I move quickly on my knees to lurch forward and catch her before she can crack her fucking head on something.
Now, she’s beneath me.
“If you wanted to get away, that wasn’t the best plan,” I tease, resuming my taunting, my index finger tracing circles on her inner thigh.
She’s clamped her legs shut and taken away the typical open-door policy I usually have when she’s drugged.
I don’t fucking like it.
“Did watching me fuck you get you wet?” I ask, adding depth to my voice to drive home that I will not be ignored much longer.
“No.”
“That better be the truth, poison, or you won’t like the outcome.”
Fear flickers in her eyes as I sit up on my knees and unsheath a small blade from my side.
She screams, bucking wildly to get free.
Turning over, she gets on her hands and knees and tries to crawl to the door.
My laughing adds a macabre soundtrack to the scene as she attempts to escape me.
I’m far larger and quicker, and I grab her by an ankle with one hand, dragging her back to me.
Her other leg kicks wildly, and I lift the knife in the air so she can’t kick it and hurt herself.
Part of me wishes she would kick the thing and drive it through my body. Thinking of her stabbing me has a tingle working through my cock as it fills with blood.
“Hold still!” I shout, and it’s loud enough that it shocks her.
She shakes as she cries, but does as she’s told.
Muttering to myself, I use the knife to cut through her shorts in the front.
Sheathing my blade, I shove her panties to the side.
“Please,” she whispers, shaking her head.
“If you lied to me, you know there’ll be consequences, right?”
She nods, her tears covering her beauty in emotional rain.
I remove my glove and toss it aside on the floor before leaning over her, much as I had on the video. My hand teases over her pussy, already feeling her wetness seeping outward inanswer. Tsking, I shake my head, plunging them between her lips. “You naughty, naughty girl. Lying won’t get you far with me. I guess you’ll have to learn that the hard way.”
“I’m sorry,” she says, her sobs choked as she turns her face away from me when I swirl the tip of my finger around her clit.
“Look at me!” I shout, and my voice carries through the house, causing Bear to stir again.
His snarling only enlivens me.
Dropping closer to her face, I bite her earlobe. “I’ve waited a very long time for you to look at me while I touch you.”
“You touched me without my permission,” she replies, turning toward me quickly, causing our noses to rub against one another.
My lips are so close to hers, closer than they’ve ever been.
“If you think I’m going to go down without a fight, you’re fucking delusional.”
