Days of Our Lives: DiMera’s Den Ch. 03
Dressed in her peach halter top and blue jeans, her long blonde hair flowing down her back, Sami Brady was young and sassy and beautiful as she struggled against Bart’s iron grip.
Tony became hard at first sight of her helpless in his compound.
This particular victim he was going to take a nice long time with for he’d been looking forward to fucking Sami for ages. Unlike Hope and Jennifer, this one would not be any one-night slam-bam. Oh, no. He had plans for Sami. Big plans.
“Bart, you are to leave here and make sure I’m not disturbed with Miss Brady under any circumstances, understand?”
“Got it, Boss.”
With a slight shove, Bart released Sami quickly and headed for the exit before she had a chance to retaliate. Calmly, she collected herself, glaring at Tony who was reclined in the red velvet chair. He took his time perusing her, knowing that he was in the driver’s seat this time and taking full advantage of it.
“So you’re so hard up that you have to kidnap your women now?” she sneered, placing a hand upon a jutting hip. “Have you really become that much of a pathetic joke?”
Tony was not hurt for he had expected his little spitfire to be insulting. And he gave back to the bitch as good as he got.
“No more pathetic than drugging a man because that’s the only way you can get him…no more pathetic than begging for your big sister’s hand-me-downs…again…”
“Shut up!” she snapped.
Tony couldn’t help but laugh at her quick anger.
“Don’t you have any pride, Sami…” he taunted. “Always following Austin Reed about like some lovestruck puppy, no matter how badly he treats you…”
“You’re one to talk!” she rejoindered. “Wasn’t that last big revenge scheme of yours all about your long lost love for Kristen Blake?! If I have to hear anything more about that tight-assed witch, I’ll scream. What was the big deal about her anyway?”
Tony recoiled as if she had struck him. Any time he heard his ex-wife’s name mentioned, it was like a painful wound opened up in his chest. How dare this little viper bring up Kristen, a woman completely out of her league!
“She was a classy intelligent woman, but you wouldn’t know anything about class or intelligence, would you, my little alleycat? Maybe that’s why you’ve been stranded at the altar…um, how many times has it been now? Truly, I have lost count.”
“I hate you!” Sami spat, looking for all the world like a crazed cat who had been trapped in a rainstorm.
“You don’t have to love me, Sami,” Tony teased as he leaned back against the chair insolently with a toothy grin. “You just have to fuck me…”
Sami stopped her screeching in shock, her eyes wide with something he couldn’t quite decipher.
Pushing the envelope, Tony continued, patting his lap naughtily.
“Now why don’t you come to Daddy like a good girl?”
For a moment, the two opponents were silent. The sexual tension in the air was positively crackling.
“Yeah, right…whatever…” Sami snickered with her typical air of false bravado. “And what universe do you live in?”
“The universe that says that if you don’t do as I say, I’ve got a lot of horny men right outside of this room who would love to get a piece of you. They have spent months in this compound completely celibate. And I have a feeling they won’t be very chivalrous or considerate. And I doubt they’ll take turns.”
Oh, the power was a heady feeling indeed as he watched Sami cringe, although she did her best not to show it.
“Alright, Tony,” she shrugged. “You win. What do you want me to do?”
“Ah, now you’re seeing reason,” he smirked evilly. “Let’s start with a small striptease, Sami, nice and slow.”
Sami blushed as she removed her halter top and jeans, standing before him in her lacy floral-printed bra and panties. She was putting on her little girl act, her eyes wide and hurt and vulnerable, not that he was buying into any of it. The sight of her ivory skin and lush curves took his breath away. She was all woman. He couldn’t wait to fuck her senseless.
“I’ve seen the strip. Now where’s the tease? Dance for me, Sami. I want to see those luscious titties shake.”
Awkwardly, Sami swayed and jiggled back and forth, shimmying her breasts and rolling her eyes as she did so, obviously feeling very uncomfortable as she danced for him with no music. Good, he wanted her uncomfortable. He fantasized of what he would do to her. What would break down Sami to the core?
“Take off the bra,” he ordered.
With shaking fingers, she hesitantly took off the bra, revealing her sweet plump breasts to his gaze. He couldn’t wait to suck those large nipples.
“I just love your sexy curves, Sami,” he stated, knowing that the words would humiliate her further. “That round ass and those full breasts all for me.”
As predicted, she turned a deeper shade of red.
“Do you have to keep talking?” she complained. “You’re getting your way, so why don’t you just…?”
“I want to savor this moment,” Tony interrupted. “We’ve had this date from the beginning, you know. For years, I’ve just been just waiting to fuck you and make you come over and over until you beg me to stop. And then I’d fuck you some more. I’m going to bind those pretty big tits of yours flat and then I’m going to suck on your nipples until you scream.”
Sami’s eyes seemed to glaze over with heat as he continued with his raunchy talk. Was that the small trace of a smile at her lips? Or was he just imagining things?
“Would you like that, Sami?”
“Mmmm….” she moaned.
“I’m not really as bad as you let on, am I?”
“Mmmmm….”
“Do you want to touch yourself?”
With a soft sigh, she gave in. “God, yes…” she moaned.
“Then do it.”
Without shame, she lowered her hand down underneath her panties and moaned, closing her eyes as she stroked at her clit in small circles.
“Are you all wet for me, Sami?”
“Oh, stop it, Tony! Please…you’re making me so crazy…I can’t stand it…”
Abruptly, Sami ceased her masturbating and dancing. As she neared him, Tony reached for the switchblade in his pants pocket, still ready for the little hellcat to kill him as soon as she’d fuck him. Suddenly, she straddled his hips and leaned down to kiss him on the mouth, plunging her tongue between his lips fervently. He was truly taken aback at the feel of her warm young flesh all supple and soft in his grasp, at the sensation of her damp underwear burning through his pants leg.
Sami kissed him with all of the enthusiasm and clumsiness of her youth. The feeling was contagious. She made him as horny as a teenager in boarding school. Why did she waste herself on idiots like Austin Reed and Lucas Roberts and Brandon Walker, fools who did not appreciate her talents and brains and sexiness? They always wanted to change her into some little nun, make her into something she wasn’t. But he wanted to bring out the best in her. Yes, she could be manipulative and deceitful and cruel, all assets that would serve the DiMera empire brilliantly. He wanted not only her body but her mind. If only she would see that they were well matched…
As much as he was enjoying the blonde straddled on his lap, he knew that she was up to something. This was all going entirely too easily and too fast.
Suspiciously and with some effort, he pulled her hands away from his face and escaped her hungry mouth.
“What’s wrong?” she asked with wide innocent blue eyes.
“Sami, I don’t mind it when people accuse me of being perverse and insane because they’re undoubtedly right,” he said calmly. “But when people think that I’m stupid, I become bitterly offended.”
“I don’t think you’re stupid, Tony…”
“You think all you have to do is kiss me and bat those eyes at me and I will be so easily taken in? Don’t forget that I’m on to you, Sami. You can’t play your tricks on me because I’ve played all of your games and I’m better at them…”
“I know that,” Sami admitted. “You’re a brilliant man, even if you can be demented. I’m not stupid enough to try to fool you, Tony. I’m just blown away by how sexy I’m finding you right now…”
Before Tony could say anything, Sami continued.
“I had no idea you were so kinky. How did you know that bondage games turn me on more than anything else?” she asked with a mischievous smile, her eyes aflame.
“Oh, stop your lying, Sami! You are so transparent!”
“I’m not lying,” she protested, looking hurt. “I begged Austin and Lucas time and again to tie me up, but they were always so awkward. I could tell they never liked it. They were always worried they’d hurt me or offend me somehow. It was horrible and weird. But someone so masterful like you, someone so dominating! I bet you really know how to do it!”
Tony almost snorted with mirth.
“Please, Sami…I can’t stand this much more…”
“You don’t believe me, Tony? Feel me up.”
Sami took his hand and slipped it under her panties. Straddled upon him as she was, she was completely open and accessible to his touch. And she was indeed all hot and creamy, no doubt about it. Then she took his other hand and pressed it to her breast.
“A girl can’t get much more turned on than this.”
Her nipple was as hard as a pebble under her bra.
Of course, the poor girl wanted him dreadfully. She must have instinctively known that he could give her more pleasure than she had ever received from those bonehead boyfriends of hers. And he could not resist her charms.
“Well, I should have known,” Tony said, pinching at her nipple naughtily with a lazy smile. “You’ve always been such a passionate creature.”
“Fuck me, Tony, right now! Please!”
Unable to help himself, Tony attacked her, kissing her like a randy teenager.
“Not here on this chair…” Sami protested. “It’s so uncomfortable…”
“I’ll take you to the bedroom. I have a big four-poster bed with red satin sheets. You’ll love it…” Tony gasped, his pants straining with his large erection.
“No, no…I don’t want to wait that long…” she insisted, pointing at a nearby gray metal table across the room with several sex toys and such on it. “Over there…now, Tony, now…”
Tony was not wild about the idea, but she was so hot for him. The moment was so good that he could not bear to ruin it. The nearby gray metal table would have to suffice.
“What are you going to do to me, Tony?” she asked breathlessly as he lifted her up, her thighs still wrapped about his waist, and placed her down upon the table. “Are you going to spank me? I’ve been such a bad girl.”
“Ah, Sami! You are a woman after my own heart! So submissive…you make my mouth water…”
Overwhelmed with her passion, Tony allowed her to stroke him through his pants.
“Oh, Tony! I’m so horny! We can play out games later. Let me suck you off! I want to taste your cock right here…right now…”
As Tony reached for his fly, his hands were shaking with anticipation.
Before he even realized what had happened, Sami shimmied out from underneath him, reached for a flogger that had been lying on the floor by the table, and slashed it brutally across his face, drawing blood and nearly blinding him. He howled in pain, reaching up for his injured cheek.
“Ha! Mr. Genius!” she taunted. “You think you’re so brilliant but you still think with your dick just like any other man, falling for the oldest trick in the book!”
Cruelly, she slashed at him again with the whip, causing him to fall to the floor with a crash. Then she grabbed one of his wrists, using a pair of nearby manacles to chain him his wrist to the gray metal table leg.
“Jeez, Tony. This was way too easy. I have to say I’m disappointed in you…”
“You fucking bitch! I’m going to scar!”
“Oh, you’re breaking my heart! You sick cocksucker!”
She backhanded him across the face hard before chaining his other wrist to the table, leaving both of his arms stretched over his head.
Tony furiously strained against his bonds, kicking and screaming, but he knew it was no use. After all, he had ordered those manacles himself and knew how strong they were. He didn’t know what was worse, the pain of his physical agony or the humiliation of being bested by the likes of Sami Brady.
“You know that you won’t be able to escape, you stupid bitch!” he snapped. “Bart and my men are right outside this door.”
Whether out of stubbornness or stupidity, Sami ignored his warning.
“You have been very bad, Tony DiMera. Very bad. And you should have been punished a long time ago.”
Reaching for a long threatening looking scalpel, she held it at his throat. Why had he left all of those toys and torture devices out in plain reach? Was he really so foolhardy? Apparently so. Now the bitch would probably kill him.
“After all of the crap you’ve pulled on me these last few years, don’t think I have any qualms about using this, Tony! Now are you going to be a good boy and do as I say?”
“Fuck you!”
He was rewarded with a bitch slap. Cruelly, she aimed her blow right at his injured cheek.
“Wrong answer,” she taunted sweetly. “There are so many ways I want to torture you, Tony, I don’t even know where to start!”
She looked about the room greedily, taking in all of the weird paraphernalia.
“I ought to take one of those floggers and shove it right up that snobby ass of yours, DiMera. And then make you eat what’s on the end of it!”
“You fucking bitch!” he snarled. “You damned whore!”
“Oh, you have such a smooth and elegant way with the ladies, Count…” she laughed as she sidled out of her panties, now completely naked. “You’re really sweeping me off my feet with the sweet talk. Don’t worry, DiMera. That punishment is too gross, even for you!”
Tony could barely take in what she was saying. He was too distracted by the lush body on display before him.
“The truth is that, as sick as all this is, I’m so turned on right now that I can’t see straight. So you’re going to be my sex slave, Tony, and do exactly as I say. I’m going to sit on your face, Tony, and you’re going to eat out my pussy and make me come good and hard. And play nice because I’ll have this scalpel aimed right for your cock.”
For good measure, she unzipped his fly so that his erect penis was bare to her gaze and the scalpel. Was it his imagination or did her eyes widen as she saw the size of his cock?
“Now, DiMera, why don’t you put that nasty tongue of yours to good use?”
She straddled his face and shoved her pussy upon his mouth. The scent and taste of her was addictive. He wanted to drown in her copious cunt juice. It had been a while since he had performed oral sex upon a woman. Usually, the women were sucking him off, not vice versa. Even so, he used all of his skills at his disposal. He may not have been one of her buff young underwear models, but he did have years of technique and experience with making women drool. Trapped as he was, he still felt somewhat in control as he licked and nibbled and teased her pussy, tickling her clit with the tip of his tongue, making her scream and squeal and wiggle about. Repeatedly, he would bring her right to the edge just to stop and leave her hanging.
“Make me come, damn you!” she yelled in frustration.
Obeying, he worried her clit between his teeth, bathing it with his tongue at the same time. This sent her over the edge. With a deep guttural moan, she came with one violent shiver after another, nearly strangling him as her thighs clenched up spasmodically.
Panting, she crawled off of him with an effort.
He couldn’t help but swell up from pride to see her all disheveled and sweaty. It seemed he had not lost his touch.
“I should just leave you here with a bad case of blue balls, DiMera,” she gasped, still panting for air. “But today’s your lucky day…”
Without further explanation, she crawled down upon him, impaling herself upon his hard cock and meowing with pleasure as she bucked against him, her hungry young cunt sucking away at him.
Christ, was this what heaven felt like?
“If you come without my permission, you’ll get a nice pretty scar on the other cheek! And you know I’ll do it, don’t you?” she gasped, still out of breath.
“Yes, Sami.”
“Yes, what?” she threatened, lifting the scalpel against his face.
“Yes, Mistress.”
And what a beautiful cruel mistress she was atop him with her streaming blonde curls and bouncing breasts…
“Such a good little boy. You’re so good that I’ll ride your cock like a fucking stallion.”
And she made good on her word, thrusting up and down furiously on his cock as she rubbed at her clit with eager fingers. She came once, twice, three times, squeezing him with her internal muscles, driving him to madness. Christ, he had never seen such an insatiable woman!
Tony eventually lost count of all the time she must have come, but he felt his own control only hanging by a slender thread.
“Okay, you sorry motherfucking pig, let me have it!”
She didn’t have to tell him twice.
He bucked up against her violently and repeatedly, shouting hoarsely, fucking away at her until he exploded into her with such an intense gush that he thought he saw stars.
Even afterwards, Sami was not done with him.
She leaned over, took him in her mouth and worked at him like a vampire until every last bit of cum had been sucked out of him. He was utterly spent…and slightly delirious…
The room seemed to be spinning.
“Wow, Tony! That was the best!” Sami gasped, a breathless smile on her face. “I feel like I’m going to faint…”
Apparently a good hard fuck had made her metamorphose from a she-devil into a sweet little girl in seconds. She laid down beside him, snuggling close, nuzzling her face into his chest.
And everyone thought he was crazy!
“Boss, is the coast clear yet?”
Ah, the plot thickened. It was Bart at the door. For once, he was glad that Bart had disobeyed his orders.
“Oh, my God, Boss! I don’t believe this! That bitch!”
Bart grabbed at Sami, pulling her naked body off of his shackled employer.
“Let go of me!” she complained in a huff.
“I told you that Sami Brady would be trouble,” Bart warned. “She always is! What do you want me to do to her, Boss? Torture her? Kill her? What?”
Tony couldn’t handle so many complicated decisions. He felt as if Sami had sucked out his brains along with his cum.
“The Guest Suite, Bart…with satin sheets…” he rasped.
“What?!”
“Make sure she has…everything she needs…”
Tony closed his eyes, feeling his senses fall into a peaceful state of oblivion.
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