answer me boy” Elijah’s tone was impatient.

In a whisper Orlando complied “No sir, just age.”

“Maturing like a fine wine or do I mean whine” Elijah flicked the ash from his cigarette.

“Kneel hands on the floor head on hands and rise that pretty ass high” Orlando scrambled into position under Elijah’s watchful eye.

Eliljah place his cigarette on the edge of the table the belt held loosely in one hand he went towards Orlando “Still the little slut that’ll do anything for a fuck” he doubled up the belt and ran it along the exposed back until it came to rest on the small hard buttocks.

He drew his arm back and brought the leather down with a resounding crack. Orlando jerked and let out a plaintive whimper. A dark red stripe decorated the buttocks and Elijah ran his hand over it.

“You always mark so beautifully” Elijah sighed contentedly.

The belt came down again making Orlando yell hoarsely. Again and again the belt bit into his flesh the haphazard pattern of stripes going from his buttocks to down his thighs. Until Orlando was a quivering mass of conflicting emotions and pleasure.

Standing back the belt hanging from his hand Elijah admired his handy work “Kneel up, hands on thighs close your eyes and keep them that way.”

Pain shot through Orlando as he obeyed his hot bruised flesh protested with pain overcoming pleasure for a few moments.

Elijah left the living room; Orlando began to shake he half believed he was heading for the front door. That Elijah was going to leave him and never return. Hot tears leaked from beneath his eyelids leaving wet tracks down his face and yet he didn’t move couldn’t move.

“Such pretty tears kitten” Elijah mocked gently on his return “No don’t open your eyes” he ordered.

Elijah lit yet another cigarette the smell of smoke was now heavy in the air “So Orlando my sweet how long has it been, too long I suspect, two steady girlfriends not to mention countless one night stands. I can imagine how hungry you must be.”

Orlando flinched at both the words and the tone of Elijah’s voice.

Elijah spoke round the cigarette in his mouth “Not much in the way of toys here is there still make do and mend.”

“Open your eyes but keep them lowered” he ordered “lead the way to the bedroom and be quick about it.”

Orlando didn’t make the mistake of standing up instead he crawled his red arse a beacon for Elijah to follow. As he was crossing the threshold to his room Elijah gave him a powerful push with his foot. He landed hard on the carpeted floor and Elijah stepped over him to enter the room first. Orlando followed behind him trembling ever so slightly.

He knelt up and waited as Elijah put out his cigarette and searched the room “So do your women let you play the man in bed, do you take them from behind or do they mount you. I rather think they fuck you sweetheart.”

Elijah stood in front of Orlando whose eyes were still dutifully lowered “Look at me” he ordered.

He shoved the fingers of one hand deep into Orlando’s mouth the other hand yanked his head back by his hair. Two fingers pushed down Orlando’s throat making him choke and struggle for breath. In his own good time Elijah removed his fingers letting Orlando slump to the floor in a heap.

“Stand up” Elijah ordered.

Orlando scrambled to his feet and once more lowered his eyes. He meekly stood still as Elijah tied his hands behind his back with a dressing gown sash. A white silk scarf was forced into his mouth and tightly tied.

“Kneel against the bed chest and face resting on it” Elijah watched as Orlando awkwardly did as he was told.

He ran a hand over that still tender arse and Orlando moaned through his gag “Don’t move unless I gave you permission” he picked up one of the items he had found while searching the room.

He unscrewed the top of the bottle placed a steadying hand on Orlando’s back and poured the aftershave over the sensitive arse and thighs. Orlando screamed as pain and fire stormed through him the silkiness of the sheets under him rubbing his rock hard cock.

He lay there panting on the bed; Elijah dropped the bottle and forced two fingers inside Orlando who moaned wantonly in response. He slowly withdrew them again and grinned at Orlando’s whine of frustration.

Over the far side of the room something caught his attention and he left Orlando’s trembling form. Elijah stood in front of the full length mirror and smirked. Purposely he returned to Orlando and grabbed his arm to drag his struggling form around the bed and towards the mirror. The carpet skinned Orlando’s knees and he whimpered weakly.

Elijah gripped a fistful of curls and forced his head up so he had to look at his reflection “If they could see you now kitten and see what I see” Elijah taunted.

“What do you see the perfect whore my sweet” he let go of Orlando and stepped back.

Orlando continued to stare at himself as if hypnotized. While Elijah removed two small packets from his jeans pocket. Ripped one of them open and coated the fingers of one hand in the clear gel. Orlando jerked and moaned when the slippery fingers returned to his hole.

“This isn’t for you sweetheart your not worth hurting over” he twisted his fingers meaning to inflict pain.

Orlando groaned and tried to push back “Move again and I’ll leave” Elijah threatened.

Orlando went still and Elijah continued stretching him roughly. Removing his fingers he slapped Orlando’s arse hard making him cry out.

Elijah tore open the other packet and removed the condom “Back to square one sweetheart how do I know you’re still healthy?”

He unzipped his jeans and pulled his cock out it was hard and damp, with a flick of his hand the condom went on. Orlando watched Elijah in the mirror and bit down on his gag.

Elijah knelt behind Orlando the tip of his cock brushed against the willing arse. He took hold of Orlando’s shoulders and they both stared into the mirror.

“Pretty bitch and always in heat you were born to be fucked and fucked over my sweet” he bit Orlando’s earlobe hard enough to hurt and let his knuckles brush down his damp face “keep watching and you’ll see what I see cock whore.”

Elijah violently took hold of Orlando’s hips and began pushing himself into the tight snug hole. Orlando’s wanton moans making him press in even quicker. Balls deep he wrapped his arms around his pretty bitch and bit him steadily on the neck letting his teeth sink in just enough and no more.

Lifting his head he ordered “Clench.”

Orlando tightened the muscle around Elijah’s long hard cock and whimpered. Nails scratched over his chest drifting lower and lower until his own cock was squeezed to the point of pain. He screamed but the hand remained and the pain turned into hot pulsing pleasure.

Behind him Elijah laughed and began thrusting his hand still clamped around Orlando’s abused flesh. He brought his other hand up to Orlando’s throat and squeezed gently in time with his thrusts.

In the mirror Orlando saw pain, passion and humiliation but it only made him want more and more. He had become nothing but Elijah whore and it was all he wanted to be.

“Pretty, pretty bitch cum for me whore” Elijah thrust wildly.

Orlando screamed his cock jerked in the harsh hand and spilt its seed as commanded. He collapsed and Elijah grabbed his hips again and fucked him even more violently. On each inwards thrust he grunted loudly not caring that Orlando was weeping softly. He only cared that his whore, his kitten let him take, take and take. He screamed his completion and thrust deeply one last time, coming hot and hard.

Shaking he withdrew removed the condom and allowed Orlando to rest on the floor only then he took notice of the tears. He rolled Orlando onto his back and straddled his thighs. Smiling he looked down his kitten was nothing less than beautiful to him in the aftermath of there passion.

He leant forward and removed the gag licked the bruised lips and kissed Orlando sweetly. He got up and pulled Orlando to his feet guiding him back to the bed. He made sure he was lying comfortably on his side before sitting himself.

“Untie me” Orlando whispered hoarsely.

“Not yet” Elijah combed Orlando’s hair with his fingers “it’s been along time and you still belong to me.”

“I thought you’d lost interest” Orlando mumbled.

“Never the world just took me away for a while” Elijah smiled.

“Six fucking years” Orlando burst out.

“I won’t leave it so long next time” Elijah was still smiling.

“Promise” Orlando returned his smile.

“Promise” Elijah gently kissed him and untied his wrists.


The End