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“I think you can taste now the shameful evidence of how turned on you got being displayed like a prized cow out in the sun for men to lust after you and fondle you. Isn’t that right, Kelsey?”
“No! Max… it wasn’t like that at all!” She tried to get up, but he pinned her down with a palm across her back.
“Stay where you are, slut.”
Kelsey bit off a strangled yelp as he slapped her bottom, striking each cheek firmly. He drank in the glorious sight of those soft, luscious cheeks rippling and bouncing under the force of the blows.
Of course she was right—it wasn’t like that. But he took great pleasure in taunting her anyway, in using her wantonness—something that wasn’t really her fault at all—against her. He took special pleasure in the injustice of unfairness, and judging by the flooded state he’d found her cunt in, he wasn’t the only one who responded to that particular dynamic.
It was yet another way he found Kelsey positively perfect.
Too perfect, you asshole.
But he wasn’t going to go back over that troubling territory of doubt, not now.
He unbuttoned his jeans, freeing his aching hard erection, slapping the broad rounds of her bottom with it. “Oh, I think so, bad girl. So, I’m going to show you your true place. That no matter who I show you off to, no matter who I allow to touch you, you will still be mine.” He presented the head of his cock to her now dripping sex, and drove inside her in a single, cruel thrust, making her groan breathlessly. “No matter what, Kelsey. Mine.”
“Oh, shit… oh, Max!” Her pussy tightened immediately upon him, and he grinned in delight, taking firm hold of her waist, loving how it framed the mouthwatering roundness of her surprisingly broad, lush bottom as he began thrusting vigorously inside her.
She was panting and moaning almost continuously as he stroked in and out of her, his hips slapping loudly against her bottom each time, the sound of it giving their joining an almost base, animalistic note that only drove him that much quicker toward his orgasm. This wasn’t about giving her pleasure, it wasn’t about making her come on his cock. There would be time enough for that later.
No, this was about reclaiming, about reestablishing the power dynamic, and yes, his growing sense of taking her back for himself.
“Even though I let George inspect you, touch you, never forget, Kelsey girl.” He spanked her ass harshly, and she cried out, her head rearing off the cushions. “Never forget who you really belong to.”
His jealous, possessive, even paternal feelings had been growing since she’d come to the cabin.
And now, as his orgasm threatened, moments away, he realized those feelings were deepening, darkening, into something much more akin to something else.
Ownership.
“Fuck, oh fuck!” he groaned as he came hard, his hips bucking against her, his vision graying for a moment, his cum pouring forth, filling her completely. For long moments, he rutted against her, sinking his fingers cruelly into her ass cheeks as he ground out every last drop of his cum, depositing it as deeply as he possibly could inside her. Making her understand where her proper place was, that yielding to his cock, to his cum, to his lust… that was where she really, truly belonged.
He staggered backward, pulling out, watching in triumph as his pearly seed welled forth from her momentarily gaping, reddened tissues, her cunt well fucked, Kelsey breathing hard, her hips writhing subtly, signaling the need she still had, the orgasm he’d purposefully denied her.
“Please… Max. I need…”
He slapped her ass, the sound like a pistol shot. “What you need is to do as you’re told. This isn’t about you getting an orgasm you don’t deserve.” He wiped their combined juices off upon the broad curve of her right buttock, smacking the smear of wetness into her skin with several more quick, sharp blows. “Now stay where you are, and while you feel my seed drip from your wet little cunt, you can think about what I expect from you. You can think about how better to serve your sir.”
He leaned over her, letting her feel the full weight of his body, his semi-erect cock pressing into the humid warmth of the cleft of her buttocks, and pressed a long, proprietary kiss to the back of her head. “Be good for me, Kelsey girl. And obey.”
* * *
Her moan was so loud, long, and heartfelt that she found herself embarrassed by it. It was like his touch was drawing the sounds from her whether she wanted to or not.
He’d let her lie there over the back of the sofa for several minutes as he stood behind her, his hands coursing up and down her back, squeezing and kneading her buttocks, now and then his touch dipping within the sensitive well of her cleft, teasing her there, too. His fingertips played in the semen still dripping from her well-used and throbbing sex.
Finally, he’d helped her up, guiding her up the stairs and into the master bath, his touch so very gentle, a tenderness in his manner that made her want to jump in his arms and kiss him uncontrollably. It was a side of him that she’d always known was there, but that Uncle Max rarely let her see anymore. It was as if that side of him, the deep core of caring that she always knew he possessed, was something he guarded jealously, only bringing out into the light that part of him when it was most needed. By everyone.
Not now, Kelsey, not now.
As he poured another cup full of water down the crown of her hair, the soothing heat sinking into her scalp once more, she closed her eyes and moaned again. “Uncle Max, that’s so good, thank you… oh, God, thank you.”
He smiled at her in that silent, knowing way he had, the same way she remembered from the darkest of times.
“Just be still and quiet, sweetie. Let me get you clean.”
After he’d fucked her, he’d held her there in the growing shadows of the living room, simply hugging her, and she’d clutched herself to his warm strong body, laying her head upon his chest, the strong, deep thump of his heartbeat so reassuring, so comforting, the sound never failing to convey to her that everything would be okay, in the end, that her uncle Max was here, and he’d make things all better.
