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By him? Fuck yes.
“No,” she gasped. “I –”
He slipped his finger out of her even though she clenched her internal muscles in an attempt to keep it. She opened her mouth to protest, but the tip of his cock prodded at her, and before she could do more than tip her hips, he forced his huge dick into her inch by burning inch.
“Oh fuck – it hurts.” She grunted, digging her nails into the tree.
He groaned in her ear then wrapped a huge arm around her waist, bracing himself against the tree with his other hand. He withdrew a few inches then slammed back into her hard enough her feet left the ground. The denim of his jeans scraped her ass cheeks, and his belt buckle was a cold brand on her thigh, but it was being skewered on his huge fucking dick that made her cry out against the sleeve of her jacket. It felt as if he was fucking her with a baseball bat. Her arousal dripped from her, but the lubrication wasn’t helping. He felt so huge in this position.
There was no lust in his fucking, only a terrifying aggression. She clenched her teeth so they’d stop rattling together, but every thrust forced a squeal from her. His hot grunts in her ear, and his harsh use, made her delirious with discomfort and arousal. When he let go and reached between her legs, rather than rubbing her clit, he slapped her there. She cringed away from his hand, taking the next stroke of his cock too deep, and she could swear his cock piercing hit the back of her throat. A series of slaps landed on her clit, and she rocked back against his cock, only to be driven forward by his thrusts. Now they were both grunting, their breaths pluming in
the chill night air.
His thrusts grew erratic, and she knew he had no intention of letting her orgasm. He swore quietly in her ear as his cock swelled alarmingly inside her, then began to pulse. Hard hands closed over her hips and he held her still as he got off, his come scalding and so copious it immediately began to slip past his thrusts to trickle down her thighs. Her clit throbbed, and she whined in distressed as he pulled out. A rush of his spendings followed his withdrawal, and as he rebuttoned his jeans, it left her feeling used, dirty, and exposed.
When she didn’t move to cover herself, he yanked her panties and jeans back up, patting between her legs and making his mess seep into the fabric. He clamped a possessive, directive hand on the back of her neck, and led her back through the forest to the grounds.
“Sit,” he grumbled, using his grip on her nape to push her down on the bench by the fire. “Stay.”
He walked into the darkness, and she couldn’t help but grind her pussy against the wood of the bench, trying to get relief. She gave up after a few minutes, shamed by her arousal as she again caught sight of Sutton’s belongings burning. When would he insist she return the picture in her pocket so he could burn it?
“Good girl.” He stroked her hair and she squeaked in surprise. “Are you sure you’re not leaving?”
Shit. What was he going to do if she said no again?
She’d find out soon enough.
“No, Mister Leduc,” she said, going for firm rather than meek.
“From now on, I do what I want to you when I want. You obey my orders immediately and without question.”
Didn’t she already do all that anyway?
“Yes, Master.”
From behind, he lowered something over her and put it around her neck. It was cold. Metal? It felt solid. “If you want this off, you’ll have to ask me to cut it off.” There was a click. A thrill of panic shot through her. Too tight – she was suffocating! She lurched to her feet clawing at it.
“Get it off,” she begged, hooking her fingers under it and tugging. It didn’t budge.
“You’re fine. Quit being a baby.”
She realized her fingers fit under it easily, and tried to slow her heart rate. When she was calmer, she explored the thing with her fingers, finding the lock that was surprisingly solid for its size.
“Where’s the key?”
“I melted it down.”
Panic welled again.
“But what if I need it off?”
“I’ll use bolt cutters,” he said, sitting down beside her. “If you’re staying, it will be on my terms.”
“But why does anything have to change?”
“Because if I’m going to bother getting attached to you, I have to be sure you can’t walk away.”
“But that’s not how life works!”
