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“Oh, princess. You’d hate me, trust me. I have been gentle with you, and I don’t do gentle.”
“Gentle. You call any of what you've done gentle. You're a sick monster who is using me to get back at my father for something he did. Just kill me already so I don't have to endure being around a man like you any longer.” Savannah seems to forget I’m not planning on letting her go, at least not yet. If ever.
“In time, kitten. I have much more planned for you.”
“You're going to, aren't you? Hurt me more?” she says.
“I’m going to take whatever I want from your unwilling body, kitten, and I'm going to enjoy every second.”
“Fuck you,” she slurs as her exhaustion begins to take her.
She has fire, I’ll give her that. As she talks back my dick hardens and there is nothing more I’d like to do than fuck it out of her as she so pleasantly put it. But I know just fucking her won’t be enough, I have to destroy her, even if she seems to have a soft spot for me.
“Either way, you’ll hate me, and I don’t care if you do, kitten. I told you you're here because you're a debt I’m owed. You're my little slice of salvation against him.”
“I’d rather die than watch you destroy me any longer.” Her voice is stoned.
“You keep begging for me to kill you, kitten. Trust me, you’d soon change your mind if my hands came around your throat and took every last drop of your air.
I smack her ass as I stand and she yelps. Her punishment may be different tomorrow. We'll see if the monster wants to come out and play again.
“I hate you.” I hear her whisper as I get to the door.
“Good, hate will drive you to fight.”
I leave her and make my way outside. I need more. I think it’s time to kill the other men involved. It’s time they suffer for my wife's suffering and for what they did to her.
“I promise I'll get every last one. Forgive me, Grace.”
* * *
I slide onto the sofa, my cock painfully hard. Fuck, thinking of Savannah’s sweet, tight pussy has pre-cum dripping from me. My mind is an unraveling mess.
I grip myself through my jeans making me groan.
“Fuck,” I hiss, my cock pushing against my zipper.
My hand moves down and undoes my zipper. The pressure eases slightly as I do but it’s not enough.
I need more.
I pull down my briefs and wrap my hand around my throbbing cock, it’s so hard it has its own heartbeat.
I start to move my hand, fisting my cock to images of Savannah bent over while I dove my fingers into her, and her cheeks red with the sting of my hand, I groan out loud.
I throw my head back as my wrist works faster, bringing me closer, my balls tighten, and I lift my ass up as I shoot across my stomach in bursts coating my shirt.
“Fuck,” I growl. I sit there catching my breath as I look down at the mess I made. I’m nearly tempted to go back into the room and make Savannah lick it clean. She’s the reason for this after all. It seems I have no control over my cock when I’m around her.
She’s a spicy little sinner and I will have fun breaking her. She will break and she will be mine. There is no way I’m letting her go. It will be over my dead body that she leaves my side.
I may have taken what wasn’t mine in the beginning, but I know it won’t take her long to submit to me in every way. I look forward to the day I can show Daddy dearest what a little whore his baby girl is. I just have to think with the head on my shoulders, not the one currently dripping with cum.
* * *
It’s been a few days since I jacked off to the images of Savannah. She's been quiet when I deliver her food, not even looking at me, but she’s behaved and obeyed my rule to be on her knees.
I keep my promise to give her twenty lashes each day.
