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Chapter 41: Janina (Act 14)
Janina’s breath hitched as she watched Rahim’s hand grope for the small jar once more. Her body still trembled from the endless hours of relentless pleasure, her skin slick with sweat and a thin layer of his cum that seemed to coat every inch of her.
She knew what was coming, it was inevitable. Rahim wasn’t done. He’d never be done, not while that jar still held its dark, glistening contents. She watched in both dread and fascination as he unscrewed the lid, the pungent, earthy smell of the oil filling the room. His fingers dipped into the jar, scooping out a generous amount, and then he began to stroke his cock with it.
Even now, limp and spent from the last round, his cock twitched under his touch, veins popping along its length as it surged back to life. Janina’s heart sank as she saw it thick, hard, and ready again. She wanted to protest, to beg him to stop, but her body betrayed her, a low thrum of arousal igniting deep within her despite her exhaustion. She was being consumed by him, little by little, until she was nothing but a vessel for his desires. There was no escape now only surrender.
Her phone had stopped ringing hours ago. She didn’t even remember when. The world outside this room, her kids, her husband...it all felt like a distant memory. All that mattered was the man towering over her, his cock already hardening again, his eyes dark with a hunger that showed no signs of abating.
The next four hours were a blur of sweat, moans, and raw, unrelenting pleasure. Rahim took her in every position imaginable...bent over the bed, on her knees against the wall, legs over his shoulders as he pounded into her with a ferocity that left her breathless. Each time he came, he whispered crude, possessive words into her ear.
“You’re my fucking slut now,” he growled as he emptied himself into her for the umpteenth time, his cock throbbing deep inside her. “No one else gets to have you like this.”
Another time, as he flipped her onto her stomach and entered her asshole without warning, he whispered, “Your tight little ass is mine too. No one else gets to touch it.”
Janina could only whimper in response, her body trembling as he filled her over and over again. Her breasts were raw from his rough handling of being sucked, bitten, kneaded until they ached. Her nipples were swollen and sensitive from his teeth grazing them repeatedly. And her ass… she had lost count of how many times he had taken her there, each time stretching her tighter than before.
At one point, he spent nearly an hour just sucking on her breasts, rough and relentless, his hands pinning her down as he devoured her like a man starved. “These tits are mine,” he growled between sucks, his voice muffled against her flesh. “No one gets to touch them but me.”
By the time the clock struck almost 9 PM, Janina could barely keep her eyes open. The house was engulfed in darkness, the only light coming from the faint glow of the streetlamp outside. She had lost track of time, lost track of everything except the sensation of Rahim’s cock inside her, again and again.
As he pounded into her one final time, his hips slamming against hers with a force that made the bed creak, he let out a guttural groan. “Fuck… you’re going to take my cum again,” he growled, his voice rough and raw. “Every drop of it.”
Janina’s breath hitched, her nails digging into the sheets as fear and arousal collided in her chest. “Rahim… please,” she gasped, her voice trembling. “You can’t keep doing this. I… I could get pregnant.
My husband and I...we haven’t had sex in months, and even then, we always use protection because we don’t want more kids. Do you realize what you’re doing to me?”
Rahim didn’t slow, his thrusts only growing harder, more possessive. He leaned down, his lips brushing her ear as he spoke, his voice low and dark. “Good.”
Her eyes widened, panic lacing her voice. “What do you mean, good? This isn’t a game, Rahim! This… this could ruin my life!”
He chuckled, a deep, predatory sound that sent shivers down her spine. “You think I care about your life with him? I want to breed you, Janina. I want to fill you with my seed, watch your belly swell with my child. No one else gets to have you like this. No one.”
Janina whimpered, her body arching despite her protests. “You’re insane… this is insane! My husband...he’ll find out!”
Rahim’s hand gripped her chin, forcing her to look at him. His eyes were dark, filled with a possessiveness that terrified her.
“He’ll never know,” he said, his voice dripping with certainty. “When he comes back from his trip, just fuck him without the condom once. He’ll think it’s his. But we’ll know the truth...it’ll be my child growing inside you.”
She shook her head, tears welling in her eyes. “You… you’re really going to do this to me?”
He thrust deeper, his cock pulsing as he spilled inside her yet again. “Mark today’s date in your calendar,” he growled, his voice a harsh whisper. “Because this is the day I bred you. And trust me, Janina, your husband will never satisfy you the way I did today”
Janina could only nod weakly, her body trembling as he emptied himself into her once more. When he finally collapsed beside her, his breathing ragged and his body slick with sweat, she felt like she had been through a marathon...exhausted, sore, but undeniably marked by him.
Janina’s breath hitched as she watched Rahim’s hand grope for the small jar once more. Her body still trembled from the endless hours of relentless pleasure, her skin slick with sweat and a thin layer of his cum that seemed to coat every inch of her.
She knew what was coming, it was inevitable. Rahim wasn’t done. He’d never be done, not while that jar still held its dark, glistening contents. She watched in both dread and fascination as he unscrewed the lid, the pungent, earthy smell of the oil filling the room. His fingers dipped into the jar, scooping out a generous amount, and then he began to stroke his cock with it.
Even now, limp and spent from the last round, his cock twitched under his touch, veins popping along its length as it surged back to life. Janina’s heart sank as she saw it thick, hard, and ready again. She wanted to protest, to beg him to stop, but her body betrayed her, a low thrum of arousal igniting deep within her despite her exhaustion. She was being consumed by him, little by little, until she was nothing but a vessel for his desires. There was no escape now only surrender.
Her phone had stopped ringing hours ago. She didn’t even remember when. The world outside this room, her kids, her husband...it all felt like a distant memory. All that mattered was the man towering over her, his cock already hardening again, his eyes dark with a hunger that showed no signs of abating.
The next four hours were a blur of sweat, moans, and raw, unrelenting pleasure. Rahim took her in every position imaginable...bent over the bed, on her knees against the wall, legs over his shoulders as he pounded into her with a ferocity that left her breathless. Each time he came, he whispered crude, possessive words into her ear.
“You’re my fucking slut now,” he growled as he emptied himself into her for the umpteenth time, his cock throbbing deep inside her. “No one else gets to have you like this.”
Another time, as he flipped her onto her stomach and entered her asshole without warning, he whispered, “Your tight little ass is mine too. No one else gets to touch it.”
Janina could only whimper in response, her body trembling as he filled her over and over again. Her breasts were raw from his rough handling of being sucked, bitten, kneaded until they ached. Her nipples were swollen and sensitive from his teeth grazing them repeatedly. And her ass… she had lost count of how many times he had taken her there, each time stretching her tighter than before.
At one point, he spent nearly an hour just sucking on her breasts, rough and relentless, his hands pinning her down as he devoured her like a man starved. “These tits are mine,” he growled between sucks, his voice muffled against her flesh. “No one gets to touch them but me.”
By the time the clock struck almost 9 PM, Janina could barely keep her eyes open. The house was engulfed in darkness, the only light coming from the faint glow of the streetlamp outside. She had lost track of time, lost track of everything except the sensation of Rahim’s cock inside her, again and again.
As he pounded into her one final time, his hips slamming against hers with a force that made the bed creak, he let out a guttural groan. “Fuck… you’re going to take my cum again,” he growled, his voice rough and raw. “Every drop of it.”
Janina’s breath hitched, her nails digging into the sheets as fear and arousal collided in her chest. “Rahim… please,” she gasped, her voice trembling. “You can’t keep doing this. I… I could get pregnant.
My husband and I...we haven’t had sex in months, and even then, we always use protection because we don’t want more kids. Do you realize what you’re doing to me?”
Rahim didn’t slow, his thrusts only growing harder, more possessive. He leaned down, his lips brushing her ear as he spoke, his voice low and dark. “Good.”
Her eyes widened, panic lacing her voice. “What do you mean, good? This isn’t a game, Rahim! This… this could ruin my life!”
He chuckled, a deep, predatory sound that sent shivers down her spine. “You think I care about your life with him? I want to breed you, Janina. I want to fill you with my seed, watch your belly swell with my child. No one else gets to have you like this. No one.”
Janina whimpered, her body arching despite her protests. “You’re insane… this is insane! My husband...he’ll find out!”
Rahim’s hand gripped her chin, forcing her to look at him. His eyes were dark, filled with a possessiveness that terrified her.
“He’ll never know,” he said, his voice dripping with certainty. “When he comes back from his trip, just fuck him without the condom once. He’ll think it’s his. But we’ll know the truth...it’ll be my child growing inside you.”
She shook her head, tears welling in her eyes. “You… you’re really going to do this to me?”
He thrust deeper, his cock pulsing as he spilled inside her yet again. “Mark today’s date in your calendar,” he growled, his voice a harsh whisper. “Because this is the day I bred you. And trust me, Janina, your husband will never satisfy you the way I did today”
Janina could only nod weakly, her body trembling as he emptied himself into her once more. When he finally collapsed beside her, his breathing ragged and his body slick with sweat, she felt like she had been through a marathon...exhausted, sore, but undeniably marked by him.
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