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Authors: Ker Dukey, D.H. Sidebottom
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the front of my body into the cold table. A fire grazed my ass as his palm struck it, the slap loud enough to release me from my daze. I pushed back, demanding more, begging for more. I couldn’t handle the incredible hunger inside me. I was thirsty for stimulation, panting for release.
“Look how beautifully your skin wears my mark, Star. My branding suits you.”
I screamed again when he struck me once more, the blaze of pain firing up the scorch of lust. “Fuck me,” I ordered through clenched teeth.
“Ask me nicely. Ladies should maintain their manners.”
I growled at him over my shoulder. His spiteful smile poured hatred into every part of me, yet it still wasn’t enough to dampen the need. I sneered at him. “Please fuck me, Mr. Troy.”
He laughed loudly, his face full of beautiful ruthlessness that made my heart still. “I love it when you beg but let’s not pretend you’re a lady, Star. We both know you’re a dirty little slut and you proved it so easily it’s disappointing.”
He slammed back inside me, causing my back to arch painfully. My heart seemed to stop while it simultaneously sped up, the beat of it matching the rhythm of his fucking, the contradiction causing a severe pain to crush my breastbone.
His fingers slid up the center of my back, the palm of his hand pressing against every groove of my spine until he fisted my hair and pulled my head back. His balls spanked my clit with every thrust inside me, his fingers fired shots of pain through my skull, his thick cock stretched me to an agonizing fullness – and I freaking loved it. I relished in the pain. I savored the sweet bite to each of my nerves. I possessed the driving ecstasy that tore through me and used it to pull my orgasm from its depths inside me.
Pleasure rolled over me, my body vibrating in total rapture as he thrust harder and harder. The snatch of his hold on my hair increased when I felt his breath on the side of my face. “Tell me how much you love it, Star. How good my cock feels inside you. How your body is humming and begging for me to let you fly.”
I nodded, screwing my eyes closed as my mind vomited with the betrayal of my body. “Yes,” I choked out as the thrill became intoxicating.
“Tell me,” he repeated sternly as he pressed a hand down between my shoulder blades, driving the pain to clash with the pleasure sailing through me.
“I love it,” I screamed as my thighs started to clench. “Your cock feels so good.”
He slammed inside me hard as his orgasm continued to rip through him. He yanked my head back further, the pull in my neck excruciating. “Open your eyes, whore.”
The way he spat the words sent a chill through my body. I snapped them open as a climax so intense caused my body to seize, each muscle contracting in a blissful torture.
A sob tore from me as I witnessed them watching me through a glass window. Four of them stood, their hands pressed to the glass, their eyes heated and narrow as lust and depravity contorted their faces.
Yet still my climax hit, the stare from our voyeurs intensifying my orgasm until my bones seemed to crack under the pressure. I couldn’t catch a breath as my eyes rolled and a delicious tightening in my body fired levels of pleasure so extreme through me that I felt everything sway and blur.
Mr. Troy jerked violently inside me, dragging me up to the surface of consciousness and then back down again when I felt the warmth of his cum flow inside me. I couldn’t work out if it had triggered another orgasm or if it extended the one already locking me down, but the pleasure went on and on until my exhausted body sagged beneath the weight of him.
“I must say,” he breathed in my ear as my body still shuddered beneath him. “That was a lot better than I thought it would have been. Whores usually have slack cunts. But you surprise me.”
Nausea threatened as humiliation hung heavy in my heart. I had succumbed to him so easily. Given him a piece of me
“Look how beautifully your skin wears my mark, Star. My branding suits you.”
I screamed again when he struck me once more, the blaze of pain firing up the scorch of lust. “Fuck me,” I ordered through clenched teeth.
“Ask me nicely. Ladies should maintain their manners.”
I growled at him over my shoulder. His spiteful smile poured hatred into every part of me, yet it still wasn’t enough to dampen the need. I sneered at him. “Please fuck me, Mr. Troy.”
He laughed loudly, his face full of beautiful ruthlessness that made my heart still. “I love it when you beg but let’s not pretend you’re a lady, Star. We both know you’re a dirty little slut and you proved it so easily it’s disappointing.”
He slammed back inside me, causing my back to arch painfully. My heart seemed to stop while it simultaneously sped up, the beat of it matching the rhythm of his fucking, the contradiction causing a severe pain to crush my breastbone.
His fingers slid up the center of my back, the palm of his hand pressing against every groove of my spine until he fisted my hair and pulled my head back. His balls spanked my clit with every thrust inside me, his fingers fired shots of pain through my skull, his thick cock stretched me to an agonizing fullness – and I freaking loved it. I relished in the pain. I savored the sweet bite to each of my nerves. I possessed the driving ecstasy that tore through me and used it to pull my orgasm from its depths inside me.
Pleasure rolled over me, my body vibrating in total rapture as he thrust harder and harder. The snatch of his hold on my hair increased when I felt his breath on the side of my face. “Tell me how much you love it, Star. How good my cock feels inside you. How your body is humming and begging for me to let you fly.”
I nodded, screwing my eyes closed as my mind vomited with the betrayal of my body. “Yes,” I choked out as the thrill became intoxicating.
“Tell me,” he repeated sternly as he pressed a hand down between my shoulder blades, driving the pain to clash with the pleasure sailing through me.
“I love it,” I screamed as my thighs started to clench. “Your cock feels so good.”
He slammed inside me hard as his orgasm continued to rip through him. He yanked my head back further, the pull in my neck excruciating. “Open your eyes, whore.”
The way he spat the words sent a chill through my body. I snapped them open as a climax so intense caused my body to seize, each muscle contracting in a blissful torture.
A sob tore from me as I witnessed them watching me through a glass window. Four of them stood, their hands pressed to the glass, their eyes heated and narrow as lust and depravity contorted their faces.
Yet still my climax hit, the stare from our voyeurs intensifying my orgasm until my bones seemed to crack under the pressure. I couldn’t catch a breath as my eyes rolled and a delicious tightening in my body fired levels of pleasure so extreme through me that I felt everything sway and blur.
Mr. Troy jerked violently inside me, dragging me up to the surface of consciousness and then back down again when I felt the warmth of his cum flow inside me. I couldn’t work out if it had triggered another orgasm or if it extended the one already locking me down, but the pleasure went on and on until my exhausted body sagged beneath the weight of him.
“I must say,” he breathed in my ear as my body still shuddered beneath him. “That was a lot better than I thought it would have been. Whores usually have slack cunts. But you surprise me.”
Nausea threatened as humiliation hung heavy in my heart. I had succumbed to him so easily. Given him a piece of me
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