AllFreeNovel
Share Us
I stay flat footed and take two steps, making sure to move my hips. But he snaps at me and flicks the rod against my side. A long cut slices open on my skin and I cry out in pain.
“Please, Savage! I don’t know what you want! I’m sorry.” I press my hand against the cut to stem the bleeding. It’s small, but it’s deep.
What the hell kind of rod is that? The bastard. He’s not supposed to really hurt me. The fear I’ve been pushing down since yesterday blasts back up. I don’t want him to hurt me.
“You kept me waiting to fucking dance this morning. I want to see that. It better be fucking worth it too.” He leans back against his chair. “By the way if I were you, I wouldn’t fuck up. Dance like your career is on the line, because it is.”
My entire body shakes from the chill in the air and the dread building up in my system. What good is a million dollars if he breaks my legs or something sinister like that? I try to get into first position, but my legs wobble so much that I can’t. He leans forward and cracks the back of my calf with the rod. Though this hit doesn’t break skin, it leaves a thick welt.
“This will easily break the skin on the bottom of your feet. I’ll keep on beating you until you can’t plié ever again. How far will your dancing go then? Now get up and dance Whore!”
I scramble back into first position and successfully start to dance. I close my eyes and run through my exercises. It’s almost perfect though I’m naked, shivering, and spraying water all over the place. I continue on and on until my tip toes make contact with a substantial puddle and I come toppling down to the ground.
Shit, he’s going to hurt me.
I look up at him and his dark eyes are glued to my body. I wait for what feels like hours before he talks again.
“You have a choice Whore. You will take thirty lashes on the soles of your feet or you will fuck me.” He picks the rod up like he knows that’s the option I’ll choose.
I crawl over to him with just the feel of my knees shuffling in this position pains my pride. Yet the moment I look back into his eyes it all goes away. I want to surprise him again.
Shock the beast. Get the reward.
“May I have your cock, Savage?”
He pants and I watch his dick jump with lust under the towel.
“You will face me, look at who’s pounding into that little pussy.” He sneers, expecting me to back away since I’m going to have to look at his disfigurement. He’s not as ugly as he thinks he is. I can barely see the scars on his face thanks to the beard and the ones on his body are masked by the carved divots of his muscles. Sure, he’s rugged, but I’ve seen worse. I’m sure of it.
I clamor onto his lap. He spreads his legs wide and my hips scream in pain.
My hands hover over his shoulders, the last time I’d touched him without his permission I was punished. “May I touch you Savage?” He simply nods.
I use one hand on his shoulder to balance myself and I raise up to use my other hand to help him slide into me. I want to go slow, but he thrusts all the way into the hilt, not bothering to wait until I’m ready for him.
“You want to go home?” He asks me.
“No, Savage. I want to stay with you.” I reply, my words more sure than anything I’ve ever said. I’m confused, but my body knows the way.
He fucks me hard trying to damage me. He wants to give me pain and it hurts. It hurts so bad my body goes numb and soon all I can feel is the budding pressure of pleasure.
Our eyes lock onto each other and he fucks me wildly until I’m gripping onto his neck and I explode into a quivering orgasm that surprises the both of us.
“Genesys.” He pants out as he grabs hold of my waist and pounds into me harder. I moan and try to hold on, but he bites down on my shoulder forcing me to push away. I fall backwards and the air is forced out of my body as he falls on top of me rutting into me like a wolf trying to lock himself inside of me.
My pussy is soaking wet now and my hips buck up against his, causing him to groan in satisfaction. He bites at my chest and neck again and after five minutes of the pain, my body pushes me back into pleasure again. I come hard screaming his name, “Savage! Yes!”
His eyes go crazed as he looks up to study my face. There’s no way I can cheat this test. No way for me to fake this—pleasure. Pure orgasmic bliss has my pussy pulsing and contracting hard, milking him.
I lean up, shocking the both of us, I kiss his full lips. He stops pumping for a second only to piston into me again shooting his cum deep inside of me. His growl so deep it vibrates my bones.
He pulls out of me before he catches his breath and stands over me. His eyebrows furrow and he shakes his head in confusion.
He leaves me on the floor as he turns and walks out of the room. I’m in pain and it feels like he might have actually torn me open, but I’ve also never felt more at ease. I hate it here, I hate him, and I hate what he does to me. But there’s no denying I’ll do almost anything to put that look on his face again.
Savage’s Thoughts
Surprising, she is. The fight. The struggle.
