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“That’s exactly what I’m going to do.” He grabbed the front of her slip and yanked it down. The thin straps snapped and the fabric fell, exposing her breasts.
“No!” She struggled, but he tightened the arm around her, then grabbed her breast with his other hand, fingers digging in to her flesh.
She raised her foot, trying to kick him. He moved his leg out of the way, her heel only grazing him.
His fingers pinched her nipple, hard and vicious.
“Don’t try to kick me again.” He twisted her nipple, making Josslyn cry out.
“That’s a pretty sound.” He reached for her other nipple.
She tried to twist in his hold, protect herself, but he slapped her breast, then grabbed her nipple, squeezing it between this thumb and the side of his index finger.
She looked down, saw the cruelly compressed flesh, and somehow that made it hurt even more.
He chuckled, the sound low and rough in her ear. He released her nipple and slapped the first breast. She winced, and he did it again.
“I like these tits. If you behave, I’ll be nice.” He flicked one with his index finger.
“Never, asshole.”
“Asshole?” His lips brushed her hair, her ear. “I’ll fuck you there too, once I’m done with your cunt.”
Josslyn went perfectly still, not moving even as he continued to slap and pinch her breasts. Eventually his hold relaxed. She waited, panting through the pain of having her breasts abused.
When she couldn’t take it anymore, when her tits were so sensitive that she knew the next thing he did to her would make her scream or twitch, she dropped down. He didn’t expect that, wasn’t prepared to hold her up. Josslyn hit the carpeted floor and scrambled away.
She didn’t get far.
He grabbed her by the hair and upper arm, dragging her to her feet.
Josslyn reached back, grabbing the hand in her hair with both of her own to release the pressure. He shoved her toward the bed.
“No!”
He threw her down on the bed. Josslyn landed facedown, and her next breath smelled and tasted like clean linen. Her heart was racing, and she braced herself.
There was a long silence, a moment of stillness. Then his hand gripped the back of her thigh. She fisted handfuls of the duvet. His palm slid up, drawing the hem of her slip, which had somehow stayed on, up over her ass.
He kicked her legs apart, and she cried out.
“Scared?” His voice was low.
“Fuck you.”
He grabbed her ass cheeks, one in each hand, and spread them apart. Josslyn pushed against the carpet with her toes, but her feet slid. She couldn’t get purchase, or leverage, to push herself away from him.
“Pretty.” He released her ass, then slapped it once. Hard.
Really hard.
Fiery heat coated her right ass cheek, shocking enough that for a moment, she couldn’t breathe. Then she sucked in air and released it as a scream.
He grabbed her legs, forcing them together and then rolling her onto her back.
She brought up her knees, planning to kick him, but he caught her ankles. Slowly, with a deliberate slowness that was cruel, he forced her legs apart. She reared up, trying to pry his fingers loose.
He slapped her breast in punishment, quickly re-grabbing the leg he’d released.
