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Once his cock was hard as iron again, he pulled free of my aching channel. I could feel his seed dripping from my trembling and very sore little pussy, and I blushed because I liked that. He removed his thumb from my asshole and replaced it with the head of his cock. I stilled, suddenly very nervous.
His cock was so big. My ass was so tight. None of that mattered though. He was going to take my tight little hole whether I liked it or not. Anxiously, I waited for him to take me there, trying to prepare myself for his painful use.
His fingers gripped around my hips tight and I knew it was time. His cock edged forward, and my asshole spread wide for him. I whimpered into the sheets beneath me, trying to quell the rising burn that simmered around my tight little hole, but it was no use. The pain only intensified, spreading up and down my spine until it settled deep in my core. I cried out, and tears edged at the corners of my vision. I struggled to take him, and I cringed from the pain, but I knew I had to take it.
When his hips finally pressed up against my sore welted cheeks, I knew he was fully inside me. I expected him to still and allow my body to get used to him, but he didn’t.
He began fucking my ass just as hard as he had taken my pussy. I whined and begged for mercy. He gave me none.
His use of my bottom hole was rough. It was ruthless and cruel, but I found that my clit was throbbing with sensation. I found that I wanted to come again.
“You were a bad little girl, weren’t you, Ruby?”
“Yes, sir,” I gasped. “I was a bad little girl.”
“You ran from me and now your little bottom is being punished inside and out, isn’t it?”
“Yes, sir,” I cried.
“I’m going to fuck this little bottom until you come for me so many times that there’s tears streaming down your face. I’m going to break you with my cock fucking this tight little hole,” he warned, and my shoulders shook with fear.
“Please,” I begged.
I knew that he wasn’t going to listen. He’d decided that he was going to punish me this way and he was going to follow through with that threat.
I was going to get fucked the way bad little girls got fucked and it was going to leave my ass very sore.
His cock used my bottom hard. I screamed and cried, but he didn’t slow down. My reluctant hole quivered around him, clenching down from time to time and reigniting the terrible burn as my body fought to take every last inch. I could feel every ridge of his cock taking me in the place I wasn’t meant to be taken and a fresh wave of arousal jolted through me.
“Touch yourself as I punish this tight little hole. I want to feel your bottom clench around my cock as you come hard for me. You will bring yourself to orgasm with your fingers, over and over until I give you permission to stop. Do you understand me, little girl?”
“Yes, sir,” I answered, my voice laced with pain and unreleased desire.
Obediently, I reached between my thighs and tentatively brushed my fingers against my sore clit. I could feel his seed and my own wetness against my skin, and I used that to swirl around my needy bud. I moaned as a flash of pleasure coursed through my veins. With nervous arousal, I teased myself, shivering with hot desire as he used my ass as hard as he wanted.
It didn’t take long for another orgasm to edge closer. It took even less time for me to jump off the cliff into an endless abyss of pleasure that left me quaking at the sheer loss of control. It pierced through me like a hot knife through butter and it didn’t stop there.
All rational thought fled my mind. My entire world became sensation, filled with pleasure and pain and the complete mastery of my body, mind, and soul. He claimed my last hole with such vigor that I knew I would be sore for days and that only made me hotter. I moaned and I cried, and I screamed. My sounds were so utterly shameful, but I didn’t care. Nothing mattered except my throbbing little clit and his cock claiming my ass.
I never stopped touching myself. One orgasm bled into the next as I forced myself to come for the man who’d sired me. He owned me and he was showing
me that he could master me in the most thorough way imaginable.
In those endless moments of agony and bliss, I broke in an entirely different way. I don’t know when I started to cry, but tears raced down my cheeks in spades. I lost all semblance of control from the sounds coming out of my mouth, to the sweat dripping down my spine, to the way my body clenched greedily around his cock.
I was his, utterly and completely. He’d taken everything from me for himself.
He’d shown me that he was my master and as I suffered for him, I accepted that.
I was his. He was mine.
He’d shown me that he could be an even crueler master than fate and I adored him for it. He growled, coming deep inside my ass as I sobbed for him, crying as I came for him one last painful time as he marked my very last hole.
When he was finished, he pulled free from my ass and gathered my sobbing, broken form in his arms. He just held me after that as I struggled to come to terms with how hard he’d ruined me, how he’d made me come completely undone.
All of my fight had been torn out of my body. There wasn’t a single ounce of it left. Now I understood what it truly meant to be conquered.
I’d lost. He’d won.
