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She’s slow to lower her hand, but I give her the time even though my jaw is clenching. Given the circumstances, I can show some patience. This is her first time sucking cock for a favor, after all. She looks up, staring me straight in the eye as she slowly opens that red-painted mouth. My grip on her hair tightens, causing her to grimace in pain just as my cock pushes through her lips, fired up by the expression on her face.
I don’t know whether I was born this nasty way or whether I turned into this monster somewhere along the way. But I like giving pain, and I’ve been endowed with the weapon to do it. I’m not like other men, I don’t sedate with pleasure even though I do make sure to deliver an orgasm. It’s the least I can do for a woman who puts up with the ordeal of taking my huge cock.
I watch it go into Sirenna’s mouth, her gag reflex kicking in within seconds. She grabs my thighs, her fingers flexing at the solid feel of them against her palms. I groan, my jaw tightening, excitement roiling in my chest.
“No, you’re not taking control, Mrs. Carter,” I growl darkly. “I’m the one doing the fucking. You’re the one whoring yourself.” With that, I clench my ass, pushing my dick so deep down her throat that she chokes on it. Making sure she won’t throw up, I tug her hair harshly. I keep her head tilted back, placing one foot on the sofa next to her to drive my cock in all the way.
Her eyes fill with tears but also a dark type of excitement. I’d recognize that spark anywhere. It’s the kind of excitement you feel when you’re broken enough to enjoy it when someone is borderline violating you. I should know.
I grin down at her, letting her glimpse the monster behind my shiny outer shell as I increase my pace until my balls hit her chin. I don’t think anyone has ever fucked her mouth this savagely before.
“You better get used to my balls on your face,” I growl, sweat beading on my forehead. Not from the effort but from the pleasure that tightens in my groin. “I’m going to fuck this mouth often, while all you can do is take it, limp and helpless.” Madness flashes in my eyes. Madness that had lesser women whimpering. But Sirenna Carter seems to enjoy it, abandoning herself to the abuse. If her mouth weren’t so utterly stuffed with my cock, she’d probably grin at me.
I thrust harder, bent on making this uncomfortable for her. On making her hate it. This isn’t some pink-cheeked virgin who would worship a man for giving her the first orgasm of her life. She’s not the Puritan wifey type either. No, it’s going to take violent possession to burn myself into this wild flame’s memory. She won’t just tremble with pleasure when she remembers me, she’ll shudder in fear as well. It’s the only way to brand her, to mark her as mine.
Pleasure pulses through my cock, the bastard ready to unload inside her mouth, but I intend to prolong this. To thrust until her lips are bruised and cracked and maybe a little bloody, but then I sense her squirm under me. Her lashes fall to shield her eyes, and a moan vibrates around my dick. The muscles in her arm work. One glance behind me reveals that her skimpy satin dress has ridden up her hips, exposing her hand working inside her panties. I didn’t let her touch me, so she started touching herself, and she’s about to come all over those slim fingers.
It’s my demise.
My muscles clench as I release my cum down her throat, a long groan leaving my chest. My head is fucking spinning.
“Fuuuuuck,” I grunt. It’s been an eternity since I shattered this hard. I bare my teeth, making a superhuman effort to pop my dick out of her mouth. She chokes on a deep breath like she’s just emerged from underwater while I grab my cock at the root and press it to her lips. I smear the last of my cum over them, my eyes fixed on it mingling with what’s left of her lipstick. Damn, it feels good. Painting her mouth with my semen might just become my new kink.
“Ah, that’s more like it, the picture of who you really are,” I purr. “A twisted little banshee who loves dick. She just forgot it for a few sad years.”
All she does is stare at me, those intense dark eyes unwavering. Filling with hatred, despite, or maybe because she found pleasure in my using her.
“Our contract is sealed,” I say, gripping her chin between two fingers and tilting her face up so I can have a good look at her, wretched and used. “You’re officially under my protection. That means I’ll fucking pulverize all those threatening you if they dare come within a mile of your pretty ass. But just so you know–” I run my hand through her hair with the gentleness of a lunatic. “I’ll be coming for more of this. Starting today, you are my property, and I’ll be using you every time I feel like it.” I arrange her hair so that it once again makes a perfect frame around her face. Then I give her the dashing smile I first greeted her with. “Good girl.”
I step away, taking a good look at her while I tuck myself in.
“What a beautiful picture,” I declare. “Mrs. Carter, sprawled on a sofa with her dress in disarray, her panties soaked, and her face full of cum.”
“I told you,” she says hoarsely, “don’t call me Mrs. Carter. To you, I’m Ms–”
“Yes, well, you’re not a miss yet. As despicable as you find your husband, you are still married, and you just let another guy deep-throat you. By most standards, you’re an adulterous little slut.”
She sits up straight, hands on her knees to hide her trembling. She glares at me out of those uptilted, fiery eyes.
“I’m glad you had your fun. There’s power in making a man like you want to fuck a woman. But just so you know–” She straightens her back. “I’ll never be a pool of wet admiration at your feet.”
My mouth curls wickedly. “No, not a pool of admiration. But one of lust.”
I promise myself that, soon, she’ll beg me to use her. I know exactly how to do that because she and I are more similar than she imagines. Maybe she can’t feel the invisible tethers binding us, but I do. I’ve sensed them ever since I watched her own that guy by fucking his face at The Rite, even though I wasn’t perfectly aware of it. She had something that kept me rooted in the ground, watching her.
I grab her arm and drag her into the bathroom, forcing her to look at herself in the mirror.
“This is what you get for trying to manipulate me with a little leather and lace. I never do business with duplicitous people, and I hope you appreciate that I’m making an exception for you.” I bring my face next to hers in the mirror. I’m a giant compared to her.
She grins defiantly as if she’s perfectly comfortable with my cum on her mouth.
“It worked perfectly if you ask me. And, judging by the look on your face while your cum squirted down my throat, that doesn’t happen often.” She leans toward the mirror, wiping the corners of her mouth with the same fingers that pleasured her pussy just moments ago. Her eyes lock on mine, all provocation and defiance.
I bare my teeth in a silent hiss, my hand slipping down her ass and grabbing her cheek through the satin.
“Tell yourself whatever you must to feel better. But the reality remains that you are mine now, Sirenna Carter, and I’m going to have a hell of a good time using you like my personal little whore.”
Yet I remain savagely aware of her as I head back into my office and take a seat at my desk, signaling that this meeting is over.
