“Then beg for it,” he growls.His voice soothes my pain, eclipsing the burning sensation on my thighs.
“Please, Master, hurt me like I’m your little bitch.”
“You are my little bitch.”
The flogger kisses my inner thighs, sending a splash of pain through me.Something about being blindfolded, unsure of when and where the next whip will hit, makes my clit throb with excitement.My chest rises and drops heavily, trying to contain my adrenaline-induced heartbeat.He presses the pegs against my nipples as sweet, intoxicating pain sears through.It’s true what they say.It takes even more pain to overcome pain.This sweet pain makes everything I’ve been through feel almost inconsequential.It makes them feel like a forgotten memory, and I want more of it, especially if it means that I totally forget.I fucking want more.
“More, Master.I want more pain.It feels so fucking good ...so fucking good.”
He twists the peg around my nipples and pulls it.Fuck.I clench the ropes holding me in place.“Yes.”My moans sound more like an animalistic growl with each passing second.Never in my life could I have imagined that pain could feel so exhilarating ...so freeing.He releases my nipples, and I wait restlessly for the next tool from his arsenal.
He resumes twisting my nipples, and I hear the monotonous hum before it hits my folds.“God ...fuck ...dammit ...oh, shit ...fuck ...fuck...”My thoughts are a tangled mess, and I can’t decide on what to say.I’m torn between the raging forces of intense pain and maddening pleasure, and like a blackhole, I can’t be satisfied.I want more.I want his cock digging into me mercilessly.I’ve waited so much for it.I’ve been a good girl.I deserve to be rewarded.I deserve his cock ruthlessly plundering and taking my body.
He dips the vibrator inside me, fucking me senseless with it.I can feel the violent hum of the vibrator inside me, and my body quivers in response to its erratic motion.“Please, I need your cock inside me.Fuck me, Master.”
“You’ve been obedient, so I won’t deny you your reward.I’ll fuck you until you scream for help.”
He pulls the vibrator out.“Are you ready?”he growls.
“I’ve been ready for days.Please, Master, fuck me already.”I sound like a shameless slut, but I don’t mind.For Master, I’m willing to degrade myself even further.I’ll do anything to feel his cock inside me.
He slams his cock into me, and my eyes roll into the back of my head.He’s only just started, yet it feels like the end of a nerve-wracking orgasm.It feels like I’m caught in that tight little space between life and death where nothing else exists or matters.The sound of his cock ruthlessly slamming into me pulls me back to my senses.Fuck.I’m not dead.I’m still alive, and it feels fucking great.
I wrestle with my ropes, wishing I could dig my fingers into his back as he rams into me.His grunts and my nasty moans mix with the unholy music playing in the background.This is heaven, and I’ll be damned if I ever let it slip away.
His hands snake around my neck.Constricting with each heavy pounding.My veins pop, my lungs burn, my pussy clenches, my nipples ache—it’s a cocktail of feelings I’ve never felt before.Suddenly, my body slips out of my control, as I begin to spasm.
“I’m going to come,” I manage to say.
“Hold it.I’m close.”
“I can’t,” I cry, feeling my legs spasm even faster.“I fucking can’t.Oh, God, I’m going to come.”
Like a tsunami, an orgasm slams into me at the same time Adriano growls, releasing thick and warm fluid inside me.My body continues to shudder violently—relentlessly—and with it, clarity.
I don’t want to die.I want to be a slut.I want to be Adriano’s little slut.
