09-09-2020, 10:05 PM
I can think of nothing else but his hard cock teasing me and how good it would be if he just slipped it in and pounded into me, hard and fast. "Please..." I moan. He chuckles. "Hot for it, are you? Such a slut." "Yes, yes, I'm a slut, a bitch," I say desperately. Anything to have him in me, filling my hot cunt up. I'm in such a state of arousal that I feel no shame as I beg him to take me. "Please fuck me," I request. "Please, just put your hard cock in me and fuck me hard. I need it hard and fast, I need you to fuck me. Please, now." He slaps my ass. One hard, sharp slap. I yelp as it stings. "What did I tell you about asking for my permission? What did I tell you about having you as and when I please?" he asks in a silky smooth voice. "I'll fuck you when I'm good and ready, whore, not when you want it." He slaps my ass again sharply. I could shout with need and frustration. I am so aroused and wet and ready for him and the bastard is just teasing me.
I reach down between my legs and feel for his cock. Suddenly, I'm flipped around and thrown onto the bed on my back. His weight comes down on me, driving the air out of me and pinning me down. One hand grabs my wrists and holds them above my head and his other hand grabs at my breast and pinches my nipple harshly. I shout out in pain. "Don't do that again," he says, his face an inch from mine. "I won't tolerate this and the next time, I won't be so gentle with the punishment." He tweaks my nipples between thumb and forefinger hard again and squeezing my soft breast in his rough palm before letting go. "I'm not playing," he warns. Fear and longing war within me again as his warning both alarms me and makes me even more aroused. I look into his eyes and see that he means what he's saying. He will hurt me worse the next time if I don't do exactly as he says. My starts pumping harder as I slowly become aware of his hard body lying on me. His cock is stuck to the side of my thigh, wet from my juices, and his stomach and chest are crushing me to the bed. I stick my tongue out to lip my suddenly dry lips. His eyes follow my tongue hungrily before he swoops down to my mouth in a hot, wet kiss. Little stabs of his tongue duplicate the mating ritual in my wet mouth and I moan into him, wanting more but afraid to ask for it. Instead, I enjoy this kiss and press my legs together, clenching my cunt hoping I can trigger my orgasm just by his kiss.
I feel the rise and the pressure inside me is curling upwards but before I can channel it and harness it, he breaks off and rises up off me. Roughly moving my legs apart, he spreads my vulva apart with his fingers and rubs my moist cunt. Then swiftly plunging two fingers deep inside me, he starts pumping my centre. This is what I was waiting for and I close my eyes and give myself over to the sensations, pumping my hips slightly in response to his thrusting fingers. After a minute he adds a third finger to the two and fills me up quite nicely, still holding my pussy lips indecently open with one hand and plunging into me with the other. I am so aroused and ready that it only takes a minute before I feel my orgasm thundering through me. I buck and arch and writhe on the bed as it rips through me and he slows down as I ride it. He spreads my legs wider then, lifting them up and pushing them back until my heels are up in the air and my knees touch my shoulders. My pink moist cunt is spread open lewdly as he holds me in that position and takes his time simply looking at my cunt and anus displayed for his pleasure. "Limber too," he mutters. "Good." He kneels just below me and brings my legs forward to place my calves on his shoulders. His hands reach out and fondle my nipples. Slowly he starts squeezing, harder, sharper, twisting, pulling until my breath starts to stick in my throat from the pain-pleasure of it. I am trying not to squirm and my hands take bunches of the bed sheet on either side of me and pull. I grit my teeth and moan weakly. A tear snakes down the side of my face from the intense pain.
Suddenly his hands become soft and gentle as he cups my breasts. He strokes and caresses with an open palm, lovingly touching my rounded globes. I start to relax a bit. Then just as suddenly, he slaps them, really hard. I whimper and arch up off the bed in surprise. He pushes me back down and resumes touching my breasts. Again he slaps me and this time I shout out. He pinches my nipples hard again, setting them on fire. Three or four more slaps, followed by the pinching of my nipples and my breasts are red and sore. He runs the palms of his hands over my hard nipples, stimulating the already throbbing flesh to painful extremes. I feel his cock touching my pussy. Just touching it. Again, I am driven almost crazy by the desire to have him inside me, filling me up and fucking me hard. Again I grit my teeth and try not to shout out my need. I cannot help tilting my hips a little though and he notices. "Want to be fucked, do you?" he asks softly. 'Yes,' I want to shout out. 'Yes, I want you fucking me like an animal.' But I don't. I just bite the inside of my cheek hard and another tear slips down my face. His hands move down to my cunt and he slides them into my slit, teasing me. It's all I can do, all I have within me that stops me from bucking up into his hand. He rubs his hand in my wetness a little before moving to my clit. He drives the hood back and takes my sensitive clitoris in his thumb and forefinger. And squeezes savagely. I scream. He slaps me hard across my face. "Shut up, bitch," he hisses. I am so surprised that I just stare up at him. "Do that again and I'll gag you," he warns.
I take in dry gasping sobs, close my eyes and try to centre myself. His fingers go back to my cunt. He slides my clit between his slick fingers now, gentle, exerting just that little bit of pressure. He slides fingers into me and fills me up again. I'm sighing and moaning and pleading in my head for him to fuck me. I feel his eyes on me and I know he's enjoying seeing me like this. Spread out wantonly and entirely at his mercy. Squirming with need, like the slut he called me. Suddenly he mashes my clit into my pelvic bone, hard. A low growl escapes my throat and I clench my pussy around his fingers. Bunching my hands into fists, I drive my nails into my hands, barely stopping myself from shouting out again. "You learn well," he says appreciatively. My clitoris and cunt are screaming from the exquisite sensitivity he is putting me through. I am this close to cumming but he backs off, not moving his hands in me, just sliding a finger over my labia uninterestedly. Another tear slips down my face in an effort to keep myself from not taking control and moving my hips against him. Slowly, he starts sliding his fingers in and out of me, prolonging the agony.
His other hand is again at my clit, squeezing now gently, then hard, then rolling me between his fingers until my flesh calls out for relief. His fingers in my cunt curve up against my vaginal walls and he crooks them, finding and rubbing my g-spot. It is too much; I feel my release building in me and suddenly I am cumming, moaning and writhing and bucking into his hands at my cunt. I feel the pumping through my temples, throbbing at my nipples and in my cunt as he milks my clitoris and makes me ride my orgasm. When I'm spent and limp and just lying back to recover, I feel him jostle my thigh roughly. "Come on, slut, up," he orders. I open my eyes and look at him. "On your hands and knees." I drag my tired body up, turn and offer my ass up to him. He grips my hips and pulls me up into position, then parts my ass from behind, opening me up. Guiding his hard cock to my pussy, he thrusts and is halfway in me in one smooth motion. I gasp with the feel of his cock in me. As I thought, its thickness fills me up nicely just halfway in. He pulls it most of the way out and rams it back in. This time I can feel my pussy stretch around him and he is still not in all the way. He pulls out and thrusts again and I hold my breath trying not to shout out. Another thrust and he might just rip me apart. Yet when he finally is fully buried inside and I feel his balls flush up against me, I feel only a dull pain. He starts moving in me, pulling out almost totally and then ramming into me, filling me up uncomfortably. My stuffed cunt feels both painful and aroused at his assault. His hands reach down to my exposed breasts hanging down from my body and he takes hold of them, one in each hand. As his huge cock fucks me mercilessly from behind, he squeezes and pinches my already tender flesh.
I bite my lip between my teeth and take the abuse on my body, my pussy already sore with his ramming and my breasts starting to hurt from his handling. He uses me like that, his thrusts getting faster and harder, and his hands getting painful on my breasts, mauling and hurting me. I take it like the bitch he called me, my arousal and pain warring with each other and flooding my cunt, sloshing as his cock spears into me again and again. Finally, his hands on my breasts squeeze me cruelly as he reaches his climax and pours his warm hot cum deep into me. I feel his cock tremble in me and release its seed. We are stuck together by cum and sweat, and when he peels away from me, I feel every inch of him leave my battered cunt. As he moves to sit on the edge of the bed, I curl up on the other side. He picks up his wallet, riffling through it and coming out with two Rs. 1000 notes that he turns and flings on the bed beside me. "Get dressed. I want you out of here in five minutes," he says. The shock of being treated like a common whore freezes me for a minute, then my eyes flash as anger rises up and chokes me. "How dare you?" I burst out. "Shut up," he says calmly. "I'm just treating you like the slut you are.
I reach down between my legs and feel for his cock. Suddenly, I'm flipped around and thrown onto the bed on my back. His weight comes down on me, driving the air out of me and pinning me down. One hand grabs my wrists and holds them above my head and his other hand grabs at my breast and pinches my nipple harshly. I shout out in pain. "Don't do that again," he says, his face an inch from mine. "I won't tolerate this and the next time, I won't be so gentle with the punishment." He tweaks my nipples between thumb and forefinger hard again and squeezing my soft breast in his rough palm before letting go. "I'm not playing," he warns. Fear and longing war within me again as his warning both alarms me and makes me even more aroused. I look into his eyes and see that he means what he's saying. He will hurt me worse the next time if I don't do exactly as he says. My starts pumping harder as I slowly become aware of his hard body lying on me. His cock is stuck to the side of my thigh, wet from my juices, and his stomach and chest are crushing me to the bed. I stick my tongue out to lip my suddenly dry lips. His eyes follow my tongue hungrily before he swoops down to my mouth in a hot, wet kiss. Little stabs of his tongue duplicate the mating ritual in my wet mouth and I moan into him, wanting more but afraid to ask for it. Instead, I enjoy this kiss and press my legs together, clenching my cunt hoping I can trigger my orgasm just by his kiss.
I feel the rise and the pressure inside me is curling upwards but before I can channel it and harness it, he breaks off and rises up off me. Roughly moving my legs apart, he spreads my vulva apart with his fingers and rubs my moist cunt. Then swiftly plunging two fingers deep inside me, he starts pumping my centre. This is what I was waiting for and I close my eyes and give myself over to the sensations, pumping my hips slightly in response to his thrusting fingers. After a minute he adds a third finger to the two and fills me up quite nicely, still holding my pussy lips indecently open with one hand and plunging into me with the other. I am so aroused and ready that it only takes a minute before I feel my orgasm thundering through me. I buck and arch and writhe on the bed as it rips through me and he slows down as I ride it. He spreads my legs wider then, lifting them up and pushing them back until my heels are up in the air and my knees touch my shoulders. My pink moist cunt is spread open lewdly as he holds me in that position and takes his time simply looking at my cunt and anus displayed for his pleasure. "Limber too," he mutters. "Good." He kneels just below me and brings my legs forward to place my calves on his shoulders. His hands reach out and fondle my nipples. Slowly he starts squeezing, harder, sharper, twisting, pulling until my breath starts to stick in my throat from the pain-pleasure of it. I am trying not to squirm and my hands take bunches of the bed sheet on either side of me and pull. I grit my teeth and moan weakly. A tear snakes down the side of my face from the intense pain.
Suddenly his hands become soft and gentle as he cups my breasts. He strokes and caresses with an open palm, lovingly touching my rounded globes. I start to relax a bit. Then just as suddenly, he slaps them, really hard. I whimper and arch up off the bed in surprise. He pushes me back down and resumes touching my breasts. Again he slaps me and this time I shout out. He pinches my nipples hard again, setting them on fire. Three or four more slaps, followed by the pinching of my nipples and my breasts are red and sore. He runs the palms of his hands over my hard nipples, stimulating the already throbbing flesh to painful extremes. I feel his cock touching my pussy. Just touching it. Again, I am driven almost crazy by the desire to have him inside me, filling me up and fucking me hard. Again I grit my teeth and try not to shout out my need. I cannot help tilting my hips a little though and he notices. "Want to be fucked, do you?" he asks softly. 'Yes,' I want to shout out. 'Yes, I want you fucking me like an animal.' But I don't. I just bite the inside of my cheek hard and another tear slips down my face. His hands move down to my cunt and he slides them into my slit, teasing me. It's all I can do, all I have within me that stops me from bucking up into his hand. He rubs his hand in my wetness a little before moving to my clit. He drives the hood back and takes my sensitive clitoris in his thumb and forefinger. And squeezes savagely. I scream. He slaps me hard across my face. "Shut up, bitch," he hisses. I am so surprised that I just stare up at him. "Do that again and I'll gag you," he warns.
I take in dry gasping sobs, close my eyes and try to centre myself. His fingers go back to my cunt. He slides my clit between his slick fingers now, gentle, exerting just that little bit of pressure. He slides fingers into me and fills me up again. I'm sighing and moaning and pleading in my head for him to fuck me. I feel his eyes on me and I know he's enjoying seeing me like this. Spread out wantonly and entirely at his mercy. Squirming with need, like the slut he called me. Suddenly he mashes my clit into my pelvic bone, hard. A low growl escapes my throat and I clench my pussy around his fingers. Bunching my hands into fists, I drive my nails into my hands, barely stopping myself from shouting out again. "You learn well," he says appreciatively. My clitoris and cunt are screaming from the exquisite sensitivity he is putting me through. I am this close to cumming but he backs off, not moving his hands in me, just sliding a finger over my labia uninterestedly. Another tear slips down my face in an effort to keep myself from not taking control and moving my hips against him. Slowly, he starts sliding his fingers in and out of me, prolonging the agony.
His other hand is again at my clit, squeezing now gently, then hard, then rolling me between his fingers until my flesh calls out for relief. His fingers in my cunt curve up against my vaginal walls and he crooks them, finding and rubbing my g-spot. It is too much; I feel my release building in me and suddenly I am cumming, moaning and writhing and bucking into his hands at my cunt. I feel the pumping through my temples, throbbing at my nipples and in my cunt as he milks my clitoris and makes me ride my orgasm. When I'm spent and limp and just lying back to recover, I feel him jostle my thigh roughly. "Come on, slut, up," he orders. I open my eyes and look at him. "On your hands and knees." I drag my tired body up, turn and offer my ass up to him. He grips my hips and pulls me up into position, then parts my ass from behind, opening me up. Guiding his hard cock to my pussy, he thrusts and is halfway in me in one smooth motion. I gasp with the feel of his cock in me. As I thought, its thickness fills me up nicely just halfway in. He pulls it most of the way out and rams it back in. This time I can feel my pussy stretch around him and he is still not in all the way. He pulls out and thrusts again and I hold my breath trying not to shout out. Another thrust and he might just rip me apart. Yet when he finally is fully buried inside and I feel his balls flush up against me, I feel only a dull pain. He starts moving in me, pulling out almost totally and then ramming into me, filling me up uncomfortably. My stuffed cunt feels both painful and aroused at his assault. His hands reach down to my exposed breasts hanging down from my body and he takes hold of them, one in each hand. As his huge cock fucks me mercilessly from behind, he squeezes and pinches my already tender flesh.
I bite my lip between my teeth and take the abuse on my body, my pussy already sore with his ramming and my breasts starting to hurt from his handling. He uses me like that, his thrusts getting faster and harder, and his hands getting painful on my breasts, mauling and hurting me. I take it like the bitch he called me, my arousal and pain warring with each other and flooding my cunt, sloshing as his cock spears into me again and again. Finally, his hands on my breasts squeeze me cruelly as he reaches his climax and pours his warm hot cum deep into me. I feel his cock tremble in me and release its seed. We are stuck together by cum and sweat, and when he peels away from me, I feel every inch of him leave my battered cunt. As he moves to sit on the edge of the bed, I curl up on the other side. He picks up his wallet, riffling through it and coming out with two Rs. 1000 notes that he turns and flings on the bed beside me. "Get dressed. I want you out of here in five minutes," he says. The shock of being treated like a common whore freezes me for a minute, then my eyes flash as anger rises up and chokes me. "How dare you?" I burst out. "Shut up," he says calmly. "I'm just treating you like the slut you are.
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