Train the Dog:

Simone’s Notes:

It should be noted that for bottoms who are not submissive, the bottom is most often the partner who is giving instructions—the top typically tops when, and in the manner, requested by the bottom. Failure to choose a trustworthy top can be very dangerous, and even a trustworthy but overzealous top can inflict severe pain or injury by failing to pay attention to the bottom. In BDSM sex, some partners switch roles from one encounter to the other, depending on mood and preference, a practice known as switching.

*Alex*

“Please Edward,” I pleaded in a hoarse whisper to my pillow below. “Please let me go. You got what you wanted from me. Have mercy on me!” My words only fell on deaf ears. The lovely fiend just lightly stroked me on my bare back. That told me he wasn’t taking no for an answer tonight. This was the fourth time that he came to me hungry. This was beginning to become a disturbing new normal. I didn’t like it at all. But what can I say to him? I might as well be begging to a wall. Fear shot through me again. “Oh no!” I thought in terror. “He wants more! Why can’t he just leave and let me rest?

*Earlier Tonight*

I couldn’t sleep as usual lately. I just cant’ wash Edward from my skin. He’s getting to me quickly. I keep thinking that he’s following me everywhere, watching everything I do. I had to try and censor my thoughts because I was afraid that Edward could read them from far away. I couldn’t focus well in school. I was really a nervous mess now. Allen is starting to notice that something is wrong with me.

“Alex,” he was starting to say more often. “Is there something wrong? Do you need to see doctor?” I would freak out at that question. What could I tell him? Some older boy who might be a demon raped me and now I think he’s stalking me? He would think I’m crazy or something. So, I just shake my head and walk away before he can keep questioning me. I could feel those eyes of concern on my back. I shiver every time I even think about him looking at me like that. But now, I have greater things to worry about.

I was just lying there waiting for Edward. I just know he’s going to come for me and have his way with me. I just knew it. The feeling in my throat just wouldn’t leave. Oh crap, how I wish I was wrong. And sure enough, there came a knock on my window. I didn’t want to look down, but I did. Edward was right at my window waiting for me. He was grinning at me sickly and looked hungry for action. The lovely fiend was signaling me to the window for him. I didn’t want to, but I did so anyway out of fear. He climbed in quickly and pinned me down on my back. I was looking at him frightened. Edward was smirking at me like I was a piece of roast veal. I didn’t want to know what he was thinking right now.

“Oh good!” he said in lustful tone to me. “You’re awake!” I looked at him as if he was going to rip my heart out of my chest and eat it slowly as I died under him. Edward smiled at me in a false kindness. He put his hands to my shirt. I instantly felt violated. “Please don’t rape me!” I thought over and over again in my mind.

“Rape?” Edward asked as if I had offended him. “Why would I rape you? You seemed to enjoy it the last time.” He knew that I knew that he was lying. I never enjoyed what he did to me the last time. But what could I say? He still wouldn’t listen and I’m afraid of what he’ll do if I try to argue back. So I just lied there and nodded. He smirked at me coldly. He lightly stroked my hair with his other hand.

“Good boy!” he said to me softly. Then, Edward leaned down and lightly kissed me on the lips. I froze in fear and a strange tenderness. He’s doing it again. He’s making me relax so that he can have his with me. And sadly, it’s working. I suddenly feel so safe under his care. I know I’m not supposed to, but I do. I feel… that I can trust Edward to protect me when I am in danger. I might… even love him. I don’t know. I just don’t know what to think anymore. Edward has really messed up my mind.

He just kept kissing on me. While Edward did so, he slowly slid off my shirt. Usually, I would feel fear when he touched me. But tonight, I felt slightly… relaxed. I was unconsciously letting down my defenses for him. I wasn’t supposed to. I should have been fighting back. But yet, I was letting him do with me as he pleased. What was wrong with me? Why was I letting him do so and not fighting him off? Was he finally winning me over at last?

“That’s my good pet!” Edward said to me in my mind. “I am training you well.” Then he began sliding off my pants. I was really startled there. What did he mean training me? I just couldn’t understand him at all. I wanted to question him. But I was both afraid and enamored by him not to ask. I just felt myself smiling at him like a little child. Edward just kissed me again as he lightly stroked my hair. Then, he grabbed a hold of my boxers and slowly slid those off as well. He had won me over now. I was his little pet. He could do anything he wanted to me and I had to agree with him and let him do it without saying a single word. And oddly, I was proud to be so now. Edward really won me over.

I had no idea when he had stripped himself down as well. But the next thing I remember was being flipped over on my stomach and him entering into me from behind. He began riding me like a wild animal being broken in. It just felt strange to me. But I couldn’t speak against him. I was afraid of him, but yet I loved him. I was strangely enjoying this. But I was confused again. Were these really my thoughts? Or was he putting them in my head as a way of him controlling me even more? Am I really enjoying this? Or he was making think that I am? I can’t tell anymore. I was more confused by my own questions. Edward just lightly rubbed my back.

“Don’t worry yourself with such non-sense, my little pet!” he ordered me in my head. “Pets are not to ask questions. They just go with the whole ride.” Then he sped up in me. I could feel his nails digging in deep in my shoulders. I gasped out in pain in my pillow. That was like a cold shower to me. I suddenly didn’t want this. I didn’t want this with him anymore. I wanted him off of me. I wanted him to go away and leave me alone. I just wanted to sleep peacefully for once without any fears or nightmares of him. I tried to say so, but Edward pinned my head to the pillow to silence me.

“Quiet pet!” he hissed in my head. “Quiet and enjoy this ride!” Edward began thrusting into me even harder. The pressure at my neck only made it worse. I began to choke. Edward slowly let up on me. I began to slowly breathe easily again. Edward seemed to be enjoying me suffering. Because now, he was biting into my back violently. I cried out softly in my pillow. The lovely fiend seemed to be trying to calm me down again by licking away the pain he had caused. There it was again. The whole cycle was starting again. First sweetness, then the dirt, then the pain, the healing, and repeat. I used to not feel pain from it. But now, it only hurts worse. Tears of pain finally escaped from my eyes. I kept wishing the whole that it would all end tonight.

*Now*

But it didn’t. Edward had to go at me four times. Each round was much rougher and more brutal than the last. He seemed to recover quickly enough for one round after another. I on the other hand, was just dog-tired. My body was sore all over from the multiple bites and scratches on it. My shoulders were numb with pain. I felt as if I had been drained dry for blood. My pillow and sheets were all soaked with my tears and our sweat. I was just shuttering sickly. I wondered much more I could take from him.

“Please Edward,” I pleaded in a hoarse whisper to my pillow below. “Please let me go. You got what you wanted from me. Have mercy on me!” My words only fell on deaf ears. The lovely fiend just lightly stroked me on my bare back. That told me he wasn’t taking no for an answer tonight. This was the fourth time that he came to me hungry. This was beginning to become a disturbing new normal. I didn’t like it at all. But what can I say to him? I might as well be begging to a wall. Fear shot through me again. “Oh no!” I thought in terror. “He wants more! Why can’t he just leave and let me rest?

“Why should I?” Edward asked me in my head. “Where’s the fun in that? I’m going to work you until you are almost dead!” Then, he happily got his fifth addictive round with me. He just wouldn’t quit on me. Edward was grapping onto my shoulders once again and thrusting into me. My voice was too weak to cry out and beg for him to stop now. I just lied there and let him do as he pleased with me. I couldn’t make stop if I had the power to. I was just a pet and there was nothing I could do to change that.

When he was finally done with me, Edward knelt down and lightly kissed me on my sore back. I shuttered nervously at such a gesture. It was just as sick and ironic as he was. But yet, I felt better because he did so. I was confused yet again. The lovely fiend lightly licked up my back to my hot burning ear.

“Sleep well, my little pet!” he whispered to me coldly. Then, he lightly licked my on the ear once again. I shuttered sickly once again. He knew that I couldn’t anymore. Yet, he took in delight of telling me so. (Sick monster, huh? Now it’s easy to see I am afraid.) Then, Edward climbed off of me, got dressed, and climbed out the window. I was left alone in the dark naked on my stomach with fears, confusion, and sickness. Could things get any worse for me than they already?

*Outside*

Azrael was standing on a tree branch invisibly watching Alex. The incubus picked up on a high aura and trailed it all the way here. He had just seen Edward ride the boy like a wild horse being tamed. Azrael was examining the boy closely. Usually, he went for women. But tonight, the incubus liked what he saw. “It looks like we have a new little toy to play with!” he thought. “Aw, don’t worry little Alex! Azrael is here for you!” Then, the incubus disappeared into the night snickering to himself.