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Bittersweet	By : TaimaMarie Category: Reality TV > Jackass Views: 2004 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Bam Margera, Ryan Dunn, Ville Valo, Raab, Dico, or any other celebrity mentioned. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Bam felt his heart thudding in his chest as he followed the young woman upstairs. Something inside her seemed to have changed. She was walking with her back straight, her steps confident, and her hips swinging in a way that was both seductive and terrifying.

The mud slid off his skin and onto the carpet as he stepped onto each stair. Suddenly, Helena turned around, her lips curling into a wicked grin.

“Now you’re getting the carpets dirty. You are being a bad boy today, aren’t you, darling?”

“Yes,” he said boldly. “I am. What are you going to do about it?”

Her eyes narrowed, and the glare that she gave him was almost enough to send shivers down his spine. Bam stood his ground though. It would never do to let her know that she was winning this game. He almost smiled when he realized that he was winning, and he didn’t even know the rules.

“You’ll see,” she whispered darkly. Bam willed himself not to gulp. They continued on to the bedroom they shared. Once he had entered the room, she turned and closed the door, leaning against it, eyeing him the way one does a fresh piece of meat at the market.
“Take off your clothes.”

“What?”

“Take. Off. Your. Clothes,” Lenny said slowly, annunciating. He peeled off his muddy shirt, toed off his shoes and socks, shucked out of his jeans. He removed his boxers last. Helena instructed him to put the filthy pile in the bathroom, on the floor next to the hamper.

His arms were still coated with muck. It clung in his hair and on his face. Lenny wrinkled her nose as she took in the sight of the man she loved. Wordlessly, she pointed to the shower. Silently, Bam did as he was told and climbed in, letting the steaming water wash away everything that was covering him.

When he was clean, Bam made his way back to his bedroom. He lay down on the bed, suspicious of the fact that Lenny wasn’t already there waiting for him. Gingerly, he folded his hands behind his head.

And there she was. Wearing a sheer black negligee and a matching thong. That wasn’t the thing that struck him the most though. Nor was it the way she had combed her black hair to fall almost in her eyes, the mud was gone from her face. It wasn’t the way her legs seemed to go on for miles and miles.

The thing that made Bam’s breath catch in his throat was the whip. The black leather whip she was holding in one hand, resting against her thigh. Her eyes seemed to glow as she surveyed him.

“I don’t like the fact that you can move.” Lenny said out loud. It was her voice, and yet it wasn’t. This voice was colder, smoother, like cool silk. He swallowed.

“What are you going to do?” it wasn’t flippant, it wasn’t almost scared. She smiled then, and it would have been tender if she hadn’t cracked the whip at just that moment, making him jump almost out of his skin.

“Tie you down. What else?” Helena crawled across the bed to kiss him sweetly on the mouth.
“Don’t be frightened of me.”

“I’m not,” he promised. She crawled onto him, straddling his hips. Before he knew what she was doing, her small hands had pulled his from behind his head. The clink of handcuffs sent shivers down the skater’s spine.

When had she gotten those? And how long had she been hiding them from him.

“A present from Ville,” she whispered breathily in his ear, as though reading his mind. “He said he thought I would find a good use for them. Don’t you agree that I have?”

Bam didn’t respond as she turned around, still straddling him, her back to his face. He heard two more clinks. His ankles and wrists were bound to the headboard. Lenny spun back again, a satisfied smile on her face.

“Helena?”

“Shh,” she pressed a finger to his lips. “Don’t speak. I need to be able to concentrate.” And she slipped off of his body. He knew she was retrieving the whip. He closed his eyes tightly.
“I have to punish you.” Her voice was apologetic.

“I know,” Oh God, he was whimpering. Was it from lust? He knew the pain was coming, but his cock was rock hard between his legs. Yeah, it must be lust. It had to be the lust.

Though Bam had tried to prepare himself, the crack of the whip against his flesh sent red hot flares of pain into his eyes. He cried out, arched upwards. She was lashing him across his knees.

Harshly, wordlessly, she moved up to his hips, careful to avoid his dick. Three quick lashes there, enough to turn his skin red, but not enough to draw blood. And then his chest. Five lashes there. Bam was groaning loudly with every movement of her arm.

When she was done, Lenny laid the whip down on the nightstand. Bam noticed that she was shaking. Her eye gleamed with what looked like a mixture of lust and—was that sorrow?

It must have been. She dropped next to him on the bed and gently kissed every welt on his body. He felt her tears falling, hot and salty, stinging his flesh.

“I hate hurting you,” she whispered.

“I don’t,” Bam said just as softly. “I love it when you get like this. I love this other side of you. You ought to let this out more!”

“Oh, shush,” her cheeks grew pink and she reached up and released his wrists. She made short work of the cuffs around his ankles. Bam sat up and looked at her, kneeling on the bed.

“Come here,” he opened his arms. But instead of holding her against his chest like some part of him wanted to, he gripped her tightly and kissed her hard enough that it hurt.
“You make the pain delicious.” He hissed, reaching for the hem of the black sheer cock teasing garment she was wearing. He ripped it above her head and bent to go for her breasts.

He nipped her nipples, making her yelp. He smirked against her flesh before tearing off the thong. How strange she must feel, now that her little power play was being turned on her. Before she could understand what was happening, Bam had flipped her over onto her stomach.

Gripping her small wrists in one hand, he pulled her hips up in the air. Lenny was on her knees now, her face pressed into the mattress. She whimpered as she felt Bam sit up, get up on his own knees.

Without warning, he thrusted into her. Her pussy was hot, wet, and it almost made him melt. He snapped his hips, hard and fast, hearing her cry out beneath him, muffled by the comforter on their bed.

They were both so wound up that it didn’t take long. A few rough thrusts and he felt her contracting around him. Bam spilled into her before rolling and collapsing. His girlfriend didn’t move from her position.

“Helena, come here.” He demanded. Meekly, she crawled over. She waited a minute, looking for the next cue. Bam held out his arms. Gratefully, Lenny fell into them, curling against his chest. He held her tightly, stroking her hair back from her face.
“Did I hurt you?”

“No,” she said, her face pressed into his neck. She was overwhelmed. It had been too much for her, Bam realized as he felt her tears on his neck again. He rubbed her back and kissed her head.

“Don’t cry,”

“I love you,” she gasped out.

“I love you, too.”
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