“Now that I’ve had a taste of my pretty Dolly, I’m not letting her go. You’re staying here with me from now on,” he murmurs, and panic surges through me. He grabs the back of my hair, lifting my head before wrapping his palm over the front of my bruised throat, peering down at me.
“You can’t keep me here, Hell. I will run from you as soon as I get the chance,” I whisper breathlessly.
He sets his lips against mine, exposing his teeth against them. “And I will fucking catch you every single time,” he hisses.
I challenge him, “But what if I just knock you out again?”
I feel his lips curl into a wicked smile against mine. “Then I’ll fucking find you and after I awaken, I’ll do unholy things to your body again, just as I did last night, but so badly next time. To the point that you'll never able to escape me again. I'll cut your fucking legs off if I have to. As long as I still have your perfect cunt, hot tits, and pretty face, I'm fucking satisfied. You’ll be my little nugget.”
“You're sick,” I say, grinning slightly.
“I know,” he growls, shifting between my legs from behind. “You don't have to tell me, pretty girl. You should be asking yourself why it gets your pussy so fucking wet.”
With his palm still wrapped firmly around my throat, he keeps my head tilted back, our breaths mingling, lips brushing against each other. His other hand moves between my thighs, and as soon as he touches my pussy, I wince, the pain from last night’s brutality sharp and evident. Ignoring my discomfort, he slides his lengthy fingers into me quickly, and just as I am about to scream, his lips crash against mine, drowning it out.
His tongue slips into my mouth, exploring and dominating, as he gives me a few hard thrusts with his fingers. The sensation sends shockwaves through my body, and his dick, hard and heavy, bobs against my asscheek with every movement he makes.
I moan into his mouth, my body responding despite the lingering pain. His fingers curl inside me, hitting that perfect spot, and I lift my ass, giving him better access to delve deeper.
As soon as come starts to ooze out of my soaked entrance and all over his fingers, he pulls them out, breaking the kiss. Then, he sits back, yanking my hair, forcing me to follow. With my back against his front, both of us up on our knees, he wraps his arm around my neck, holding me close to him and guiding his cock to my pussy from behind. I feel his piercing slip down my slick folds before he suddenly slips into me with one forceful shove. My eyes widen, a scream escaping me as my pussy clenches around him from the pain.
He groans in delight at my agonizing shriek, squeezing my breast viciously with one hand before giving it a hard slap.
“Fuck, I love it when you scream for me. Do it a-fucking-gain,” he demands, his voice a guttural growl as he presses his forehead against the side of my head.
He starts to pound into me, each thrust deep and forceful, his piercings creating a delicious friction against my inner walls. His movements are wild and untameable, each one driving me closer to the edge, my ass bouncing and slapping against his hips. As his arm tightens around my neck, my nails dig into the skin of his forearm, leaving angry red scratches.
My cries grow louder the harder he gets, smashing his cock into me with relentless force, but as soon as we're both teetering on the edge of a climax, he releases me, and I collapse forward, my hands meeting the bed. He harshly presses me down, forcing my ass to stay in the air, the position making me feel utterly exposed and vulnerable. His hand pushes against the top of my ass, spreading my thighs wide, while his other hand stays on the back of my head, holding me in place, asserting his dominance.
With his cock still buried deep inside me, he removes his hand from my head, gliding it down the curve of my sweaty back until it’s positioned on my ass. He splits my cheeks and lets a trail of spit slip from his tongue, the warm liquid landing on my puckered hole. The sensation is both humiliating and arousing as he prepares to invade me further.
When he starts to ease two fingers into my ass, I reach back with one hand, the whimper escaping me muffled by the sheets as the pain from last night becomes apparent.
I turn my head to the side, breathing heavily, and from the corner of my eye I can see he is watching me intently, his gaze gleaming with sadistic pleasure as he takes in every pained expression and sound I make. Still easing his fingers into me, ignoring my pleas, he catches my wrist with his free hand andwith a firm grip, he stretches my arm before pinning it against my ass, restricting me.
“Shut the fuck up, Dolly. You’re going to take everything I do to you, or I’ll chain you up again,” he threatens, his voice a chilling calm yet breathless.
He spits again, the warm liquid dripping onto his fingers before shoving them all the way inside me, causing me to scream.
“Such tight little fucking holes, no matter how many times you’re stretched the fuck out and wrecked by me.” He grits out with frustration.
I feel the heaviness of his dick still inside me and with every thrust of his fingers, it twitches, but he doesn’t attempt to fuck me in my pussy yet. He focuses on my asshole, his fingers coiling and twisting relentlessly as deep as he can get them, bringing a mix of immense pleasure and sharp pain.
My fingers strain and clench, my knuckles turning white as he shows me no leniency, and my screams seem to mix with moans continuously. Despite the blend of sensations, he is, once again, building me up to something beautiful.
“I can feel it, pretty girl. Go on, fucking explode on me. Let me feel you pulse around me again.”
When my orgasm shatters me, I bury my face into the sheets, my entire body trembling. As my legs shudder, he stays still, savoring the sensation of my convulsing muscles gripping him tightly. He growls from the intensity, a primal sound of satisfaction, before slipping his fingers out.
After releasing my wrist, he slides his two pointer fingers inside me, stretching me out. I wince, clutching the sheets tightly as my climax slowly ebbs away. He spits straight into my openasshole, before sliding his fingers back in with a rumble of pleasure in his chest.
“Such an obedient little slut for me, ain’t you, Dolly?”
When I don’t answer because I am in too much of a euphoria-infused state, he aggressively pushes my ass down further with his free hand, making me lower until my legs are spread as far as they can go beside me, my pussy touching the sheets.
With only the tip of his cock now inside me, he twists his fingers upward as he leans over causing me to shudder. He brings his mouth close to my ear, and I side eye him. As he breathes heavily, his warm breath skating over my skin, he slides his dick back inside me and I moan, my eyes closing.
“Tell me what you are, pretty girl.” He growls into my ear.
