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“You’re scaring me,” I insist.
But when his fingers spread my lips and he slides two fingers in my pussy, my complaints die out, turning into moans instead.
“I often wonder why being forced turns you on,” he admits. “Trauma really destroys even the most beautiful souls.”
He dips his fingers in and out of me, making me writhe with pleasure. The only moment he takes them out, his tongue replaces them. From behind, spreading my ass cheeks, he reaches my clit with his god-like kisses. He flicks my clit with his tongue, he makes out with my pussy, working me up, making me grind on his face when he slows down.
He renders me a slave to the pleasure he can give me, and I let go without even a hint of regret. His tongue leaves my pussy for a second, leaving me panting and desperate for an orgasm. When he touches me again, he’s spreading my wetness from my pussy all the way to my tight hole with his tongue. I jerk at the unexpected pleasure and his chuckle between my ass cheeks makes me shiver.
With my cheek against the carpet, I can feel how the bass from downstairs makes the floor tremble.
His thumb replaces his tongue against the rim of my asshole, and I feel him circling around it, my wetness making it all slick.
“God, you’re making me so hard, Angel. That really is a power of yours.”
I hadn’t even realized he took off his pants, so the surprise is intense when he enters my pussy in one hard thrust. I scream in pain and pleasure.
“I trained your little pussy to adapt to me. I can do the same with that tight ass of yours.”
It’s hard to take a new breath when he starts moving slowly enough to make me squirm in all directions.
“Fuck me,” I groan into the carpet.
“The only thing I’ll be fucking tonight is your ass.”
“Don’t,” I mewl. “I’m not ready.”
“Tell me to stop then. Tell me I crossed the fucking line and I need to get off you. Do something about it, Jamie.” He thrusts hard. “Talk to me,” he orders before going slowly again. I can feel his hips rolling behind me.
“Make me come, please.” I pull at my binds, desperate to touch myself.
He laughs. “What the fuck do you think this is? I don’t give a shit if you come, I just want to hear you scream.”
He fucks me harder but not faster, his strokes go deeper, pushing me, making it hard to stay in the position he put me in. I feel his thumb circling the rim of the tight hole again and I groan loudly when he starts pushing in. It doesn’t hurt, it adds to the filthiness of our sex and it’s uncomfortable. But I like uncomfortable.
His thumb goes in and out, circling and stretching, and I moan at the strange sensation. His dick never stops pumping in and out of my pussy, making me beg for release.
“When I’m done fucking your ass, Angel, make sure to remember how bad it hurt. Make sure to remember I didn’t stop when you begged me to, and I enjoyed your pain. That’s who I am, do you understand? I enjoy people’s pain above everything else. Especially yours.”
Fear grips me when I feel him spread lube over my back hole. I feel two of his fingers prepping me for stretching.
“It’s not too late to tap out…push me away, Jamie. Before I go too far.”
But his voice is not as convincing as when he ordered it earlier. No, now it’s strained with pleasure. The words meant as a chance to stop it all sound like a plea to let him keep going.
And he feels so good inside me…
When I feel his dick leaving my pussy and lining up with my ass, I freeze.
“Wait—”
“Time’s up.”
He pushes in slowly, agonizingly slow. I feel the muscle spread, inch by inch as he inserts himself. It’s more than uncomfortable this time, it burns, it’s painful, it’s unbearable.
“You’re hurting me,” I cry out. “I can’t…” I attempt to crawl away, trying to move my body forward despite my arms being tied behind my back. His hands land harshly on my hips, holding me tightly, bruising my skin.
“Don’t fucking move,” his voice comes out between gritted teeth.
