Mistake. Big mistake. The anger is melting, and my cock strains so hard in my pants that it hurts. I grip the switch in my hand, determined to see the punishment through.
She stares at me, shock freezing her features. A car could come by at any minute, and she’s naked save for her panties. Which I rip off her a second later.
She clenches her bottom, and I know she’s half-hoping I’ll switch her there next. Instead, I eye her breasts.
Breasts which have been sorely neglected up till now.
She follows my gaze to them, and inhales sharply.
“You’re lucky,” I breathe in her ear. “I’m giving you one lastchance. This is the final one. Tell me.”
She shakes her head again, but this time, it doesn’t seem to be in rebellion. She looks like she wants to experience whatever brand of torture comes next. And the truth is, I do too.
I should be furious that her silence is putting her in danger, but instead, I’m horny as fuck.
“Alright,” I mutter. “This is going to hurt.”
I punctuate my sentence with the first slice of the twig against her left nipple. She yelps in pain and crumples to the ground.
But I grab her and keep her propped up as I continue to punish her breasts, causing angry red zigzags to form across her sensitive nipples. I keep going until the twig snaps in two.
“Still nothing?” I growl.
Even if she wanted to tell me, she’d be unable to speak. Tears are bubbling out of her eyes, her cheeks are drenched… and so is her pussy.
I drag a finger over her slit, swiping at the evidence of her arousal.
“Well, fuck,” I breathe.
The switching was absolutely vicious, and yet she’s soaked. It’s hard to believe.
“I want you,” she says again, a tremor in her voice.
She really isn’t as weak as I sometimes think. Or maybe I’m not as strong. Whatever the case, it’s clear I’ve lost this battle. I cave in to her demand.
Warning signals crash in my ear, but I push them away. We’re on the run, but I’m only human. I need this girl like I need oxygen itself. I close my mouth around one of her breasts, striped red from the twig, and my gentle sucking seems to sooth the pain, because she sighs.
I suck the other nipple for just a second as she moans louder, and my hands dig into her bottom, gripping her and holding her to me. Then I fall to my knees and latch onto her pussy. Hergroans grow louder than ever as I begin to lave at her folds, my tongue delving into her pussy, pushing against the spot that drives her wild, and I actually have to pin her to the car to keep her from bucking wildly.
But my own needs are pressing, and as she nears her orgasm, I pull back, open the trunk, then push her down inside on her stomach. She arches back to me, pleading me to take her pussy, but I’m a man of my word. Most of the time. I’m not ready to consummate our marriage yet.
I hope fucking her ass doesn’t count, because that’s exactly what I intend to do.
I slam into her, not allowing her to catch her breath before I start ramming into her hard, fucking all the aggravation out of my system. She’s so fucking tight back there that it actually hurts, but the pain only makes it better. Especially when I see how her legs dangle helplessly out of the trunk of the car, her upper body nearly swallowed up by the darkness within.
But not quite. Not enough for me to forget that her throat belongs to me. Same as her breasts. I own them, and I remind her of it, one hand wrapping around her neck and squeezing just enough that her breath grows ragged, while the other tortures her nipples, one after another.
Mine. All mine.
I drive my cock into her relentlessly, the inner walls of her ass milking me, the heartbeat under my fingers quickening, until I feel myself coming.
I pull out so I can decorate her ass with my arousal, then take a few steps back to admire the view. Her bottom, wriggling over the edge of the trunk, her legs flailing behind her. Fucking glorious.
But she manages to get upright just a bit too quickly, and I hiss in annoyance. I didn’t give her permission to do that. I have half a mind to lock her in that very trunk until she properly submitsto the man who owns her.
But I’m not that cruel.
Plus, I want to keep feasting my eyes on her naked body.
