Page 61 of Savagely Scarred

“Yes. Use me,” she pants.

“Any way I want?”

She nods. “Over and over.”

I pinch her nipple hard, eliciting a scream from her throat. She rubs her thighs together under her skirt and I nudge them apart with my knee. My fingers find her arousal coating her skin.

Someone likes pain.

I hum with satisfaction. “No panties. Are you a whore Nika?” I rasp in her ear.

“Only for you.”

A crack echoes in the room when I slap her cunt. She moans and trembles, gripping onto my bare shoulders. She tries to ride my palm, so I slap her again.

“You don’t get to come unless I let you.” She looks at me with glassy eyes. “If you want to be my fuck toy, you serve me. Got it?”

When she only nods, I slap her once more. Her body jerks into mine.

“Fuuuck,” she moans, “Yes, sir!”

“Good girl,” I whisper against her lips.

I pinch and twist her nipple while smacking her clit in a barrage of rapid-fire hits. Her scream morphs into a throaty moan before she squirts all over my hand and the sheets.

Before she has time to recover, I forcefully push her down onto her stomach and rip the skirt from her body. I yank out the belt from my pants hanging on the end of the bed. She breathes heavily as I bound her wrists together behind her back. Gripping her hips, I lift her up until she’s on her knees with her face still pressed against the mattress. I squeeze the base of my dick and stare at her glistening pussy.

Soon, Olivia.

Soon, I’ll be buried inside of you and making you scream too.

I run the head of my dick through the cum dripping out of her. She moans and presses herself back into me, but I grab her ass to keep her from sinking onto me. Placing one hand on her lower back, I line myself up to her ass.

“No, no, no!” she yells and tries to pull away, but I keep her firmly in place.

“Any way I want remember?” I growl.

She whips her head back and forth frantically. “Not there! It still hurts from last time. Fuck my pussy. It’s begging to be filled with your beautiful cock.”

I lean down and press my front to her back, hovering my lips at her ear. “I only fuck one cunt. And it won’t ever be yours.”

She flinches, my words stinging her and I annihilate any fantasies she has of us being together. One toxic person in a relationship is enough. Two is just suicide.

I reach behind me and grab a piece of her torn shirt as tears begin to fill her eyes.

“Please—,” she begs.

“And this isn’t going to work if you talk. You sound nothing like her.”

I shove the balled-up fabric into her mouth before she can utter another word. She writhes underneath me, trying to buck me off. Her words are now muffled, and I close my eyes in relief.

“Pleasure and pain… they are threads in the same tapestry,” I murmur, gliding my hand down her spine while straightening back up into position behind her.

I thrust inside of her tight hole, and she screams into the gag. My fingers dig into her hips the more she tries to wriggle away. She’s clamping down on me, and I can only get in a couple of inches. I pull all the way out and spit on her hole.

Nika shakes her head and bucks, trying to get me to stop. I reach around to her front and slap her clit as hard as I can. She trembles violently and I slam my dick back into her. An agonizing scream leaves her and she buries her face into the mattress.

I like watching her squirm.