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“That’s better,” he said in a silken growl. “Such a horny fucking girl. Why haven’t you come yet? What else do you need?” He used my hair to move me to the back of the shower, holding me so I was facing him. “You want to jack yourself with my big dick in your throat, is that it?”
Now that he mentioned it, I wanted it more than I’d ever wanted anything in my life. I sank to my knees when he forced me down, and took his cock in my hands. It rose between us, swollen and huge. His fingers threaded into my wet hair as I stroked him. I licked up the front of his shaft, felt his fingers clench tighter, then closed my eyes as he pressed between my lips. Water rained over me, sluicing between my mouth and his cock so he felt both hot and hard, and cool and slippery.
“Touch yourself, damn it,” he said, driving to the back of my throat.
I gagged and spread my legs as I tried to suck him, letting the force of his possession drive me back on my heels. It was hard to breathe, even harder to masturbate, but I didn’t care. I licked and sucked, and stroked his balls with one hand while I rubbed my clit with the other. The force and pain drove my arousal higher. I teetered on my spread knees, searching for balance, taking him as deep as I could. His hands opened against the sides of my head as he pushed me back against the shower wall, groaning deep in his throat.
In the beginning, he’d been letting me blow him, or try to. Now he was face-fucking me, holding me trapped, staring down with gritted teeth. I had nowhere to go, with Devin in front of me and tile behind me, and nothing to do but accept his thrusts. I rubbed my clit, trying not to gag as he pummeled me, but it happened anyway. I choked and he pulled away.
I couldn’t apologize with my mouth full of shower water and my jaw aching from his repeated thrusts. Instead, I wrapped my palms around his thighs and pulled him back toward me, to let him know I wanted to finish this. I breathed through my nose and opened wide, and he drove into my mouth, ramming deep. Meanwhile, I jacked off like crazy, arching, tensing my thighs.
And I thought,I have never, ever done anything like this. No one has ever used me this way.I’d dreamed of force and possession, acted it out with partners, but I’d never had the real thing. This was the real thing. His cock was my entire world, terrible and brutalizing, and I wanted it to continue until I couldn’t take anymore. I eased my head back against the wall to look up at him, blinking away water and tears.
His eyes burned me, pale silver-blue, luxuriant. He let go of my head, pulled out of me and yanked me to my feet. I stumbled in the tiled stall, lost to his force and will. He turned me away from him, pinning me hard against the wall, pressing my cheek to slick porcelain. As he nudged my ass cheeks open with his cock, one arm came around my neck, tightening, suffocating me.
I scrabbled at his muscled forearm but his grip only tightened more. His cock poked at my asshole while he forced my fingers back to my clit.
“I want to fuck your ass,” he hissed in my ear.
“Now?” I whispered through my closed throat.
“Right now.” He pushed my fingers away from my pussy’s folds and pinched my clit, hard. “Don’t act like you don’t want it. It’ll hurt, which you fucking love.”
It was true. I often fantasized about getting assfucked by someone like Devin, someone rough and sadistic with a huge cock, but it had never actually happened, especially not like this.
“Put one hand on the wall and one on your fucking pussy,” he ordered. “Stick your ass out for me.”
I obeyed, legs trembling. I hardly knew this man. Would he hurt me? Would I regret this wildness as soon as he started to press inside? I heard the conditioner bottle snick open, smelled the coconut-sugar scent as he massaged the slippery fluid between my cheeks. One of his fingers breached my asshole, making me gasp.
“Do you like getting your ass fucked?” he asked. “You want my cock up your ass?”
I looked back at him. “You’ll hurt me.”
He pulled out his finger and delivered some spanks to my tender cheeks. “Don’t fucking move. Keep your ass out. And don’t come yet,” he added, as I moaned into the tile. “You don’t come until I allow it.”
I stood where he’d placed me, wondering where he’d gone. The curtain moved, signaling his return, and I thought,the shower is too small for what he’s doing to me, for how he’s making me feel.He crowded behind me, grabbing my hips, then yanking my head back as his fingers twisted in my hair. “I put on a condom,” he said. “For you.”
Our eyes met, a brief, piercing glance. Not asking for permission, exactly. More of a check-in, to see where I was, which was halfway to subspace. He tugged my hair harder and kissed my neck, running his tongue through trails of water, then bit me enough for it to hurt. I struggled, feeling his cock rub between my ass cheeks. He used the oily conditioner for lube, shoving more between my crack. He positioned the thick crown of his cock against my hole.
The condom made things slicker. It helped a little, but I knew it was still going to hurt. I wanted it to hurt. I didn’t want him to be too gingerly and slow, like past Doms I’d played with.Is that okay, baby?they’d ask, mid thrust.Do you like that, baby?I didn’t want to like it. I wanted my Dom to ask those questions in a cruel and sarcastic way.
Devin didn’t say anything to soothe me. Instead, he spanked my ass and barked at me to rub my clit as he worked the head of his cock into my hole. My ass resisted, then stretched to accommodate his slow forward motion, but my moan rose to a cry before he could get all the way in. He retreated, going still, the head of his cock half inside. He was so big. It wasso tight.
“Let me the fuck in,” he growled.
“I want to. I’m trying…”
He let go of my hips and reached around to pinch my nipples, cinching them hard enough to make me squirm for mercy. My clit pulsed under my fingertips, and he shoved in another inch, then two inches, prying me open, bringing back all last night’s wildness with this torturous form of control. I rubbed my clit as he pushed the rest of the way in, eased by the wet conditioner and the slick, tight condom. Oh God, the intense pain had tapered off, but he was still so massive.
“You’re too big,” I said. “It’s too much.”
“Is it?” His fingers left my nipples to grasp my neck. “Or do you want more?”
“More, please,” I whimpered. “More. More.”
“That’s what I thought.”
He kicked my feet apart until they touched the sides of the tub, and started fucking me, firm, slow, deep, taking my narrowest, most vulnerable orifice with his oversized weapon.
