Page 24 of Vow of Hate

“I don’t know.”

“You liked when I used the vibrator on you.”

“I did,” she admits.

“Then I think you’ll like this too. Your body is relaxed from your orgasm. Now let me fuck you with this dildo and make you come again.”

Sienna

Dante’s words set me on fire. I don’t understand any of this. I’m lost in a confusion of pleasure and pain. Fear and worry mixed with desire and want.

I want to feel pleasure again but I’m also scared of what all this means. Will I really be forgiven if the dildo isn’t a real penis? And why do I want Dante to use it on me?

I should want to be far away from him – and I do – but… I also want to experience all of this. My stomach is tingling for more.

My… pussy, as he calls it, is tingling for more.

“Don’t you want to come again?” he asks. “Have another orgasm? It will feel good.”

“I do want that,” I whisper.

“Then open up wider, my bad girl.”

“I’m not a bad girl.”

He presses his lips to my ear. “But you are and I think deep down you like being one.”

I shudder. How can Dante be so right and so wrong about something? None of this makes sense. All I know is that I want to feel pleasure again.

“What do you say?” he asks, bringing the dildo to my entrance.

“I… I can’t. Make it for me.”

“So you can feel better about yourself? So you can see me as the bad guy? Fine. I like being the bad guy. And I can tell you want this.”

Slowly, he pushes the dildo inside of me. It slides right in. No pain. In fact, it feels… good. Really good.

He brings it all the way inside of me until he can’t push any more in. Never have I felt this full. He was right about that.

Dante smirks and it makes me blush. “Do you like this inside of you?”

“Am I really still a virgin?”

“Yes. It’s not a real cock. You’re not actually having sex.”

That thought makes me relax and Dante notices. His smile deepens and darkens.

He brings the dildo all the way out of me before inserting it back in. I gasp from the sensation. It’s deep and pleasurable mixed with just the tiniest bit of ache.

I bite my lip to keep myself from crying out as he moves the dildo in and out of me.

“You can moan,” he says. “Fuck.” His eyes are glued right to the dildo. I wonder what it looks like. Me being filled with it. “Your pussy is taking this so well. I’m glad. It means you’ll be able to take my cock. And I’m much bigger than this.”

I can’t hold back my moan this time. The darkness and confusing feelings Dante has stirred up in me are overwhelming. I feel like I might die while at the same time, I’m being reborn.

“Fuck, Sienna,” Dante breathes out. He turns his wrist, twisting the dildo inside of me. It presses new spots I didn’t know it could reach. “You look so good with a cock inside of you. Too bad it’s not a real one.”

“Oh,” I softly moan and part my legs wider. I never knew I needed any of this. It’s all so wrong and taboo. I’m probably going to hell but right now, I just want to get lost in the pleasure he’s showing me. This confusing, aching pleasure.