He whacked me with that strap, hard, yet I never begged him to stop. Once he finished rubbing the salve into my scorched skin, he lay down next to me and shifted me back to my side. He brought the bottle of Gatorade to my lips. I eagerly drank it, allowing some to drip down the sides of my mouth. God, it was good.
“That’s it, love. Drink it all up. I put you through a lot. I don't want you to get dehydrated, and you need to replace your electrolytes.”
He kissed the top of my head, emptying the rest of the refreshing drink into my eager mouth. I was still crying in between small sips of the cool liquid.
Once I finished the bottle, he gently pulled me to him, making sure I rested on my hip so I didn’t feel the sting of the sheets against my throbbing bottom. I was still crying and sniffling, trying to keep my nose from running.
He reached over to the nightstand, grabbed some tissue, and handed it to me. I blew my nose to keep the snot drip from hitting my lips. I looked up at my kidnapper, locking my gaze on him. He had the most beautiful grey eyes I have ever seen. His face was so goddam handsome, but he was such a twisted fuck.
He lifted my chin, and his lips swooped down over mine without warning. I gasped, not expecting it. I always thought a kiss was more intimate than the act of intercourse itself. Something about someone swapping spit with you seems much more personal.
Fucking is fucking, but a kiss was something else altogether. It was to me, anyway. I didn’t fight him this time. I opened my lips, welcoming his warm tongue into my mouth.
My emotions were wreaking havoc throughout my body. He kissed me passionately, like I was the only girl in the world, and he couldn't get enough of me. I reciprocated without a fight. Ineededthis from him for some odd reason, which I did not understand.
I am not sure what kind of mind games he played with me, but it was irrelevant. All I knew was Icravedhim. Even after what he just did, my mind, body, and soul required this from the very man who kidnapped me and belted my ass raw.
I put my arms around his neck and pulled him closer. My tongue tangoed in an erotic dance with his. He growled as he kissed me harder, demanding compliance.
I could feel myself getting wet, which confused me even more. I didn’t understand these feelings coming to the surface, but I quickly dismissed the thoughts from my mind.
I started grinding against his thick, muscular thigh. I needed him to fuck me right now. My brain couldn’t comprehend what my body was doing, and I couldn’t control my need for him. He still had his jeans on, and I wanted nothing more than to remove them.
I could feel his hard-on press against my hip. He lifted me off him, laying me on my side. He jumped off the bed, slipped out of his jeans, and threw them on the floor.
He removed his muscle shirt, carelessly tossing the garment across the room. He was so tall and muscular that I was frightened. I knew he was going to fuck me, and I was worried that he wouldn’t fit inside my body. I wasn't short by any means, but next to him, I was small.
Maybe he saw the scared look on my face, I don’t know, but he eased my fears with his soothing voice.
“Kitten, I need to fuck you now. You poked the bear. I can see the apprehension on your face. Don’t worry, you were made for me. You can handle it.”
He stood up and walked to the bathroom, leaving me panting breathlessly after seeing just how magnificent his body was. I don’t know what kind of spell he had me under, but I honestly wanted him in the worst way.
I felt empty and so utterly fucked in the head. I need human contact like I need oxygen right now. He came back and kneeled on the bed.
His dick was hard, thick, and long. I swallowed, taking in the sheer size of his manhood. He had a condom in his hand.
Within two seconds, he unwrapped it and sheathed his cock in the barrier of protection that would comebetween us. He picked me up with no effort at all and set me on my knees.
I still had the bandages on my feet, which were surprisingly still intact.
“Kitten, spread those legs for me. I want to taste your cunt again, then I am going to fuck the shit out of you.”
It was as if I were in a trance, and nothing else mattered in the entire world. Not my abduction, the spankings, and the sheer terror this man evoked inside of me. I did exactly as he told me. I opened my legs as far as I could, allowing him total access to my lower half. I heard his breath catch in his throat.
“My pet, your ass is streaked with welts. Just beautiful. My fucking cock is hard looking at what I own. You belong to me and only me. I will decorate your whole body with my marks, claiming you from head to toe. I want everything from you. Not only your body and submission to me, but I want your mind and soul, too. You are so fucking beautiful.”
I felt my sex tingle at his words. I couldn’t help it. The rational part of my brain knew he was dangerous just by the words spilling from his mouth, but the dopamine center didn’t care if he was a monster.
Marking and decorating my body with his imprint meant more rough spankings with anything he fancied, and I could give two shits right now. Whatever tricks my mind was playing on me didn’t matter; all I could think about was him possessing me this minute, screwing me, and initiating some physical contact, whether it was good or bad.
My sex throbbed for him, and my head was fighting between right and wrong, but I didn’t stop what was to come. I allowed him complete access to mewithout so much as a word from my mouth. I didn’t beg or plead with him to stop. No, I needed the devil in him to possess me.
To use me and abuse me, and that makes me just as fucked up as he is. He laid on his back between my legs, grabbing me roughly by the hips; he brought my pussy down to his mouth so I was sitting on his face. I felt his tongue lick my folds, and I pushed down harder on the stiff muscle, wanting more of the pleasurable sensations.
I didn’t feel remorseful or embarrassed. I didn’t question my sanity at this point. It was no longer important.
I pushed against his tongue more forcefully as he licked and sucked my clit. I could feel the currents rippling through my whole body. He lapped and sucked at me like a wild animal, and I fucking loved it. I had never had an orgasm as intense as the one I just experienced five minutes ago.
