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“Tell me? Who’s sick enough to fuck a pig?” His tone of voice was low and held a wealth of hate.
“N-no, one.”
He kicked my legs apart so that his fingers drifted till they found the lips of my pussy. Slipping them in, he leaned forward. “Are you sure?”
I bit my lip trying to keep from saying anything, as he pushed his pointed finger deeper. “Does he make you as wet as I do?” He pushed another finger in. “Should I go and find him, and make him take the punishment?” He twisted his fingers just enough to cause my lips to part in a cry of twisted pain and pleasure.
“No, ah!” My body shuddered as I tried to fight against the stomach tightening feeling as he moved his finger in and out of my passage. My walls tightening as if to keep him there.
“Oh, fuck, Pig! You’re so fucking wet, I just want to… Fuck!”
I would have laughed, if I wasn’t currently being tortured from behind by my most hated enemy. His fingers moving faster as he grinded against me from behind. His panting in my ear, as he released my wrist to grab my left breast in a tight grip, his hand easily going under the fabric. “Fuck, Fuck!”
The dizzying smell of my musk filled the air, mixing with the metallic bite of his blood. Biting my lip, I felt the sting as my teeth bit into the bottom lip. How hard I fought giving voice to my pleasure. In this dark, destructive abyss, I felt gleeful.
As he hunched against my ass, I used my now free arm to grab his wrist as his fingers pinched and pulled on my nipple, adding to the sensation, causing me to become wetter and slicker as he worked me to his will.
“Yes, that’s it, baby. That’s it, augh! Just like that. Fuck, I want to break you so bad.” His dirty talk of his own animalistic need shouldn’t create any excitement, but my body craved his black soulless words.
Just as the cliff’s edge of pleasure drew closer, he withdrew his hand, and the sound of a zipper being moved brought me back to reality.
“Shit! Fuck it!”
Two hands gripped my waist positioning, and the heavy weight of his member entering me had my bottom slightly lifted and my hands pressing into the wall.
“Ahhh, that’s it.” He held my hips, pulsing as he didn’t give me any time to adjust. The sound of slapping flesh echoed as he moved roughly. Each thrust deep and hard. “Yes, Yes, that’s it, take me, Pig. Take me deep!” he taunted, his hips surging as he crowed like he’d just won a war. “Fuck, this is it! Take me, how does it feel being taken by me? That’s right, bitch; take my dick!”
I kept my silence, my own body growing tighter and more and more ready to suck every last drop of his semen. He was so easy to play with, so easy to push to this moment. I tightened, and he keened as he leaned forward peppering kisses on my sweat covered back. “That’s it, yes, yess.” He hissed as his dick seemed to expand, my body tightened, and my toes curled.
“Inside,” he panted. “No glove, but inside!”
“N-no!” I said, in mock fear. “No, please!”
He dug his fingers into my hair, jerking my head back so that I could see his twisted expression as his thrust grew more frantic. “Don’t tell me what to do, Pig!” He spat hatefully. “W-watch me!” he commanded as he fucked me harder. “Watch me fill you, you bitch!” The tendons in his neck grew tight. His eyes remained on mine, his sick grin in place, until his eyes rolled back, and he muttered indecipherable words as with a final jerk, he came. “Yesss!” He pressed his hips forward. “Fuck! Take it!” he crowed, as he pumped in and out. “Every last drop.”
“No!” I wailed as he finished inside before his body went slack, and he released my hair. I turned away letting fake tears fall. He grinned as he leaned against my back and said, “Fuck, that was good.” He still moved his hips. “Who knew the pig was a great fuck?”
I kept silent, as he lazily withdrew and zipped up his pants, cursing as he saw the red marks from where I had stabbed him. “Dammit, now I have to leave earlier than I thought.”
He threw another annoyed look at me as I stood my back to him. “Make sure you come out after me, hope I don’t have to teach you your place again.” He didn’t spare me another look as he left the storage room.
Turning, I stared at the sight of his cum and my liquid mixed together on the floor, some of his semen still running down my leg.
Moving over to a box that sat on the shelf pressed against the opposite wall, I reached inside and pulled out a camera. Lifting it, I rewound the footage and watched it.
“Fuck! Take it!”
Smirking, I set it down on the shelf and went to the steel cabinet and opened it. Inside were a change of clothes and wipes. Smiling, I knelt and grabbed the gym bag underneath the clothes.
I unzipped it and pulled out a box that read “Plan B”.
Shaking my head, I thought of other ways to drive my new favorite toy to the edge.
“FUCK TAKE IT!”
I chewed thoughtfully as I sat on my couch watching my own storage porn.
“This is some hot shit,” Laine exclaimed from where she sat cross leg on the floor, her own bowl of popcorn with hot sauce added. “Are you sure you don’t want to just sell it?” She twisted her upper body to look at me. “We could make millions.”
