It had started off gentle.
Gentle kisses.
Soft words.
Light touches.
Caressing of the skin with fingertips.
Teasing of the senses.
Her quiet moans as she responded to his tender touch.
He felt it rise within him.
He tried to keep it contained.
His nasty.
His brutal.
Time for gentle was over.
He wanted her.
Not just her moans.
Not just her passion.
Not just her wetness.
Not just her lustful desires.
He wanted her moans.
Her groans.
He wanted her fucking screams.
Shoving her onto her back.
Grabbing her ankles.
Forcing them up and over her head.
Pushing her ankles down hard.
Folding her body into two.
Watching her face contort.
As the position stretched her tendons and muscles.
Her face becoming an eager mixture
Of anticipated pleasure and actual pain.
The position perfect.
Exposing her wet, eager cunt.
Her kitty opening wide, ready to receive him.
Positioning himself perfectly above her.
Hard cock placed against her wet, needy hole.
Teasing her cunt lips with the head of his cock.
Inserting only the head into her greedy little fucking hole.
Feeling her struggle against him, trying to break his hold.
Trying to twist her hips, her body.
To rise up and allow her cunt to swallow his cock.
He looked at her with an evil smile..
Enjoying her visible discomfort.
Pain created from her body being twisted into this position.
Her relentless desire and need to feel him inside her.
Her eyes meeting his, the look intense and desperate.
A look filled with both need and greed.
His eyes flash, the Sadist in him firing up.
The grip on her ankles tightening.
He pushes her ankles wide, spreading her legs and cunt further.
He pushes her ankles down harder, positioning her just right.
Time for teasing is over.
Time to use her for his pleasure.
He plunges.
Hard, deep, nasty.
His cock stretching her tight little cunt.
Impaling her.
The thrust is thick, deep, hard.
He feels that first plunge hit home.
Her cervix. Impact.
Brutal force.
Her body reacts involuntarily.
But exactly as he wants.
The impact starts her convulsing.
Her cunt clenching, gripping his shaft tightly.
That mixture of pleasure and instant pain.
She craves it. His length. His thickness.
His nasty. His brutal. His darkness.
She wants it all. Desperate need.
”Who’s fucking whore are you?”
His deep guttural voice made her clench.
”Yours....oh god....yours....I’m your fucking whore, Sir.”
She hears him growl again.
”And what do you fucking want, whore?”
She heard the words escape from her mouth.
”Oh god....oh fuck....fuck me....hurt me....break me....please....”
He looks at her and smiles.
”As you fucking wish”
He pulls back and plunges in again.
No mercy for this cunt.
Deep, hard, nasty and brutal.
Cervix deep, time and time again.
Each impact creating a sound so beautiful to his ears.
The sound of her moans and groans.
Evolving into a scream with each and every thrust.
The sound of screams mixed with laboured breathing.
The tempo and volume controlled by his cock.
Time to fuck this whore in a way shes always wanted.
In a way she’ll never, ever forget…
