Once her nightmare dissolved, I caressed up and down her midsection many times with the tips of my fingers. Her face turned toward me, her breaths heated my arm which was holding my head up.
She didn’t know I’d never fucked anyone else this much. I took her nipple into my mouth, drawing a moan out of her, then released it to blow air on it and watch it shrink from the cold. I sucked on it hard, not stopping when she tried to push me away. I grabbed her arm and threw it over my shoulder. She was so tired that she couldn't open her eyes, but her breaths wererushed and moans tumbled out of her one after the other. “Tell me you like it.”
“I like it, Sir,” she whispered in her sleep. I smiled as I slid down and placed her calves over my shoulder, then sucked on her clit so hard and pulled it as far as it would extend. It was swollen, and her pussy was coated with my cum and her juices. She smelled like pure sex, like the willing little whore she always was for me. I kept sucking on it, drawing long groans out of her, then flicking it with my tongue as hard and fast as I could until she moved her hips, bringing herself closer to my mouth, needing to feel more. Once she was dripping wet, I stuck three fingers in her pussy, curving them and moving them up and down, in and out.
Her own screams woke her. Her eyes snapped opened, and it took a second for her to realize where she was. Then I tightened my hold on her thigh and pressed the three dripping fingers into her ass.
She screamed and fought me. “No!”
She twisted away, and I couldn’t help but laugh at the way she tried to run, but by turning over, she’d just made it easier for me to finger her there.
I hooked my arm around her waist.
“No. Pleassseee!”
God, the bastard in me was eating up her panic. “It’s me,” I said, and slipped in oh-so easily, all the way up to my knuckles. She wasn’t breathing, probably having flashbacks. Despite all the toys I’d stuck up her ass, all the times I’d forced her to come with them in there, she still couldn’t stand the idea of being touched there. “You can’t go out there scared of this, or he will use it to torture you. Open your legs.”
“Not tonight—"
“Open them and show me what a perfect whore you are.” I didn’t move my fingers while feeling her hole tighten as shespread her legs. “That’s it. Just trust me.” I kissed her ass cheek then bit it a little, forcing her to pucker up. I did the same thing on different parts of her ass, with my fingers deep inside her. “That’s a good girl. Spread them all the way.”
She protested, but not with words. Still, she obeyed. “Please, Sir.” I loved listening to the trembling of her breath and thinking only I could do that to her, degrade her from the heartless psycho she was to a trembling leaf.
“Yes. I love it when you beg for it.” I pushed and pulled them out of her, and her body convulsed as she screamed. “Such a good whore, taking it in every hole for me. You like it—”
“Yes,” she whispered as I thrusted into her, quickening the pace.
“You like it?” I repeated.
“Yes!” She was so near, losing her mind, wailing yet opening her legs even more without me demanding it.
“You like it?” I moved faster and harder, watching while my fingers separated her cheeks as I pulled out then enveloped my hand when I slammed into her all the way up to my knuckles.
“Yes!” The upper half of her body was arched over the edge of the bed from her trying to slip away. Her ass was also stiff to the point of trembling, squeezing my fingers so hard it hurt.
“You’re such a whore for this? Is that how much you like it?”
“Yes,” she sobbed. Her ass started bouncing off the bed, and she screamed so loud and hard I was sure they could hear her outside.
“You fucking whore! Look at you. You’re gonna come, aren’t you?”
“Please!”
“You want to come with my hand in your ass? Huh? Is that what you want?”
“Yes! Please! Please, Sir! Please!” With my other hand, I slapped her ass cheek hard, drawing a screech out of her. I took the fingers out and thrust all four back in.
“Come, you fucking whore! Come!” With my permission, I didn’t have to thrust my hand into her anymore. She was fucking it, sliding back and forth. Her insides tightened on me again and again.
A long, high-pitched screech filled the room, then she collapsed, sobbing and trembling, hanging over the edge of the bed. Her entire body stiffened then released, spasming from euphoria while she cried.
I moved, pulling her by her ankles, and lay over top of her without my full weight on her before she could turn over. Wrapping her hair around my fist, I moved her to face me. “I can’t wait to bury all of my cock in your ass, to break it, gape it open, and fill it with cum.”
“Why? Why do you want to do that to me when you know I don’t like it and you know why.”
“Because, Magdalena, I want to dominate you, control you, push you beyond your trauma, your sanity. I want to see you on the other side and watch you melt for me, into me. I want you to overcome your biggest fears and burn down every fucking boundary you ever had for me.”
I kissed her cheek, then invaded her ear with my tongue, drawing a whimper out of her. “Are you ready?”
