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Konstantin gives the chain another tug. Pleasure ripples from my nipples to my pussy, as if they’re connected.
“If I am, as you say, a monster.” He murmurs as he increases the pressure, dragging a low, obscene moan from deep inside of my core. “What does that make you, Kitty Cat?”
“I … Ah!” I whimper, pushing my knees together.
I can’t escape the pressure he’s creating inside of me. I hate how much I love this. I hate how wet it’s making me. His absolute control of the situation wakes up a filthy part of my psyche—a dark part of my mind that’s practically screaming for him to do more.
To show me just how much more he can hurt me.
To revel in the pain that he can bring me.
His hands release the chain, and I moan in simultaneous relief and frustration. My body isscreamingfor release, and I can feel the seat growing slippery from how soaked my panties and my dress have become.
Konstantin moves in front of me, and inhales deeply, licking his lips.
“I think you like this, my little slut.”
He suddenly forces my knees apart and wedges his shoulders between my knees, spreading my legs so far apart that I can’t close them no matter how hard I struggle.
Staring into my eyes, he brushes the remnants of my ruined dress out of the way.
“You’ve made a mess of my chair,” he notes.
Blushing in humiliation and another flash of arousal, I try to push my legs together. All I achieve is squeezing at his upper body.
He can do whatever he wants to me and we both know it.
He hooks his finger under the soaked material of my panties, and raises his other hand. One of the knives I saw on the shelf is pinched in his grip. When the hell did he grab that?
“W-what are you going to do with that,” I beg, terror growing in me again as he comes closer to me.
Ignoring my complaint, he tucks the flat side of the blade against my skin. Cold metal presses against my fevered pussy, and I shut my eyes, whimpering as I tense up.
“Relax, Kitty Cat,” he chuckles harshly. “I’m not going to hurt you with this.”
The knife flashes, and my panties are cut away. I’m shaking, hyperventilating, as I open my eyes. He throws the knife away into the distance, and it clatters far away in the room.
I hope I never see it again.
My naked pussy is exposed to the air. Gently, he spreads it open to reveal my swollen clit and leaking hole.
“You’d let me fuck you right here and right now, wouldn’t you?” he asks. “You’dbegme to cum inside of you like you have been ever since our wedding.”
“No,” I lie.
“Liar.” His smirk rends my heart apart as he runs his fingers along my slippery folds. The sensation leaves my body aching for more, aching to be filled. My legs knock together only to be blocked by his shoulders again.
“I’m not giving you that. Not yet. You haven’tearnedmy cock yet.”
Slowly, he inserts a finger into my hole, and then another, and another until he’s slowly pulling me apart. He leans in closer, and inhales deeply again.
“I cansmellyour fear,” he says. “I’m going to enjoy tasting it so much more.”
My pussy flutters around his fingers as I gasp.
“Do you like it when I spread you open like this?” he taunts me. I fight to bite back the moan aching for escape from my lips. His thick digits push knuckle deep and I feel myself stretching to my limit.
“I …. I don’t …”
