Nightmare before christmas | By : KrazyIvan Category: 1 through F > Chuck Views: 9539 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Notes: I am new to Chuck, but after seeing the show and all the chances that Sarah gave Shaw, even after he killed Chuck’s dad, I thought I would write this…I see it as a plausible situation so its AU from Santa Suite……
Sarah was really looking forward to spending her first Christmas as a full-fledged Bartowski. She had finished up all the last minute shopping she needed and was down in castle putting the finishing touches on her present for Chuck. After finishing up her shower, she went over and took a very small box from a shopping bag. She opened it up and put on the minuscule panties that were inside. The sides off panties were tied with string, and the suggestive message of "unwrap me" was written on the front. She complemented this with the equally suggestive bra that was tightly contoured to her firm breasts and finished the ensemble in a tight white tank top and black yoga pants, providing Chuck a nice little package to open later tonight. She had just hung up with Chuck and was making her way to the family dinner, when the door was suddenly opened, and she was pushed roughly inside.
"Did you miss me," he said as he locked the door behind him, sealing them inside.
"Shaw!"
"Merry Christmas," he said as swooped down and grabbed her.
She fought him but he put a rag on her mouth causing her to black out. Shaw had spent many nights in prison trying to plan his revenge on Sarah, and as he looked over her luscious body, he almost salivated with anticipation. Before he joined team Bartowski, Shaw had read her psych evaluation and learned that she had once been diagnosed with hypersexual tendencies, possibly as a response to post traumatic stress disorder. This was possibly the reason that Sarah always seemed to fall for her partners, a tendency that Shaw exploited to his advantage. He knew that Sarah felt defective and unworthy of Chuck, as those with hypersexual disorder typically have problems with intimacy as well as close relationships in general. This is mainly due to the deep-seated self-loathing, shame, and sense of unworthiness that often accompanies the disorder. They keep people at arm’s length emotionally, highly aware that they would likely be rejected if they revealed their true character.
With all these things in mind Shaw crafted a plan to exploit this situation once again, so he would be able to get his revenge for his wife. He knew that Chuck was her highest source of stress, and triggering that stress would cause her to snap. Sex addicts, like alcoholics, gamblers, and drug addicts, typically use sex as a way to alleviate stress and numb painful or unpleasant feelings. In some cases it does not involve other people, but when it does, the addict generally views the other person as nothing more than an object, and Shaw was happy to be that object. With his knowledge of castle’s security systems, he was able to focus all of the security cameras so they would be able to record all the action. He also managed to hack the television feeds in the store upstairs, and would be able to broadcast it topside, with the mere touch of a button.
When she came out of her black out, she found herself handcuffed and suspended from a hook above her head, her arms and legs were effectively immobilized.
"Well look who is awake. Nice to see you Sam," Shaw said as he looked her over.
"Don’t call me Sam! What do you want Shaw," she spat.
"I want my Christmas present Sam,” he said as he ogled her body.
“Go to hell!”
"Oh how sweet, still playing the devoted and satisfied wife?"
"I am satisfied," Sarah said defiantly.
“I know you Sam. The real you and all of those things you begged me to do to you,” Shaw said as he cupped her breasts and felt her hardened nipples.
“It’s not that cold in here Sam,” Shaw laughed, as he knew she was already responding.
Sarah saw his eyes and an illicit thrill flow through her body, it was the thrill of being dominated and one that she reserved only for him. Shaw came along at a point in her life when she was extremely depressed about not being able to have a normal relationship with Chuck, and sensing an opportunity to fell better, she took it. The relationship was purely sexual and hollow of any emotional meaning, as would be expected from someone with her affliction. Sexual addiction has nothing to do with love, intimacy, or emotional connection with another human being. Rather, it involves an uncontrollable craving for the euphoric high associated with the sexual fantasy or actual activity. Research suggests that this intense high is different than the normal pleasure non-addicts experience from sexual activity. The intense craving drives the addict to do whatever it takes to satisfy it.
Sarah needed to feel good and she surrendered herself to Shaw and allowed him to take control. In a world where you are constantly used as a weapon, there is a high when you allow someone to use you for pleasure, and Sarah relished the feeling she got when he would take her and use her as the source of that pleasure. She used him for her own pleasure as well, and though she would hate to admit it to herself, h gave her the best carnal pleasure she ever experienced.
As he stood in front of her she gazed up and down his body, stopping momentarily at the huge bulge created by his cock and involuntarily causing her to shivered at all those erotic memories when he took control of her and allowed her to experience pleasure only when he allowed it. She found the loss of control intoxicating and extremely gratifying, but she needed to refuse.
"I have never ..," was as far as she got before Shaw kissed her and forced his tongue into her mouth.
Sarah pulled her head back instantly and spit on him as he pulled away.
"Don't touch me," she barked.
"Do you remember New York? When you came to my apartment and begged me to fuck you," Shaw said as he let his hand slide down her chest.
"That was different! I wasn’t together with Chuck," Sarah said as she recoiled from his touch.
"Do still think about it? I bet you do," he said as he moved his hand underneath the waistband of her yoga pants and rubbed her pussy through her panties.
"Stop it Shaw no!" She screamed as his fingers slipped under her panties and into her moist pussy.
"I see that you have missed me Sam. I know you remember those 3 days in my apartment," Shaw said with arrogance as his fingers began to slide in and out of her.
"Does Chuck know about all of your spots? Like this one," he said as he twisted his fingers inside of her.
"No Shaw don't make me...uhhhh."
Sarah inhaled deeply as pleasure raged through he body. She tried to resist, but he was very familiar with her body, and knew her hot spots. She had always been sensitive in that specific region, as Shaw discovered in New York, and now he was using it to torture her with pleasure. He knew he had her when her pussy constricted around his fingers and felt her moisture deluge his hand. Sarah's knees buckled when he continued to manipulate her, and tried hard to suppress the moan that signaled her release.
He pulled down her pants, exposing the underwater she specifically wore for Chuck.
"Well look at this," Shaw laughed as he read the message on her panties.
"Oh I will," he said.
"No Shaw that's not for youuuu...," she moaned as his fingers slid back inside of her.
“I’m going to make you beg me to fuck you tonight Sam,” he said.
“No…ah…god…please,” Sarah moaned.
"That's it Sam. Just like New York, when we went to dinner and I had my hand inside of you in the restaurant. I know you remember."
"Please..no..don't make me ...," she cried as her pleasure was building.
"I know you remember what happened next," he said.
"Please no more...I can't..ogghh."
"We were in the back of the restaurant and when nobody could see me," he said as he continue to slowly finger her.
"I slid below the table and ate you for dessert.”
He saw her close her eyes and knew that she was close to breaking, but he still needed to push her. Shaw was getting very aroused and could hardly contain himself when he heard a slight moan escape her lips. The sight that really made his blood boil however; was when she parted her thighs to allow his hand more access.
“Time for dessert,” he said as he had his head in her lap at lightning speed.
"Stop! What the fuck are you doing," she cried as she saw him approach her sex.
"I need to have my Christmas cookie Sam," he laughed
"Oh no! No! I....oh...oh god.....please....," she moaned as she felt his face on her panties.
"Oh God I love the way you smell Sam," he said as he inhaled deeply.
"No...please," Sarah cried as panic set in. Despite the situation, she had gotten so wet that her panties were matted to her mound.
"Oh Sam you are ready for me," he said as her arousal was evident by her scent.
"No...," she moaned as Shaw began to devour her sex.
"..oh please...don't do this..I can't," she moaned.
"I don't care Sam," he said as he resumed eating.
She was close now and wanted her release. Shaw knew that his opportunity was now, so as she began to buck her hips, he stopped his manipulations. He repeated this process numerous times constantly weakening her resolve. Sarah tried desperately to contain herself as Shaw continued his feeding frenzy. She wanted to resist but he knew her topography too well, and exploited every secret spot that previous experience allowed him to discover, to push her closer to her limit.
He smiled at her and sensed victory when, after he once again denied her release, he heard her meekly mumble "No .....don't stop."
"Sorry Sam, but I'm not finished with you yet."
"What do you want from me?"
"What I want is right here Sam," he replied as he slowly slipped his tongue back inside.
She knew that Shaw was well skilled in this area, and as his tongue continued to feed her pleasure, knew she couldn't hold out for much longer. She tried to kick him off with her legs, but he wrapped his arms around her thighs and held them in a vice like grip, his face never leaving her sex. Sarah suddenly felt him stop and momentarily relaxed as she came back from the edge. She opened her eyes to see that Shaw had removed his pants and was slowly approaching her.
"I'm going to fuck you Sam. I know you want me to," he said as he put his hand back between her legs and felt the heat.
"No…please.....Chuck....," she said as Shaw began to rub his cock on her slit.
"No Sam you need me to. Your body is betraying you and Chuck will never be able to fuck you as good as me. You know it's true," he said as he thrust his cock slowly inside.
“nhhh," came Sarah's muffled response.
"Oh Sam..nothing feels as good as being inside you," he moaned.
"No please...Shaw..no..," she moaned as his massive prick burrowed further into her.
He made no verbal reply to her plea and his only response was to continue his invasion into her. She moaned deeply as she felt the breath of his manhood fill her to capacity; and felt her heart begin to race as their pubic bones finally met. He remained motionless inside of her for a moment, and gradually as her will was all but gone, began to slowly move in and out. His momentum was constant as he slowly thrust in and out, stretching her sex and breaking her resolve with each centimeter. She bit her lip as she felt this massive animalistic tool invade her most intimate and secret place, and her will to stop him was rapidly draining away.
“….Oh …please stop. I need you…to stop…..oh God," she cried as he began to pick up the pace and slam into her harder.He made no attempt to stop, but moved his hands down to her hips and began to pump even harder. Sarah tried as best she could to resist, but the passion burning in her loins ripped through her body as her orgasm approached and she broke.
".....Please give it to me," she moaned through lust filed eyes.
This was the moment Shaw was waiting for, but he needed her to beg, so he suddenly stopped his thrust and hit the button on the remote sending the images upstairs to the store.
“All you have to do is tell me to stop and I will,” replied as he continued to thrust slowly into her.
Sarah leaned her head back and moaned as she was intoxicated by the pleasure she was receiving from Shaw. She had tried to resist, but she no longer could. She had succumbed to passion.
“No I don’t want you to stop,” moaned.
“What do you want me to do,” he said.
“I want you to keep fucking me…Please keep fucking me,” she moaned.
He scooped his hands under her ass and picked her up off the hook and carried her over to the table. Sarah was still handcuffed and laid her hands back to grip the table, as he gently spread her legs and began to sink his cock into her once again. He ripped open her shirt and pulled off her bra, giving him access to her beautiful breasts.
“Oh this is what you wanted all night isn’t it …my god your so fucking hot,” he cried as he continued to pump her. She moaned with delight and wrapped her legs around him, as he bent down to suckle from her breasts. Harder and harder he pounded her as she gripped the table for support.
“Oh …oh yes …oh fuck me…oh don’t stop …oh God yes,” as the passion overcame her once again and she was blanketed in pleasure by her orgasm. Shaw began to pound harder when she pulled him close to her, and he began pumping her so hard, that she had to unlock her legs from his back as he thrust deep inside of her. She squealed with delight as she felt him slide further into her.
"Not inside…please .don't cum inside me," she moaned as she knew he was close from his facial expression, based on their previous encounters
“No Sam…I’m not pulling out of you…now,” he cried as he erupted deep inside of her, his seed coating the inside of her fertile valley, and pushed himself deeper inside of her. He collapsed on top of her and they lay motionless, as their sweat covered bodies cooled from the exertion of their passionate escapade.
After a while Sarah tensed as she felt him grow hard inside of her and begin to hump her again, but he suddenly stopped and told her to stand. He sat on the table and she straddled his legs, and then with her perfect ass right in front of his face, she sat down and impaled herself on his monstrous prick. He wrapped his arms around her and gently massaged her breasts, while he nuzzled her neck as she continued to ride him.
“Oh god yeah …oh god yes,” he moaned as he once again exploded deep inside of her.
He grabbed her tightly and pulled her down with him as he laid down flat on his back completely spent. She continued to thrust a few more times until she began to feel the waves of pleasure hit her again, and she was engulfed in her third orgasm of the day.
“Oh god…oh …oh now,” she cried as the pleasure hit her and she slumped motionless on top of him, the only indication of life being her heaving chest.
60 feet above them the shoppers in the electronics department were deluged with images on Sarah being deliriously fucked by her old boyfriend, Daniel Shaw.
“I’m sorry man,” Lester said to Chuck genuinely embarrassed for his boss, as a shaken Chuck Bartowski stared at the TV screen with rage.
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