“I’m not only going to be the last person that touches your cunt, but the last person to fuck it as well.” I pause and take in the emotions flitting across her face. Shock. Resistance. And a bit of excitement. I can work with those. “Are you understanding what I’m telling you? You may answer.”
“I think…you’re really serious about wanting to marry me.”
“Smart and beautiful,” I say with a nod. “I’m a lucky groom-to-be.”
I nuzzle her clit with the tip of my nose and then take the tiny piece of flesh in my mouth. I suck the shit out of it and bite it intermittently. There is no build up, no gradual increase. Right now there’s only the need to dominate my fiancée so she’ll never think to disobey me again.
Carina bucks her hips and strains against her bonds, turning me on even more. My cock is hard and I’m so starved for her that I’d love nothing better than to fuck her cunt until it’s swollen and squeezes me tighter than a fist. Although, given how tight it was when I first fingered her, I’m not sure it can get any smaller. Regardless, my need to have her is killing me.
But she needs to suffer.
And then tomorrow I’ll fuck her senseless and until my cock damn near falls off. It’s going to be the best sex of my life and just thinking about it… Fuck me.
I shove my finger in her cunt and she cries out. Whether from surprise or pain, I’m not sure and I don’t care. “This cunt is mine. Say it.”
“Rafael…”
I slip my finger out to slap her cunt.
“Son of a bitch!” Her expletive is said through clenched but I hear it all the same. She hisses a breath and glares at me, but I love seeing her angry.
I doubt she can say the same about me.
This time I hit her clit.
“Okay! It’s yours,” she yells.
I smirk at her. “That’s what I fucking thought. Now that we both agree I own this pussy, tell me who you want to fuck it.”
She makes a sound that’s a cross between choking and grunting. “You.”
I roll my eyes. “Viziata, that wasn’t very convincing.” I skim my fingertips along the inside of one thigh and then the other. She shivers in response. “My fingers are slick and by the night’s end, this,” I say, licking the effects of her arousal from my thumb, “will be streaming down your legs, as well as tears down your cheeks. Both salty and delicious.”
A thought occurs to me and I suck each of my fingertips while I think on it. Then I spear Carina with my gaze, letting her see the strength of my determination to have this question put to rest.
“I asked you if you were a virgin and you never answered.” I tilt my head and squint up at her. “You may do so now.”
Her nostrils flare with her deep inhale. “Imay answer now? You know what? I don’t care if you beat me or if you tie me up like prime beef, I’m not telling you shit that’s none of your business.”
“Oh, really?”
I slowly rise to my full height and Carina’s bravado fades. Once our gazes are parallel, I take hold of her jaw and apply pressure until her eyes widen. “You made yourself my business by coming to my house. You made yourself my fiancée, furthering my authority over you. Now you will soon be my wife. Under what circumstances do you think I’ll allow you to withhold information from me? Especially, if it concerns you, and therefore, me?”
“Please.”
“Please?” I cup her breast and run my thumb over her nipple, delighting in the look of panic that now covers her face. “Please what?”
“Just…please,” she says with a thread of defeat in her voice.
I pinch her nipple and do the same to the other. “Tell me what I want to know.”
She presses her lips together and gives me a stubborn shake of her head. In response, I sweep my mouth across hers in a simple kiss.
“This is going to be fun.”
With a press of a button, the rope lifts her until Carina is on her tiptoes. Now the timer begins because there’s only so long her arms will support the weight of her body. But I’ve grown tired of toying with her.
I dip my head and pull her nipple into my mouth and at the same time grab her cunt. When my fingers are covered in her arousal, I bring them to her ass. She stiffens at my touching the line between her ass cheeks and then whimpers when I massage her back entrance. Using my free hand, I plunge two fingers into her cunt. The various points of stimuli have their intended effect and Carina shrieks. But I don’t stop the sensual attack. Instead, I thrust in and out of her cunt while continuing to suck on her nipples, sometimes biting them. Every so often I push the tip of my thumb into her ass and that’s when her struggles begin in earnest.
