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She slips the mask over her face. I run the wood over the globe of her ass before smacking it again, making her yelp. I alternate between spanking her with the plank and kneading her angry skin with my hand.
We quickly settle into a routine her body is getting used to. She flinches a second before the plank comes down on her ass, and her squeals are turning more into moans. I’m not giving her enough time to think about the tight space she’s in, and I’m shocking her body just enough to keep her breathing consistent.
I run a finger down her ass to her pussy, coating it in her wetness. I circle her entrance before slipping it inside her. She releases a breath, and rocks back into my hand. I return with another finger, then another, stretching her out. She moves from her hands to her forearms, ripping off the mask, and rewards me with those breathy moans I love. My cock jerks slightly at the sound of her pleasure. It wants more pain.
I remove my fingers from her, and smack her pussy with the wooden board. She’s startled so much she screams, and bangs her head against the top of the cage. I laugh, and give her another spank.
“Too much? Is my desperate, needy slut reaching her limit?” I taunt. I plunge my fingers back inside of her, her body undulating with the waves of pain and pleasure I’m offering her. “Answer me.” I punish her by pressing the plank flush against her pussy, allowing her to ride it until the brink of the edge before pulling her back.
“I-I… fuck,” she moans. “I… want…”
“You want what? Spit it out, princess. I’m not doing shit until you use your words.”
She looks back at me. Those tears are still running down her cheeks. She’s blubbering, shaking uncontrollably, and a huge fucking mess. All the remaining blood in my body rushes to my dick. She’s perfect. I’m rock hard.
“Use me.”
Fuuuuuuck.
The sound coming from deep in my chest right now isn’t normal. I’m going to wreck her; fucking ruin her. She’s not walking out of tonight completely whole. I’m keeping a piece for myself. I’ll take it right after I break her wide open.
I pull my cock out, dropping to my knees behind her. Drops of pre-cum dribble down my shaft. I hone in on the sight before me—Blair on her hands and knees, ass up and face down, willing to give whatever I want from her. Her ass and thighs are mottled red from my punishing blows, and all I can think about is how I want more. I want her to bleed for me.
I line myself up and sink inside her, giving her no time to adjust before I’m withdrawing and driving back into her, over and over, harsh and fast. Her cries and whimpers match my groans, both of us getting louder as I pound her pussy. I suck a finger into my mouth before pressing it against her hole. She immediately tenses up.
“Trust me,” I soothe. “I got you.”
She moans and relaxes enough for me to breach the tight ring of muscle. I move my finger slowly, but in time with my thrusts.
“Oh, God,” she groans.
“Just me, princess. Just me.”
Her body starts to loosen up, accepting me more. She meets my thrusts, sweat gliding down her body. I snake my other hand between her legs, rubbing her clit in slow circles.
“Please—”
“Come on, B. You know you want to let go.” My thrusts pick up until I’m rutting into her violently, punishing her clit with my fingers, and plugging her ass. She cries out, her lower half moving on its own accord until she can’t hold it anymore. Tossing her head back, she comes apart as I devastate her body.
I continue my assault, making sure I draw out every whine I’m due until my hips stagger and I’m falling right behind her.
“That’s right. Drain me dry, you dirty slut.”
She collapses onto the floor, turning onto her back, chest heaving. I allow her to catch her breath, picking my new friend back up and thumbing its sharp edges.
I’m not even close to done yet.
“You like being chased? After that, I’m feeling generous. One more chance. I’ll let you out since you’ve been such a good girl for me… but if I catch you this time, I’m not stopping until I’ve had my fill of you. And I’m fucking ravenous, Blair.”
She visibly gulps, terror strewn all over her face. “What… what does that mean?” she whispers.
“You better remember your safe word. ‘No’ means nothing to me. ‘Stop’ means go.” I get real close to her face, my breath fanning across her lips. “All that matters is what I want.”
“The safe word is bumper cars.”
“Those are actually safe words, but good job.”
“Huh?”
