After years of training slaves, I’d become so numb to all of it, but that night, I felt emotionally exhausted. I thought it was the PTSD episode I’d just had. I had not had one in so many years, so although brief, it’d hit me hard.
Somehow, I knew the image of her suffering would never leave my memory again.
I knew he wouldn’t end this whole charade until I did something to her, so I decided to do the least harmful thing I could. Only, I didn’t expect what happened.
When I was on my knees next to her body, I got a good look at her face. The moon lit it, and I had never seen a prettier girl. The tears, the way her eyebrows curved from pain. I didn’t even understand what was happening to me. My world stopped. Suddenly, nothing else mattered. All my plans and practical, complete thoughts disappeared.
Her big almond-shaped black eyes were extremely expressive. I could tell everything she was thinking. She’d hoped I would be the one nice guy who wouldn’t hurt her.Oh no, Little One, I’m the worst of them because I know exactly how you feel and I’m still going to do this to you.
“Don’t worry, I’ll be gentler than him,” I whispered, then rubbed the tip of my dick on her lips, desperate for her to take me in her mouth.
“Pleeeeasssse,” she whispered while shaking her head. It was as if we were in our own bubble. I studied her terrified, gorgeous face.
If only she knew this was just one night, just for a few minutes, but there was no way for me to communicate that to her. Instead, I acted like the asshole I’d been trained to be and said, “Come on. I’m trying to be nice to you.” She looked at my cockand had the same surprised expression every girl who saw it for the first time always had. She was scared of the size of it. “Just a quick blowjob. It won’t hurt. I promise.”
So, I caressed her silky cheek and cupped her face. Her eyes fluttered closed at the feel of my fingers raking her hair, pushing it back. I was trying to calm her. Mael was sucking her pussy, and I could tell her body was enjoying it. I wasn’t sure she knew how much and how loudly she was moaning. I could hear how wet she was. It made me want her even more. My cock was pulsing for her. Somewhere inside this girl was a little whore I wanted to dominate oh-so badly. The thought of it made pre-cum leak from my tip. My entire body heated in a way it never had. It reacted to her like never before. It hurt to not relieve the ache.
As I slid the tip against her lips, wetting them, she opened her mouth for it, lost in the pleasure. “Fuck…” I whispered. I gasped at how hot her mouth was and closed my eyes, angling my head back, feeling her inner cheeks against my dick, her tongue circling around it. How could she be this good at sucking dick? “Oh, my fucking, god…” I cussed in a low voice, then a moan escaped me.
I tried to block everything else because I hated that Mael had ever touched her, ever even looked at her. I’d heard him calling her Magdalena. What a name. I wanted to kiss her oh-so badly. I needed her to be mine, all mine.
“You’re so warm and wet,” I praised, continuing to only push as little of my dick into her mouth as possible while caressing her temple and raking her hair. I wanted to tell her she looked so beautiful taking my cock, that she was doing so well, making me so happy. I wanted to comfort her, take away the ugliness, the horrifying part of this whole situation, and have her give herself to me, to beg me to fuck her. Just the thought of her consent heated my insides, making me sweat and groan. “That feels sogood…” I couldn’t help saying as her tongue circled my cock again and again.
When her eyes stayed looking up at my face, my mouth fell open.Jesus fucking Christ.I wanted her. No. I needed her. I pushed into her a little farther, and her eyes filled with tears. The tears were gorgeous, they were all for me, all mine. I wished I could lick them off her face.
She closed her eyes again, and I could tell she was holding her breath, so I slid out of her and whispered into her ear. “Look into my eyes.”
At first, I saw the confusion on her face, but then the connection was locked between us. I saw when her cheeks became rosy, her eyes dreamy as if she were drunk. Like the snake I was, I tried to brainwash her by repeating, “It’s going to be okay.” I never stopped caressing her cheeks, raking her hair. I wanted her to associate the actions with my words. I was trying to be as kind and gentle as possible. As they raped her, she took more and more of my cock as if it comforted her, even though I wasn’t pushing it in deeper. I’d heard of girls who could suck dick all through the night in their sleep. I wanted that with her, for my big cock to comfort her in the midst of such a terrifying night. I was so grateful. The pinker her cheeks got, the louder she moaned until she was screaming with my dick pulsing in her mouth.
Goddammit, why does she have to look and sound like this?It was hardening my cock to the point of pain, pushing me to want her more. My cock ached, needing to fill her mouth and throat. I needed her to take all of me. It was driving me to insanity. I had to resist begging her for more.
“Fuck, Magdalena …”Please.“So … fucking … good.” My whimpers and moans got louder. “So … fucking beautiful.” Her eyes bulged open as her orgasm took over her. The screams bursting out of her did something strange to me, pushing mydesire for her past limits I’d never tested before. She seemed scared, as if this had been her first time.It’s okay, I kept mouthing to her. Her whimpers rushed out of her, one after the other, and when the orgasm peaked, her mouth tightened on the girth of me, sucking hard. I could feel the sounds she was making on my cock. “I’m sorry. You feel too good.” New tears trailed from her eyes every time I plunged deep into her throat. Oh, but it felt so fucking good. I couldn’t help it.
She attempted to escape when Gabin was raping her ass. It was too painful for her. I knew what she was going through and the idiot probably wasn’t doing it right. I released her, giving her space to twist out of their hold and escape, but she couldn’t. Her cries were hysterical, echoing through the whole forest. At times, she wouldn’t breathe, almost fainting.
I looked away for a moment because I couldn’t take it. It was one thing for me to teach girls how to survive all these assholes, and quite another for them to just take an innocent girl and do this to her.
For a second, I considered it. My body and mind were screaming for me to do something, to save her, but even though I was the most built out of all of them, there was no way I could take them all at once. Then what would become of me? Master would kill meandher. No.I’ve already been through this and barely escaped with my life.The thought froze me. Was it coincidence that I was feeling the same for this girl as I had for that one? The déjà vu was strong.
Once I looked at her again, she was a different person—broken, lost, defeated, unrecognizable. The sparkle in her eyes was gone. It was too late. She was gone. The stabbing in my heart stole my breath. I should have saved her. It would rob me of sleep for the rest of my life.
She silently sobbed, trying to hold her breath for as long as possible and failing, looking away. I caressed her face again. Thistime, I didn’t have to slide it on her lips. She took it, and I needed to come so fucking badly. I held her head, my fingers spread on her temples. The restraint I was using to not push my dick all the way into her fucking esophagus had my fingers digging into her skin.
She willingly took me deeper and deeper and held my dick there, right at the cusp. It was so warm and tight there. The frequent whimper tightened her throat around the girth of it. It teased me. My eyes rolled back while my breathing rushed as if I were running ten miles. My chest tightened. A long moan and whimper escaped me. How could she do this while being abused in such a savage, cruel way? It was as if she wanted to satisfy me despite everything. The thought pushed me. “Fuck … Fuck … Fuck,” I repeated while whimpering and shivering, wanting more. My cock was so sensitive. When my gaze locked with hers, we were both sobbing silently, with trembling furrowed brows.
I couldn’t comprehend what was happening. What was this girl doing to me? I could only feel my cock. All other parts of my body were completely numb. I lost all semblance of reality and control and fucked her at full speed without making her gag. “God. You’re so good at this. So good.”
With my eyes, I begged her to forgive me, but I knew that would be impossible. Some of my tears fell on her cheek, mixing with hers.
“Fuck, I’m gonna come. She’s too good. I’m gonna come. Fuck,” I said, breathless and groaning, before pushing my dick into her throat. My cock jerked while being squeezed by the taut hole that was her throat, and cum rushed too hard through me again and again and again, spilling into her. For a few seconds, I wasn’t there. I had my eyes closed and directed at the night sky. I scarcely heard the long groan I let out. No other girl had ever sucked my dick like that, made me feel like that. I’d never felt so much pleasure in my life. With every spill, a helpless high-pitched whimper escaped me. My eyes opened again when she gagged, and I pulled out more. “Just a little more … I can’t … help it. Fuck!” I withdrew myself from her mouth as soon as I finished, not releasing her gaze, then kissed her forehead.
Dizziness had me fearing I’d fall. She’d syphoned my soul, and all my body wanted was to feel it all over again. I didn’t believe in witches until that very moment. She was addicting.
“I’m so sorry,” I whispered into her ear while still catching my breath. The whimper from her heated and woke my body again. “It will all be over soon.” At first, I was just going to walk away to recover, but I couldn’t bring myself to leave her there with them.
“You’re doing good,” I repeated between short kisses all over her face and cum-wetted lips. I held her head with my shaky hands. This was what I would have done with her if she were mine. I would have kissed her ’til the end of time, worshipped her, made her come so many times she would have begged me for my cock. Oh, to have her truly beg for it…
I kept pushing back her hair, smelling her, laying soft little kisses so in the midst of going through hell, she’d feel some love. “It’s gonna be okay.” We stared at each other. I wanted it to end almost as badly as she did.
