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I don’t know what I have to prove. Why I always want more.

But Victor does, and he answers my unspoken questions. “You need it to hurt. You like to earn it.”

“Yes. Give it to me.”

“I will, beautiful one. I will.”

And he lays into me harder than before. He never replaced the earplugs, so I hear each swish and crack. The strokes come faster, merging from one into the other until I have no time to brace for them. So I surrender to them and welcome the pain. I want it. I need it. It burns like a cleansing fire, and I’m caught in the crucible and reborn.

A hand at my hip steadies me again. Slowly, Victor draws out the plug in my ass and pumps it back in. At first, I tense, but there’s no fighting it. My body relaxes, accepting the strange sensation. When he pulls it out all the way, I clench, seeking the dark stimulation.

I don’t have long to miss it. He sets his cock at my gaping hole and presses in. He’s slick with lube, but the stretch still burns. Any desire to be filled is replaced by panic at the blunt intrusion.

“Breathe, Lula,” he growls. I suck in oxygen, feeling dizzy, and he wedges himself deeper into my ass. His arm snakes around my midriff to press on the buzzing vibrator over my clit.

And I cum, hard and long, my muscles seizing and clamping on his cock.

He curses and mutters something long and intent in his native tongue. Slowly, he eases out of me, giving me a hint of relief before pushing back in. He’s gentle, and the device on my clit doesn’t block my pussy, so he’s free to press his fingers inside me. I clench around them, gripping them like a lifeline as the burn in my bottom flares into something new, something disturbingly like pleasure.

“That’s it. Good girl.” He pushes another finger into my pussy, his wrist pressing on the vibrator, his dick stretching me impossibly wide.

His free hand comes to my throat.

“Are you going to cum for me, beautiful? With my cock in your ass?”

“Fuck.”

“Yes.” His dick saws in and out of me. Another few passes and his fingers catch just the right spot inside me, making me shudder through another climax. “I think you like this, Lula.” He plucks away the vibrator and replaces it with his palm, roughly scrubbing my swollen bud until I’m thrashing, trying to get away.

I can’t get away. I’m strung up like a piece of meat, striped red, and now subject to him fucking me in my last virgin hole. And I like it.

Fates help me, but I love it.

He shoves his fingers, wet from my pussy, into my mouth. I bite down, tasting the sour-sweet of my own cunt. He thrusts into my back channel, making me rise to tiptoes. He’s not going to be gentle. Not anymore.

He removes his fingers from my mouth and pulls off a nipple clamp. I cry out, and

I don’t know what’s more excruciating, the bite of the clamp, the removal, or the final, awful relief.

He waits a while before removing the other one.

“Fucking sadist.”

He gives a dark chuckle and power into me, fucking me hard enough that I’ll feel it for days.

The blindfold falls away, and I gasp. I’d grown used to the dark. Leave it to Victor to give me what I want and completely ruin it.

He pulls out of my ass, and I hang for a moment, panting. Bereft.

Leave it to Victor to give me what I hate and make me crave it.

“Don’t worry, krasiva. I am not done with you.”

He uncuffs my ankles from the spreader bar and cuts me down from the overhead bindings. I collapse into his arms. His powerful arms are strong and ready to catch me. His skin is hot and glistening with sweat, and I’m surrounded by his delicious scent.

He carries me to the bed and cleans me up before laying me out for inspection.

More water. A few more kisses.

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