Tyrant Stalker (Tyrant Dynasty 2)

Dove is ruining herself. Day by day, she gets weaker, thinner and succumbs more to the disorders plaguing her mind and body. I vow to make things better for her. To make sure she'll be okay, that she'll eat right, that she won't starve herself any longer.

But I'm running out of patience. I need to touch her. Need to feel her silky skin beneath my fingertips. I reach out, laying a hand on her stomach. I expected it to be cold, but she's warm, hot-blooded under the pearliness. I groan.

With my free hand, I reach in my pocket and pull out the toy I bought especially for her. I saw it in a shop a couple weeks back and bought it with Dove in mind, already fantasizing about putting it in her tight little asshole. I still remember taking her virginities, every single one of them, while she writhed in pleasure and pain. Tonight's going to be even better, because tonight, Dove can't fight back.

My fingers roam over her body, exploring every forbidden inch. I slide them under her breasts, feeling the weight of them in my palm. Finally touching her feels fucking surreal. I dig my teeth into my bottom lip, breathlessly whispering her name. I almost want her to wake up. To see me. To realize I'm the one who's been fucking with her all this time. But I fight the urge and stroke her instead, allowing my fingertips to familiarize themselves with the layout of her body again.

God, she's beautiful. Her porcelain skin marred only by the scar I gave her and the ones she gave herself, shimmers in the moonlight. My cock is so hard it's straining against the fabric of my jeans, and I can't stand another moment of not having my fist wrapped around it. I pull it out, stroking my impressive length over Dove's naked thigh. My pre-cum smears from my tip, marking her as my property as I stroke myself harder to draw out the seed from my balls.

I can't resist reaching between her legs. With two fingers, I part her silky folds, allowing my spit to drip from my lips to her hot little center. I rub it in, groaning when she stirs in her sleep, so very eager for more. I want to fucking devour her.

Turning around the plug I brought with me in my hands, I put it up to my mouth and make it wet with my spit. I play with her then, running the toy over her pearlescent body, touching it to every bit of her, stroking the tip of it over her puckered nipples, sliding it down over her stomach and between her pussy lips with ease. She's wet. Always so fucking ready for me, begging me to do more to her sweet, unconscious little body. God, I want to fuck her so badly. Desire is twisting up my insides, demanding I give in to the darkness that is eager to wreak havoc on Dove. But I can't. I must resist a while longer.

I start fingering her. One finger first, then two, then three, stretching her tight little snatch as much as I can. My cock is fucking dripping with pre-cum. I want to be inside her, but I need to keep fighting those urges. Instead, I finger her hard, toying with her asshole with the plug I brought. It'll slip in soon, filling her up, allowing her ass to stretch the way it will have to when she inevitably takes my dick in it. I push the plug in by a good inch, stretching her sweet asshole around it. I toy with her with one hand, the other massaging my throbbing cock. Finally, I push the plug fully inside. As her asshole swallows it up, a gasp escapes Dove's lips and her eyes flutter open. I pause. I'm convinced she's woken up, but those pretty eyes flutter closed again, saving me from getting busted. She moans in her sleep, restlessly shaking as her body accepts my gift.

I'm so fucking desperate to come. I want to fill her. To mark her as mine. But I need to fight those instincts. I need to hold back before it's too late. I'll fuck her soon enough.

Still, I can't resist the urge to swipe my cockhead against her lips, leaving a trail of wetness in my wake. Dove's pink tongue darts out, licking at the remains of my pre-cum, and she smiles in her sleep. She's such a good girl. I want to reward her, so I toy with her some more. Fingers disappear in her soaked pussy while my other hand twists the plug in her tight little hole. I could spend hours doing this. Toying with her, showing her what pleasure is all about. But I'm going to get busted if I stay here for much longer. The effects of the powder will wear off soon, and I already risked getting caught when her eyes flew open the first time. God-fucking-damn-it, it'll be hard to leave her, though. With her mouth parted and my pre-cum still glistening on her lips, it takes everything in me not to fuck her there and then.