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I was a crying, sopping mess. My pussy was aching so badly. I wanted out. Now.
“I’m here to give you the therapy that you so desperately need,” he murmured.
Slowly, he loosened the straps that bounded my feet together until it came undone. Then he undid the next strap up my legs, then the next, and the next until he undid the one around my knees and I could finally move slightly.
“I bet your pretty pussy is begging to be filled,” he murmured, rubbing his fingers over my clit through the straitjacket. Pressure rose in my core, threatening to push me over the edge already, and he barely touched me yet.
When he pulled away, I whined. “D-Don’t stop-p. Please, I need it!”
He walked to the door and pulled out a metal service cart with medical supplies on it. After wheeling over the cart, he grabbed a knife from it. “Now, don’t move,” he warned, cutting up my left pant leg to my pussy. Then he did the same with the right pant leg to gain complete access to my drooling cunt.
When he pressed the blunt side of the blade against my clit, I whimpered, so desperately wanting to move my hips back and forth. My pussy was aching to be touched, to be filled. He rubbed it slowly, pushing me closer to the edge.
I balled my hands into fists, my nipples taut.
“My pussy,” he hummed, watching me while he picked up the pace with the knife. “Mine.”
“Y-Yours,” I cried out in pleasure, loving the blade.
I didn’t care what he pressed against my clit. It could be a gun for all I cared. I just wanted to be touched all over, to come, to crawl onto his enormous cock and ride him all night long. My gaze flickered to the TV where a man was fucking a woman in a full nelson, and a moan escaped my mouth.
“Your pussy is soaked,” he noted.
He drew the tip of the knife from my clit to my hips, then gently dug it into me. I winced in pain, the pleasure quickly fading. He shoved two fingers into me to satisfy my hungry pussy—the pain completely disappearing because I had something inside me—then proceeded to dip the knife into my flesh until it sliced through my skin.
“You’re doing so amazing,” he hummed, pumping his fingers inside me. “So good.”
He carved the letter ‘R’ into my hip, followed by H. His initials.
I hadn’t known him for long, but before he had tricked me into coming here, he had taken me out on a single candlelit dinner down by the river. All night I had thought it was the most magical thing in the entire world—and about how he promised to fuck me in the bathroom afterward.
He stabbed the bloody knife into the wooden chair between my legs, then pulled his fingers out of me—leaving me empty yet again. “Make yourself feel good,” he said. “You’re going to need it once I’m finished with you.”
With my arms bound, I lifted my hips enough to hover over the knife’s handle, then I sat down on it and moaned out in pleasure. He walked back to his metal cart to prepare something, but all that mattered now was that I was full.
So full.
I bounced on the knife’s handle and moaned again, my mind numb and my every need satisfied. Up and down and up and down, I fucked myself on the handle and wished that it was even bigger. I wanted to be stretched out. Stuffed full.
“More,” I moaned. “I need your cock.”
He smirked over at me, his eyes hooded and dark. “We’re going to see how much your pussy can take,” he said, seizing a speculum from the metal cart. He glanced at the knife. “Off.” When I scurried off the handle, he tossed it aside onto the concrete floor and drew the cold metal up my inner thigh, then pressed it against my sopping entrance and pushed it into me easily. “Most patients would freeze up right about now, but not you…” He chuckled. “No, not you.”
After thrusting it all the way inside me, he twisted it open. Once. Twice.
Then he paused and glanced up. “How do you feel?”
“F-F-Fill my pussy!” I cried. “Please!”
Crouching in front of me, he reached under the metal cart and pulled out an eight-inch long dildo. My pussy tightened at the thought of having it inside me, and I spread my legs even further. He slid the dildo between the speculum and into my pussy.
I cried out in pleasure, eyes rolling back in my head, as he pounded it into me.
“Bigger! Give me something bigger!”
He pulled the pussy juice covered dildo out of me and set it on the metal tray. After adjusting the speculum to spread my pussy wider, he retrieved another dildo, this one at least ten inches and three inches thick. When he shoved it inside me, I screamed out and came all over it.
“More,” I begged. “More. More. More. Give me more!”
