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“That's it, baby.”
I rub one finger between her drenched lips before smacking her clit and repeat this delicious assault until her yelps turn into full-on moans. I slap her right ass cheek hard at the same time I fist her hair, pulling her head back, and the siren sings again, filling me with her sharp song. Sinking two fingers into her cunt as the song continues, the soundwaves fill the room while I pump inside of her, before pulling out and smacking her ass so hard my handprint is painted in red on her skin.
“Fuuuuuuck!” she yells, and I can't help but smile.
“Do you want me to stop, little siren?” A grin paints my lips because I know that even if she says yes, I still won't stop.
Yet, she says nothing.
I smack her on that sensitive piece of flesh where the ass cheek meets the thigh and her body attempts to jerk forward, but I hold her by the hair.
“Noooooo!” she yells as I sink three fingers in her drenched pussy.
“No what, little one?”
“Please... don't stop...” she cries.
“Don't stop what? This?” My fingers pump inside of her as her muscles strangle them. “Or this?” I pull them out, tug her hair, and smack her pussy just as she screams her pleasure.
“Yessss,” she hisses, and I smile.
“Hold on.” I grab the edges of the high bench and rotate it until she is facing the mirror and a little gasp escapes her lips. “Don't take your eyes off!”
Her shocked little face nods, and I don’t miss the slither of fear in her eyes, but I smile and smack her ass cheek again, before I walk over to where the toys hang. I can see her watching me in the mirror. She smiles when I reach for the leather riding crop, but as I touch the wooden cane her eyes go wide with fear. It's just over an inch thick, not the biggest cane out there, but when the wood hits the flesh, it leaves pretty red marks all over.
I can't help it, the beautiful fear that paints her features makes me lick my lips, and I grab the cane without hesitation, stalking over to her as she swallows hard. I bring the cane down to her calves, gently touching her bent legs and when I stop on the middle of her thighs, I look at her in the mirror and I’m fairly sure she’s holding her breath. The demons in her eyes are still, breathing hard and fast, waiting for the cane to hit, like it's something they've been craving their whole life.
The moment the cane hits her thigh, not too hard, but hard enough that it leaves a red mark, her whole body bursts into a shiver, her skin covered in goosebumps, her eyes close and her head bends back. I hit her other thigh and she swallows a moan before her eyes shoot open, looking straight into mine.
I feel like a target, eyes filled with a fire that burns hot and bright, at the brink of an explosion.
“Mooore,” she moans at me between her heaving breaths.
Fuck.
I bring the cane to her ass and hit both her cheeks at once, close enough to her pussy that I know she will feel the shock there as well. She yells in pain, yet never moves away and when I push two fingers onto her clit, rubbing gently, she pushes herself onto my hand, moaning explicit words at me.
I pull away and hit her again and again and again, until her ass bears crisscross marks all over, her pussy is drenched and her skin damp from the strain. Her moans are full on screams now and tears run down her cheeks, mixing with the lustful smile that paints her face. She's fucking beautiful in this journey of self-discovery, and I'm so happy I was the one to show her how fucking delicious pain can be. Especially after what she's been through.
I almost drop the cane when she speaks.
“One more... please... but...” she looks into my eyes and before she speaks again her demons already tell me what she wants.
I look at her pretty ass and I wonder if she could really take what she's asking of me. Yet before I can debate it, I feel the monster inside of me taking over and after I rub two fingers between her wet lips, I bring the cane down so hard on her ass cheeks, her throaty scream rubs my fucking soul. It takes me a split second to drop the cane and sink myself, balls fucking deep into her pussy.
Her scream turns into moans as she pushes herself into me, her pain strained face morphing into something I've never seen on her. A strange sort of satisfaction, laced with pain, lust and evil... there's no other way I can explain it, it looks evil.
I fist one hand into her hair and the other one I sink into her hip so hard I know she'll be bruised before the end of the night. She smiles at me in the mirror just as I gently pull out of her, and she squeezes my dick with her tight cunt so hard it’s fucking impossible not to cum inside of her right now. The little minx knows exactly what she’s doing, with that devious smile on her face, she's fucking milking me.
So I grin back, the same fucking grin I give to every single person just before I end them and her mouth falls open. I've seen that expression on all my victims, yet she twists it in a way that makes my fucking heart jump. Her eyes flicker with a vicious depravity, her demons challenging and there... behind the fire that burns too close to an explosion, there's something, something I can't quite distinguish just yet.
“Miiine”, I growl and slam so hard into her, she yelps in pain and lust.
She holds on to the bench as I thrust over and over again, rubbing her clit on the soft leather, moaning sick swear words at me.
“Niklas...”
“You're mine, Suki.” I pull her hair, forcing her body to bend painfully, her hands propped on the handles and her eyes watching us in the mirror. “Mine!”
