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“Shhh.” He dips a finger inside me and I buck off the bed at the harsh intrusion.
It’s like getting ripped from one phase of being and thrust into another.
“Ahhh—” I muffle my own voice by biting down on the pillow.Shit.A euphoric mixture of sensations rise and land inside me with a thud so resonant that I hear the vibration in my ear.
His belt comes into contact with my ass three times in a row and I scream into the pillow. The mixture of the agony and whatever is happening in my pussy turns me into a crying mess. I want it to end, but at the same time, I’m barely stopping myself from pushing against his hand to alleviate the ache inside me.
“That’s not counting, now, is it?”
For a moment, my screwed-up brain tells me to stop counting, to let the count rise up, to see how far I can go before I collapse.
But my brain is totally unreliable right now.
It’s succumbing to my body’s needs and losing all logic.
I release the pillow, leaving a smear of blood and tears on it as I whimper, “E-eight… Nine… T-ten.”
Adrian adds another finger and I feel myself disintegrating, decimating in the path of his destruction. My walls clench around his fingers and I cry with relief when he thrusts them in, giving me the friction I’ve needed since the first time his belt came on my ass.
I try to wiggle and squirm, but the binds keep me strapped in place with no room to move. I’m completely helpless in his hands, a marionette that he can do whatever he wishes with. And for a second, I surrender to that fate as he hits me for the last time.
“Eleven!” I scream as my orgasm powers through me at the same time as the sting. My heart lunges in my throat and I think I’m actually going to stop breathing and die in the throes of pleasure and pain.
It’s dark ecstasy, a demented bliss that plays on the edge of insanity. But every part of me craves it, falls for it without any thought.
I bite the pillow to muffle my moans, the defiance in me burning as bright as the orgasm.
Something cold and taut wraps around my throat, and I gasp when I realize it’s the belt. Adrian lifts me up using it. My back arches, but I tighten my teeth on the pillow, bringing it up with me.
His lips draw shivers down to my soul as he whispers against the shell of my ear in low words, “Let it go.”
I shake my head frantically.
“Let it the fuck go, Lia.”
I meet his vacant eyes with my daring ones and shake my head again.
Adrian yanks the pillow away and removes the belt as he flips me over. Pain explodes in my behind as it hits the mattress.
My bound hands twist before they’re settled in an easy position above my head. Now that I’m no longer biting down on the pillow, I can feel some other sounds trying to escape. I attack my lips again, uncaring about the blood that keeps oozing into my mouth.
Adrian pulls my legs apart and carves his way between them. He’s so large and strong that I feel like he’s able to rip me in half with each motion.
Every movement against the mattress causes overwhelming friction on my ass. I wish that was all. I wish the pain and resentment were all I felt right now. I wish there wasn’t a zap of pleasure shooting its way from the burning welts and straight to my pussy. The remaining tingles from my orgasm sharpen to an unbearable level.
I need something. I don’t know what, but that orgasm wasn’t enough.
Adrian undoes his pants and I hold my breath as he frees his cock. It was a magnificent sight when half-erect the other time, but now that it’s fully hard with angry veins visible at the surface, I’m scared.
But to my horror, I’m not only scared. A morbid sense of anticipation seeps into my ribcage and nestles between my bones.
Knowing that he got hard by whipping me, that he got off on causing me pain, should be degrading—blasphemous, even—but it’s not.
Adrian grips his engorged cock and fists it not so gently, as if he’s angry with it—or perhaps it’s me he’s angry with.
His muscles flex under his shirt with the movement, and his inked forearms appear ethereal, firm, and ready to inflict as much pleasure as pain.
A drop of pre-cum drips down his shaft and I bite my lip harder, unable to look away from it or from him.
