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I lie back on the bed. His hand slides down my stomach, between my thighs. His thick middle finger spears into my pussy. I’m already wet. I got wet while he was spanking me, disciplining me for the sins of my big night out.
“You’re soaked,” he accuses me. “You need this.”
Bythis, he means the thick fucking monster cock he just unveiled when he pulled the fly of his tight pants down. What springs out of that zipper must be augmented. And it has to be at least ten inches. I stare, shocked while he laughs at me.
“Bigger than you’re used to, Dreamy.” He’s not asking. He’s telling. And he’s not wrong.
Shah picks me up by the waist and pulls me over to him. He sits with his back up against the head of the bed and positions me over his erection, handling me like I’m something to use.
“Get that wet pussy on my cock,” he growls, lowering me onto his dick. I feel the bare head of his hard rod piercing between my lips, and then he’s spreading me open, his hot cock filling me up an inch at a time as I do exactly what he tells me. There’s no preamble. Little foreplay. There’s just my sore ass and a cock deep in my cunt.
He feels so fucking good inside me. He feels right inside me. There’s something completely primal about this mating. He’s not pretending to be my lover. He’s my conqueror. I think he might be my captor. There’s something in his eyes that tells me he has no intention of letting me leave.
That suspicion makes my pussy grip him even tighter. Everything I’m doing right now is madness. Fucking a man I don’t know, a crime lord, an outlaw. Someone who watched me get drunk and then whipped my ass for it. I can still feel the ache his palm drummed into me, and that heat and that pain is making every increasingly rough thrust feel even better.
My toes are curling, my hands and arms are gripping him with absolute desperation. I’m holding onto Shah like he is life itself, and I am giving him my body, begging him to take me, and taking intense pleasure in turn. I’ve never had sex like this before. Every sexual encounter before this one was beige. This is neon bright. This is more than I can take, but I am taking it, because he’s making me take it.
Shah bounces me up and down on his dick, using me. He has incredible stamina. I can feel him throbbing inside me, but he’s keeping himself in check. Who would have thought that a vicious criminal outlaw like Shah would have so much self-control? He has more than me. I keep feeling the rippling intensity of orgasmic pleasure coursing through me. It rises and then it falls. I come and I come again.
Suddenly he pulls out of me, flips me over, and puts me on my hands and knees. He rises up behind me and I expect to feel his thick rod sliding back into my pussy from behind. Instead, the head of his dick starts rubbing at the other hole back there. The tighter hole. The dirtier one.
“No!”
“Yes,” he tells me firmly. He is insistent, both mentally and physically, and I feel my ass starting to give into him the same way the rest of my body has.
I scramble away from him on hands and knees, putting much needed distance between his dick and my ass.
“Get back here, brat,” he growls, reaching for me.
“Why why why ow ow….eep!” The last little squeal is the sound I make as he pulls me back with two hands and pushes his cock inside my ass in one masterful stroke, popping past the tight ring and taking what’s his.
I gasp and curse. My ass already hurt, but this hurts much more. I am being punished internally now, and I do not know why.
“All your holes are mine,” Shah reminds me. “You need your ass fucked more than most. You’re so innocent, and so arrogant with it. You think nothing can happen to you.”
I can barely pay attention to what he’s saying over the impromptu ravaging. He’s lubed and going slow past that initial moment of conquest, but my ass is aching, and I am gasping for breath.
“I can’t…”
“You’ll be surprised what you can take, Dreamy,” he growls against the back of my neck, his big body bent over mine as he works his powerful hips against me.
I am whimpering. I might be crying. I am certainly whining.
“You’re hurting me…”
“I know,” he kisses my neck. “And I’m teaching you a lesson you desperately need to learn. Your little ass is going to hurt today so I don’t have to break your fucking neck tomorrow.”
I come again. Hard, and unexpectedly. Violently. I shake around his cock, my legs trembling, tears running down my heated cheeks. Every part of me is his, and so is my life. I’ve put myself in his world and now I am at his absolute mercy.
“Fuck, yes,” he grunts, gripping my hips and slamming inside me. Hard strokes ravage my ass as he finally allows himself the same pleasure I’ve had over and over. He roars as his orgasm hits, and he fills my freshly fucked ass with his come.
“Yes. Yes,” he pants as he holds me in place, making me take every drop, letting it sink inside me before he pulls out and I am left with two sore holes and a soul full of shame.
“Good little girl,” he praises, spanking me between my thighs. I gasp and close my legs, rolling onto my side in a futile effort to protect the tender parts of my body.
“That was fun, Dreamy. You didn’t cry as much as girls usually do. You didn’t beg for it as much as they usually do, either.”
I don’t know what to think about that. I don’t know what to think about myself. What have I done? What have I allowed to happen to me? I grab for my dress, but Shah sweeps it away before I can get my hands on it.
