The Padded Room

The Padded Room
By: Angel1308 (elvinatattle@yahoo.com)

"Cold Turkey" not the words most addicts want to hear, but for Simon they were the only words he lived for. Simon enjoyed it. The long stomach wrenching nights. The nights sweat felt like spiders crawling all over your body. The nights your stomach felt as though it would collapse upon itself, if only there was something that could spew from it. This is what gave Simon a rush. It turned him on. After a week of cold-turkey, being horny was an understatement!

Simon got himself addicted to all sorts of drugs. Heroin, Cocaine, LSD, Acid, you name it; he's done it, become addicted and cleaned up!

It gave him a sense of control. A sense of power, even fulfillment. Simon emanated self-control. His dark brown hair naturally lay perfect on his head. Women melted when he gazed at them with his ocean blue eyes. He always wore a tight black muscle top which displayed his athletic build and toned upper body. He hid his tight ass in loose blue jeans and displayed confidence with every stride.

Right now, however, Simon was lying in a puddle of his own sweat, shivering and feeling unusually satisfied. The room was dark and only a slit of light penetrated from under the door. The past month Simon was heavily addicted to heroin, and he'd been going cold- turkey for five days now. His friend Trent was kind enough to let him use the spare room in his apartment. Lucky for Simon, when his week was over, "Club Bounce" would be the first place he would visit, which was down the block from Trent's place.

Simon felt the last of his hunger for the Heroin leave his body and felt a new hunger emerge! Sweat dripped from his skin and his shaft was rock hard. He stroked it gently and whispered, "Soon boy." His body was raging. He needed to release the pressure. His head pounded as he got up from the bed. He edged his way to the door in the darkness. His stomach churned and he felt extremely weak, but he was going to fuck tonight!

Simon banged on the door twice.

"You done?" he heard Trent's voice on the other side.

"Yeah, just let me out will you! I need a good Fuck!!"

Click! Light flooded the room. Simon shielded his eyes as he stepped out of the room into Trent's apartment.

The drum and bass beats in "Club Bounce" was deafening. The music throbbed through Simon's body, causing his urge to become stronger. "So who's the lucky girl?" he whispered to himself.

He scanned the sea of stoned and drunk party animals on the dance floor. He glanced over at the bar and there she was! He had made his choice, and made his way to the red-head at the bar.

She was perfect. Her hair cascaded down her petite bare shoulders, and lit up like fire every time the strobe light caught it. Simon was on fire! Her olive skin was flawless and her little black dress complimented her every curve. She had luscious, perky breasts. Simon just wanted to cup them in his hands and suckle her hard pink nipples. He wanted to grab her tight ass and thrust himself into her from behind. He wanted to push his hard cock into her cute little mouth and watch her cherry red lips move up and down his manhood. He wanted to feel her tongue tickle his mushroom head and push him over the edge. But first he had to make himself known to her!

He ran his middle finger down her spine slowly. She turned, her bright green eyes startled. Her mouth was open to comment, but when she laid her eyes on him, the sound was caught in her throat. Simon leaned towards her and whispered, "I want you" and ran his hand up her thigh and stopped just before he reached her center. She looked at him surprised, but smiled and motioned for them to move over to the dance floor.

They waded through the sea of people on the dance floor. They reach a clear spot, and the red - head started moving her hips to the beat of the music. She looked up at Simon and gave a sweet smile that displayed glistening white teeth. Her hips gyrated seductively and looked as though she had a few belly - dance lessons. Simon threw his arm around her small waist and drew her close. She continued making circular movements with her hips and rubbed up against him. He could feel his crotch swell at the touch of her hips. She turned, her back towards him and pushed her firm ass against his swelling member. Simon moved his hands up and down her stomach, briefly touching the bottom of her firm breasts.

"Do you want to go somewhere more private," he whispered in her ear.

"Upstairs." She nodded.

Simon followed the red-head up the stairs at the far end of the dance floor. She was obviously leading him to the chill room, where couples usually went to make-out. The room was dimly lit in blue, and big fluffy cushions were strewn all over the floor. The room was relatively deserted, except for a young blonde who lay passed out in the far corner.

The red-head held Simon's hand firmly in hers and tickled the back of his hand with her forefinger. She took Simon to the far corner and sat down next to the blonde. She glanced at the blonde and cocked an eye-brow in thought, but soon dismissed whatever she was thinking about and returned her attention to Simon.

Simon sat down next to the red-head, "Let's do this right. What's your name before we get down to business? I'm Simon."

"I'm Amber. Pleased to meet you." She answered in a melodic voice. Simon felt a shiver through his body at the sound of her voice. He placed his hand around her neck, entangled his fingers in her long silky hair and pulled her face towards his. Their lips touched briefly and his heart began to race.

They kissed, their lips wrestling with each other. He slipped his tongue in her mouth then withdrew hoping she'd return the gesture. She did. Her tongue was sweet and soft. They tongue wrestled for a while, then Simon slid his free hand down her chest onto her breast. He squeezed her firm jugs gently alternating between the two. His hand continued its course down her stomach and onto her thigh. He rubbed his hand up and down her thigh, concluding that she worked out regularly. He slipped his hand under her dress and worked his hand up her inner thigh till he reached the center of her legs. No underwear, he noticed. She responded to his touch by pushing her tongue further into his mouth. Simon caressed the lips of her clean shaven pussy then parted them with his forefinger. She was wet, warm and inviting. He felt for her clit and rubbed it firmly, then slid his middle finger into her tight tunnel. Amber started moving her hips urging Simon not to stop. Simon slid a second finger into her hole and could feel the walls of her pussy contract and relax around his fingers.

Amber slid her hand down Simon's chest and undid his jeans. She slipped her hand inside his boxers and firmly gripped his fully erect shaft in her small hand. She stroked him slowly up and down, causing it to throb with excitement. She let go of his throbbing member and jerked his jeans off, along with his boxers. She sat on her haunches in front of Simon and slipped his cock into her mouth and swirled her tongue around his mushroom head. Simon let out a small moan and thought to himself, "The girl's got talent!"

Simon grabbed a handful of Amber's fiery hair as her head bobbed up and down his pulsating member. He opened his eyes and looked down at her. His dick completely disappeared in her mouth every time her head went down. He noticed that she was fondling herself while she sucked him. She twisted her rock hard nipples then slid her fingers down into herself.

Simon could feel himself on the verge of cuming, so he pulled Amber up and put her on the cushions. He knelt in front of her and submerged his face in her already dripping pussy. He flicked his tongue up and down her clit, feeling her arching her back at the pleasure he gave her. He pushed his tongue into her hole and then pulled out, messaging the opening with the tip of his tongue. He continued licking her clit at varying speeds until he could feel Amber's body tensing in preparation for orgasm. He flicked his tongue faster and faster till she finally exploded. She let out a small yelp and was breathing heavily.

He turned her over onto her stomach, and penetrated her from behind. She moaned loudly, "You're a big one, aren't you!" she exclaimed. Simon's ego was boosted ten fold and he proceeded to thrust into Amber's petite body as though there were no tomorrow. He grabbed her above the hips and guided her body toward him every time he thrust into her. She was tight and warm, he felt the walls of her vagina pulsating against his member. He thrust into her, then pulled out slightly, toying with her opening with his mushroom head, then thrust into her deep and hard.

The blonde next to them stirred as Amber moaned loudly as Simon thrusted deeper and deeper into her. She lifted her head, opened her eyes and witnessed the pleasurable act in front of her. Simon grabbed a handful of Amber's hair and said, "Kiss her!"

The blonde obliged and passionately kissed Amber. The blonde fondled herself, and took Amber's hand into hers and pressed it against her vagina. Amber moved aside the tiny hot-pants the girl was wearing and slid her fingers into her pussy. This excited Simon extremely and he felt himself reaching climax. He quickly pulled out of Amber and motioned for the girls to bring their faces to his throbbing member. The girls took turns sucking him until he could no longer control himself.

Simon squirted his semen all over the girls' faces, feeling unimaginable satisfaction. He let out a soft moan as the last of sperm squirted from his shaft. Amber proceeded to lick the sperm of the blonde girl's cheek and she followed suit.

The two girls fondled and kissed each other as Simon watched, recovering from the effects of his orgasm. Just then, Trent walked into the chill room. "Aah, is that where you are, Simon?"

"Trent!" Simon replied calmly, "these girls are quite generous if you'd like to join them."

"Rather not, you know how I am about sharing." He answered rather absent mindedly.

Simon started doing up his pants as Amber and the little blonde let out a slight giggle. Amber turned to Simon and asked "who's your friend?"

"He's not interested." Simon commented while preparing to leave the two girls to their frolicking.

"Is he gay?" Amber said with a hint of disgust in her voice. "No!" Trent replied, hurt.

"Look, ladies it was fun, but my friend and I have to leave now, we have some urgent matters to attend to." Simon stated matter- of- factly.

"Like snorting coke, or sticking some filthy syringe into your arm? Then cleaning up and finding some bitch to fuck?" Amber scowled at Simon.

Simon face was shocked. The only other person that knew about what he did was Trent. Amber moved closer to Simon and whispered in his ear, "now you do my biding, since I have done yours."

She took Simon by the hand and led him outside the club. There was a black limo standing in the street and Amber motioned for Simon to get in. Simon was puzzled but got into the luxurious limo, and noted that the window to the driver had been closed. Amber sat down next to him, closed the door and tapped on the driver's window. The limo pulled away from the club, made a series of turn then cruised down a deserted road.

"Where are we going and what exactly is your bidding?" Simon enquired from Amber.

"You'll see" she replied softly with a slight grin on her face. She opened a compartment on the far side of the limo and retrieved a small oak box. She opened it and inside was a square glass sheet, a rectangular piece of metal, and a small glass box with white powder inside.

"Would you like some?" Amber offered Simon.

Simon looked skeptically at the contents of the box, then, accepted it as his resolution crumbled. He couldn't wait to have a sniff.

"This is Good, where did you get this?" Simon asked, slowly dropping into a trance.

His head was floating and his body was tingling all over. He could not believe how good he felt. He felt unbelievably happy. He did not even notice the length of the trip that they had taken. It was almost two hours after they had left the club, when they reached their destination. He did not care that he just left Trent at the club.

The limo came to a halt in front of a large mansion. Black marble steps led up to enormous, arched mahogany doors. The door handles were wrought iron and unusually shaped. Amber elegantly got out of the car and grabbed Simon by the wrist to help him out. She led him to the door and pushed it open with a certain amount of effort. The door opened to a large hall, furnished with armored statues and large antique weapons. Simon was unaware of his surroundings and reveled in his euphoric state of mind.

Amber led him down the hall passed as series of closed doors to the last door at the darkest end of the hall. She turned the handle, and opened the door to a white padded room and pushed Simon into the room. Without resistance Simon stepped into the room and waited for Amber to follow, but, she didn't. Instead, she closed the door behind him and locked it. Simon was briefly stunned but fell back in to his state of ecstasy and promptly passed out on the floor.

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The room was brightly lit with fluorescent light, when Simon finally opened his eyes. His eyes felt swollen and burned from the glare of the light. His head was throbbing intensely. Instinctively he tried to massage his temples but discovered that his arms and legs were bound to what seemed to be an operating table. He looked around and noticed he was in some sort of operating room. He noticed the utensils used for surgery on a metal table on the far side of the room and I.V. stand on his left.

Suddenly the metal door on his right swung open. The blonde from the night before entered the room and slowly closed the door. She made her way over to Simon with a menacing grin on her face. She wore a skimpy nurse's uniform which exposed her cleavage and hugged her voluptuous body tightly. Simon realized that the cocaine Amber had given him, had withdrawn from his body, leaving him inexplicable horny as usual. The sight of the blonde naturally aroused him, and he realized he was naked.

The blonde noticed Simon's erection and her smile grew wider, her soft blue eyes filled with excitement. "You know, I didn't really get a chance to ride you last night. You were so busy with Amber that I Had to satisfy myself with Amber's fingertips and tongue. She was good, I'll give her that much, but I want a big hard cock! Just like this one!" She stroked Simon's tool gently putting it at full erection.

With her free hand, she unbuttoned her uniform, revealing her full bosom and her clean shaven punani. She lowered her head and took Simon's shaft into her mouth before he could protest and ask questions she was not willing to answer.

Simon's mind was no longer in control. He moaned as the blonde's tongue swirled over his dick. He was enjoying it. She got up onto the table and straddled him. He felt the wetness of her pussy on his stomach as she shifted toward his face. She lifted herself slightly and sat on his face. Her smell drove him crazy, and he pushed his tongue into her hole. She moaned softly and rotated her hips moving her wet pussy-lips over his mouth. She shifted back and guided his rock-hard cock into her cunt. He felt her warmth, and her vaginal walls were throbbing against his tool. She rode him like a horse, shifting slightly forward then pushing down hard. She worked his cock with her pussy, contracting the walls of her vagina urging him to spill. She let out a moan, and her body quivered as she reached her climax. Simon exploded!

As the blonde climbed down from the table, and redressed herself, Amber opened the door and walked in. "Did you enjoy yourself, Cindy?" She asked the blonde, and without waiting for an answer she looked at Simon quizzically.

"What the fuck's going on here? Where am I? What the fuck are you doing, bitch?" Simon yelled at Amber.

"Here's something for you to relax." Amber held up a syringe, and stuck into a small ampoule labeled "Morphine". She slapped Simon's arm to get a vein and injected him with a small dose. Simon instantly fell into a cloud of fog and every thing around him felt like a dream.

In the distance he heard Amber's voice. "That will keep him docile for a while. Cindy, I want you to take him back to his room. When he wakes up, leave him there to sweat it out for a bit. Don't give him any more drugs for a couple of days then bring him to me."

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When Simon recovered from his dose of morphine he was back in the padded room. He could tell it was dark outside from the small window at the edge of the room. He wondered what the hell Amber was up to. Why was she keeping him in this room? Further more, what were her plans for him? He wished he could just go back home. He did not appreciate being forced to go cold-turkey for some-one else's amusement.

He paced up and down the padded floor, trying to find a solution to his detainment. He found himself feeling oddly claustrophobic. Maybe it was just the withdrawal of the morphine, but with each passing moment, the room seemed smaller and smaller. He moved towards the door and banged on the small pane of glass that looked into the passage beyond.

"Let me out you bitch!" He yelled hoping that Amber could hear him. "You have no right to hold me here against my will!" He kept banging at the door without success and finally collapsed in a heap next to the door. "Why is she doing this to me?" he thought to himself, "I gave her pleasure, didn't I?"

Then, he heard the grating sound of the door being unlocked. It swung open and Trent stood in the passage. Simon leaped to his feet, relieved to see his friend.

"Fuck, am I glad to see you!"

Trent, however, didn't seem to share Simon's feelings. "C'mon, I have to take you to see Amber!"

"What?" Simon protested. "You can't be serious. What the fuck's going on here Trent?"

"You're her property now!" Trent Replied impatiently and grabbed Simon's arm and led him down the passage, up the stairs and down the passage towards Amber's room. Simon resisted all the way, trying desperately to free himself from Trent's amazingly tight grip. Trent pushed open the door of Amber's bedroom and shoved Simon through the doorway. Simon fell to his knees in front of a large bed covered in red satin sheets.

Amber was sprawled on the bed, in a transparent red chiffon gown. "I see you're back to normal, Simon. Thanks Trent, please close the door and come sit down next to me."

"I demand to know what's going on here!" Simon screamed as he rose to his feet.

"If, you'd just calm down I'd tell you." Amber replied calmly. "I own you now! You see, your friend Trent over here has been working for me for over five years now. His job is to find druggies like you and bring them to me. However he really has outdone himself this time. Usually, I clean them up and use them as my personal sex toys. Unfortunately, most of them lose their sex drive once the drugs leave their bodies. Then, I no longer have a use for them and get rid of them, since drugs are extremely expensive and to keep them stoned will cost me a fortune. You, on the other hand, only need to have a small dose and you'll fuck like a rabbit on Viagra."

"You eccentric Bitch! Trent how could you let her do this to me?" Simon yelled.

"It was not my intention Simon. I liked you, I really did! But, you crossed me that day you fucked my little sister, after one of your cold-turkey stunts!" Trent answered coldly.

"Enough reminiscing." Amber said sarcastically, sliding off the bed, her gown shifting to reveal her naked body. "Like I said, now you will do my bidding! I know you want to!" she said approaching Simon with a wicked smile on her face. Simon tried to back up to the door, but the flashes of flesh that peeped through Amber's gown was overpowering his mind. He had just come off the morphine and he was horny. He felt his cock swell.

Amber noticed Simon's erection, and grinned, "See!" She grabbed his crotch and massaged his balls. He felt his dick growing and tried to avert his mind from his situation. It was hopeless. His body craved relief. He had to fuck her, again and again if necessary.

Amber slid the gown off her naked body and motioned for Simon to join her on the bed. He followed her like a puppy. It was pathetic he thought to himself, but his body was not obeying his mind. She sat on all fours on the bed, and eyed Simon as he made his way to the bed. Her pussy was glistening and his fully erect phallus was ready to thrust deep and hard into her.

Simon pulled down his pants, and immediately penetrated her. He thrust hard and fast and Amber moaned. Trent, who was still in the room, undid his pants and stuck his cock in Amber's mouth. She smiled at him and sucked him hard. Simon thrusted deeply hoping to hurt Amber, but he only succeeded in causing his climax to come faster.

As Simon could no longer hold it in, he heard Trent grunt, and witnessed him spewing his jizz all over Amber's face. In the same instant Amber's pussy contracted and she came. Simon spewed his load into her convulsing pussy and let out a sigh of relief.

"Trent, take him back to his room!" Amber commanded suddenly.

Trent grabbed Simon by the arm and jerked him toward the door. He shoved him all the way down the stairs and threw him in the padded room at the end of the hall. Trent locked the door with a grating sound, and Simon lay in a heap in the middle of the floor.

"I'm not addicted to drugs, I'm addicted to sex!" He silently realized.

The End.