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He moves away, and I hear the squirt of the shower gel again. I keep hoping that this shower will end, but it does not, and I just want to scream! My body hurts from the tension, and my mind just feels exhausted. I move to step away from the window.
“No!” Christ, his voice sends a deep chill through my body while warming it up at the same time. He terrifies and excites me all at once. He is like a damn tsunami—you have to run away, but you are fascinated by the colossal natural disaster.
And this is exactly what he is—a natural disaster, and I know that he will catch me, hurt me, destroy me, and leave the heartbroken aftermath behind.
His hands are now on my legs, going up and down, washing me.
He nears my pussy again and I can’t help myself.
“I’m clean now, I’m done,” I finally say with a shaky voice.
The next second his arms circle me, one grabbing my throat and the other cupping my slippery pussy from the front. My heart is in my throat, my breathing strained.
“I decide when we’re done.” And that was it. Short and to the point, and I have no other words in response. I’m shaking like a leaf, trapped in a shower with a man twice my size, holding my pussy in one hand and my life in the other.
How the hell am I escaping this?
HIM
Christ, if it wasn’t for the blood still dripping down her side, I would have fucked her into oblivion by now. I can feel her cunt dripping into my hand, she’s so fucking wet and the shower has nothing to do with this.
Not that the blood is freaking me out or putting me off, fuck no. There’s something so primal about being battered, bruised and bleeding. However, I don’t like this because I didn’t inflict the wound. I don’t know how deep it is, I’m not in control of this situation and she’s fucking hurt. It’s not just some kinky primal shit, this is the result of torture.
She’s terrified, shaking in my arms, her body rigid in anticipation, making my dick so hard I could probably slam my way through this fucking tiled wall.
I don’t think she understands yet that her fear is fueling me. My demons are dancing in anticipation of what’s to come. If it wasn’t for the bleeding—the fact that it reminded me of that motherfucker playing around on my mountain—I would have chased her through those woods, slammed her against a tree, and forced my dick so far up her pussy, she would have screamed for days.
I squeeze her harder, and she’s silently gasping for air. I don’t press on her trachea, no, I just squeeze the sides of her throat, slowly restricting her air flow, and I swear I can feel her pussy pulsating in my hand.
I wanna fuck her so bad my balls actually hurt. She’s so soft and plump against me, so fucking perfect to play with, to squeeze and mold against my palm, my paddle, my ropes.
I can’t fucking help myself, and I slip two fingers in her pussy as far as they will go, and her hands instantly grab the arm holding her throat.
At this point, I’m not sure if she wants to escape or just hold on for dear life.
I don’t care either way, she feels so fucking good, she could do either. And I pump my fingers in her pussy as she claws at my arm and wiggles so hard against my body, it’s hard to keep her still. I squeeze her throat a little harder and her pussy squeezes my fingers in response, so tight I swear it’s cutting off my circulation.
I can’t fucking help myself, and I grind my dick against her back, imagining what it would feel like to slip into her. Not that slipping in would actually work. She’s deliciously tight, getting my fat dick in her might actually be a struggle.
My body trembles at the glorious prospect of having to force my dick into her. Oh, how it fucking trembles!
I can feel her in my arms, around my fingers, pulsating more and more. The fucking siren’s gonna come. After everything she’s been through, she’s gonna fucking come around the fingers of a strange man that trapped her in his house, his shower.
Oh, hell no, not yet, the games are just beginning, and I have a feeling she might know how to play.
I bite her neck in the same spot I bit her in the woods just as I pump a third finger inside her tight pussy. Then I pull out, releasing her throat at the same time and take a step back.
She falls to her knees on the floor in front of that glorious view, and I don’t know if it’s fear or disappointment that brought her down. She looks fucking gorgeous either way.
Tilting my head to the side, I watch her. I wonder if she’s that easy to break or if she’s just pretending, unable to admit to herself that she's enjoying this.
Interesting.
