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I brought one of my hands to the side of her bruised throat, keeping the placement as I soaked in her pulse.
Thump-thump.
Thump-thump.
It was strong. Steady.
“Hold to me, Clara. Know this is all going to be worth it. I’ll have you coming all over my cock in no time.”
I met her lips, barely finishing before surging through the barrier. A scream filled my mouth as I kissed her hard, holding myself still as I tightened on her neck.Thump-thump-thump-thump.It was hammering now. Pounding against my fingers from her pain and fear. I could have come on the spot for the completion and victory my darkness felt. A sob vibrated my lips, and she sniffled as I withdrew, pushing into her deeper. The gasp had her eyes shooting right to mine. I kissed her again, withdrawing and letting her test the sensations as I started the slow thrusts.
“Do you feel it changing, slave?”
At the pause and continued cries, my hold tightened on her throat causing her lids to fly open. I didn’t miss the small dots of broken blood vessels in her eyes. And like I knew, fear that I would choke her again like before, had her head quickly nodding.
“It’s…better.”
“Just wait.”
My satisfaction surged, and I reached down with my other hand, right back to her clit so I could build her up all over again. It didn’t take long before she was moving against me again, whimpering and shifting her hips with the thrusts. “Time to go deeper and make you feel really good.”
But it was already feeling good for her. I could tell by the way she clung to my neck. With how much louder her moans were already turning. Had she not been on the oil, I didn’t think she would have bounced back so fast, but here, she was desperate. She needed my cock, and I was about to merge her learning experience with the only way I enjoyed this.
My fingers dug into her ass as I reached under, holding to her as I buried myself. I ground my weight forward, increasing the hold as Clara’s pleasure morphed with the pain as I squeezed harder than I’d ever allowed myself. She moaned; she cried out, trying to wiggle away from the agony. She was trapped in her own battle, and it showed as Clara sunk her teeth into my shoulder. My own discomfort was so unexpected, maybe I would have reacted had she not immediately stopped. She hadn’t done it as an attack, but a reaction as she moved faster against me. I shifted, pushing to sit as both my hands locked around her neck. Had she not been so close, perhaps fear would have caused her to react in panic. Thing was, Clara was starting to scream, tightening and spasming around my cock as I beat it into her mercilessly. Blood coated my length, and I stared down in fascination at what I’d taken. At what I’d done. From the darkening marks on her face to her throat, to her hips, thighs, and the bruises I knew were covering her ass. My sins were evident for all to see, and there was nothing anyone could do about it. They wouldn’t care to.
To make it better…She’d been a virgin. Pure. Mine to fuck up however I wanted, if I chose to. Teach. Train. Something happened to me in that moment, and I couldn’t begin to understand it as I stared at her in awe, but I liked it. I needed it.Needed this.
My cock thickened, pulling me from the deep recesses of my sick mind. That I was on the brink of my own orgasm was shocking. My gaze broke from the blood, and I glanced back to my slave. She was blissful, riding the high after her orgasm. My grip increased even more on her throat, and I let a growl tear free, squeezing enough to show her who was in control. I held her life. I was in charge of her pleasure, pain, and how much of it I’d allow her to experience.
“Keep your eyes on me, slave. Don’t you dare fucking look away.”
Hands shot to my wrists, and I let my stare penetrate hers. I let her feel what was inside of me, allowing time to drag out through her shallow breaths. This was the beginning. A taste at what I knew would get worse. Outside of this, I was social. Nice. Easygoing. But this part of me I hid here, inside, was…becoming accustomed. Watching.Growing. With the truth so visible between us, I let my cum fill what I now owned. Into Clara. Into my slave.
W0023
“Alright, you’ve showered, you’ve eaten, and you’ve gone to the restroom. I’m leaving. The TV is on, I’ll be back in an hour or two. Be good.”
I rolled my eyes, taking in the large screen with people cooking. I’d seen televisions before throughout my life. I’d even caught a few shows from time to time when I snuck into the laundry mat a few blocks from where we stayed, but I’d never gotten to relax enough to enjoy anything. I wasn’t even technically supposed to watch them given the dirty content most played, but after the night I had, I wasn’t going to judge a tv show.
“Slave, did you hear me?
“Maybe the slave heard. Me, Clara, didn’t care to hear. Are you going?I’m busy.”
“Keep running your mouth and throwing your fit, but know when I get back, I’m taking you again.”
I wouldn’t even look at the smirk I knew was on his face. “Dirty. Are you still here?”
“Yes, but I’ll be back. Be ready for me. This time I’m going to—”
“Ugh, you want me sick! Go before you condemn us both.”
“Be ready.”
My anger couldn’t be hidden as I refused to give him my attention. Laughter filled the room and I glanced over, watching as he waved his hand towards me in dismissal and disappeared from the bedroom. Why was my body already on fire again just from him saying that? I shouldn’t want to experience having him inside me again. I had enough bruises to last me a lifetime. My body didn’t care. The oil was still in me, or what it had done was. Maybe it was a brain sickness, and I’d never stop thinking forbidden thoughts.
“Bye, my beautiful slave!”
