Page 41 of His Property

My heart thudding in my chest, I complied until the tendons of my inner thighs were aching.

“That’s not all, Lola. When I tell you to show me your cunt, I meanallof it. Spread the lips. As wide as they will go. Then expose your clit to me. You won’t hideanythingfrom me.”

I swallowed hard at the cruel and searing words, but I did as he asked, moving my hands down, spreading my sex open for him. My face flamed with embarrassment, but at the same time the feeling of being so open and exposed to him, laid bare for whatever it was he had planned for me next… it was deeply arousing.

He waited for me, until it seemed he was pleased with my obedience. Then he stripped off the dark T-shirt he was wearing, revealing his lean, well-muscled physique. His chest was covered in thick dark hair, more of it leading in a trail down the center of his belly, disappearing under the waistband of his warm-ups.

Then he brought those down too, his eyes never leaving me as he did. And there I lay breathless, everything I had completely exposed to him, Mr. Winters standing naked, towering over me, the huge truncheon of his cock jutting out at me, as if it meant to hurt me, to conquer me, to consume me.

What did it mean that all of those things… were what I wanted too?

He climbed up on the bed then, slowly, his movements almost feline with their smoothness, so very deliberate, unhurried, the heavy shaft of his cock swaying side to side as he came closer. His penis was lined with thick, congested veins, the head, broad and flaring, a deep reddish purple. He paused between my thighs, his hands stroking them, the slit at the head of his cock glistening. “This is going to hurt you. And I’m not going to lie to you, I like that it’s going to hurt you. It’s not going to stop me either.”

I couldn’t peel my eyes away from his huge cock, and I was sure there was no way it was going in without tearing me. “What if… what if I just can’t take it?”

“You’ll just have to get used to it, won’t you?” He squeezed my thighs again, his thumb stroking my skin. “Because this is only the first time, Lola, and I guarantee you you’re going to be getting my cock a lot more than this.”

The heavy penis lolled across my leg, and then the head tapped at my clit, making me gasp. I was even more afraid he was going to hurt me with it, and yet there was a confusing sense of almost eagerness within me, to see what it felt like, wondering how far he would be ruthless enough to take me.

Then he drove inside me in one long, steady thrust.

“Oh! Oh,shit… wait, wait, oh, my God.” I moaned then as his thick shaft drilled into me still more, and my flesh yielded before its irresistible power, leaving me panting almost immediately. “It’s too much, oh,fuck, it’s too much!”

“Shh, you’re doing just fine. I know it’s hard to take, but you’re going to have to get used to it.”

I threw my head back, groaning once again, the feeling of being stretched well past the point of pain one I had an almost visceral urge to get away from, but at the same time paradoxically, something I wanted more of. It made no sense but I wanted him to keep going no matter how much I begged him to stop, because even though it did hurt, it felt soverygood too.

What does that mean? What does that make me?

Then incredibly, his cock rammed almost entirely inside me. I felt so full I could swear his penis was all the way up into my throat, my breaths coming in tight little sips of air. I’d never had a man this big take me, and though I wasn’t sure I’d even be able to survive this, I was damn well going to try. Because as much as the stretching was definitely painful, and I knew it was going to be sore the next day, there was nothing else in the world like it.

And I wanted more, so much more.

Iwantedto be destroyed by it, consumed by it, annihilated on the end of the cock of this man that I was increasingly obsessed with. The man I had absolutely no defenses against.

That fact only made him even more fascinating to me.

As he took up a steady, deep, devastating thrusting inside me, he grasped my hips, then my waist, as if searching for a better grip, a way to more easily drive inside me, to fuck me still harder. “Tonight, I’ll allow you to come, if you can. The pain might be too much for you this first time. But I’ll allow it.”

“Oh, my God,” I whimpered, clenching down upon his thick, pistoning shaft, the sound of my juices squeezing out around his girth making me blush anew.

He reared over me then, his hips snapping against me harder now, the grind of his pubic bone against my clit threatening to make me explode into a billion pieces. “But in the future, slut, you need to remember something. Your orgasms belong tomenow. And you’re not to pleasure this pussy without my express permission. You got me?”

“Fuck… fuck, yes… yes, sir.”

He ground against me once, then again, and I was already at the edge. I’d never felt this way from just being penetrated before. I’d never been able to orgasm from penetration at all. And yet here I was about to explode on this man’s cock.

He began to thrust harder, stabbing into my pussy, plundering it now, the head impacting my cervix directly on each impossibly deep thrust, the pain and the pleasure of it working together, until I couldn’t tell where one ended and the other began. My orgasm was close, on a knife’s edge, and yet I held it back, almost not believing that it was possible this was happening to me.

His hand closed about my throat, and that was it, the straw that broke the camel’s back, my orgasm exploding out from the depths of my soul, making me scream and cry out again and again and the entire time he never let up pounding me mercilessly, growling at me to come, to come on his cock, show me what a good girl I was. Over and over again I spasmed upon him, yet still kept coming. The sheets below me were wet, I could feel the slickness against my ass now. Then finally he tensed, his cock growing harder, filling me still more, his grip on my throat tightening.

“Fuck, I’m coming. Take my cock, bitch. Take it!” He buried himself inside me, rearing up over me, groaning.

I almost came all over again at the power of his tense body completely pinning mine against the bed, rendering me utterly helpless against his strength. I reveled in that, in my powerlessness, in my total surrender to his will, his lust. Then my pussy was flooded with hot, sticky wetness, and I moaned as it dripped out of me, thick and fragrant. His hips snapped against me, once, twice, a third time, his groans devolving into almost animal growls.

“Yes,” he hissed, and after one more harsh thrust he laid down upon me, pressing me still further into the bed. I was surrounded by man, in masculine, heavy muscle, overwhelmed by this male who controlled me, conquered me in a way only a man could, and showed me how much I’d been missing.

As I laid there under the impossible weight of his body, listening to his quick breathing, feeling the sweat of his chest dripping upon me, I knew then that I could never hope to resist him. Even if I wanted to.

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