Page 23 of Vow of Hate

“It’s… good,” she breathes out as her hips roll up and her legs part more.

“Isn’t it better without your hair in the way?”

“I… I can feel it more.”

“Good. Then you’ll like this too.” I move the vibrator around until the second piece of it enters her. She cries out.

“What are you doing?” she asks.

“This part goes inside of you. Just a little bit. Doesn’t it feel even better?”

I hold the vibrator steady against her clit and g-spot. It’s doing all the job for me. Normally, that wouldn’t bother me but for just a second, I feel a flash of jealousy. It should be my hands on her and not the sex toy.

“Oh,” Sienna moans softly. Her hips buck into the vibrator over and over again. Fuck. She’s making my cock rock hard. I’m going to have blue balls because of her.

I lean into her ear. “What would God think of you now?”

As soon as I ask, her orgasm rips through her. It’s so sudden and fast, it almost startles me. I didn’t know she needed this as badly as she did.

“Oh,” she cries out again as her hips move frantically up and down.

I press the vibrator harder against her body. “You’re a bad girl, Sienna. You killed that cop without any regret and now you’re letting me use this vibrator on you. You just came.”

“I’m sorry,” she sobs. Pleasure and pain are mixed in her voice.

“I don’t want you to be sorry.” I turn the vibrator off and remove it from her body. She slumps onto the bench, breathing heavy. When she tries closing her legs, I grab her thighs and part them wide again. “Don’t hide from me. Tell me the truth, Sienna. Do you want more?”

“I shouldn’t,” she whispers. “I shouldn’t like this.”

“No. You probably shouldn’t. Good mafia girls shouldn’t come when their kidnappers play with their pussies. And yet, you did. What does that say about you?”

“My parents would be ashamed of me.”

“That’s right. Your dad is dead. What would dead dad think of you now if he saw his little princess like this?”

She looks away from me, face on fire.

I can only laugh. “Just tell me, Sienna. Tell me you want more. I won’t judge. Isn’t pleasure better than pain?”

“Yes,” she whispers.

I lean over her body, pressing my head to hers. This forces her to look at me. “I have an idea. I want to fuck you so much right now but I promised to not touch you. But I need to see your pussy filled. I need to get rid of your pesky virginity.”

“What do you mean?” she asks as I stand up and walk over to my wall of sex toys. I grab a life-like looking dildo off the wall. It’s not the biggest one I have but I know Sienna won’t be able to take more. I wish it was my cock instead but this will have to do for now.

“Do you want to know what it feels like to be filled all the way up?” I sit back down on the bench, bringing the dildo to her inner thigh.

Her swallow is visible. “I don’t know. I… I never thought about it before.”

“Of course you didn’t. My sweet, innocent Sienna. Since I can’t fuck you, I’ll resort to this. I’m going to place this dildo inside of you. I think you’ll like it.”

“But… I’m waiting for my wedding night.”

“Since this isn’t an actual cock, you won’t be upsetting God or your parents. You can still call yourself a virgin after this. You won’t be a virgin once my real cock claims you. Until then, this will have to do. So there’s no shame in it. Nothing wrong with it.”

Her eyes flick to the dildo and back to mine. “I’m nervous.”

“Do you want it? Aren’t you curious what it feels like?”