You Wreck Me (The Prospect 1)

“I’m really not in the mood, Wrecker.”

“I don’t give a fuck. I told you to sit your ass at the bar and where were you? Standing there drooling over that long-dicked porn star. If you want a big dick, I got you. It’s the only dick you will ever fucking see again. Are we clear?”

“You don’t own me, Wrecker. We’ve been over a long time. I may have fucked you but it was merely an itch I needed to scratch and now…that moment is gone. Over. Finito.”

“We will never be over. You weren’t over me when you were riding my dick this morning. If we are as you say over, finito,” I say to her, throwing her words to me back at her. “What happened at the motel, huh? Why'd you jump on my dick faster than a kid jumping to get the last candy bar?”

“Because it was there right in my face and you were the only dick I saw available. I needed a release, that's all it was. And just like a candy bar, it was short, just not as sweet.”

“We both know you love my king sized dick, the way my cum tastes. You've always said it tasted better than anything you've ever had in your mouth. You can lie and say you've had something better since me, but, Princess, we both know it ain't true.”

I grab her by both wrists before she can wiggle away, and then I secure her to the rope hanging overhead that is there for one purpose. To bind her wrists together so she can’t get away.

With her unable to move other than kicking her legs I wrestle her out of her jeans. She goes to kick me but I grab her ankle and secure it to the floor. She huffs in frustration but doesn’t fight me. Her shaved pussy all but one strip is primed and ready. I can see her wetness glistening. She likes this shit as much as she wants to pretend she doesn’t. It fucking turns her on when I take control and take what I want from her.

She loves the fight. It’s her kink. She loves to fight me and pretend I’m a bad guy violating her. We used to role play but that shit is in the past we aren’t playing anymore.

I grab her neck and squeeze tight. “I could crush your throat right now,” I grit in her ear and push my hard on against her bubbly ass.

She gasps and tries to wiggle but it’s no use. I got her exactly where I want her.

My tongue glides down the slope of her neck and her breathing increases. I can hear her heartbeat thrumming with excitement.

I push a finger in her pussy and she hisses.

“I remember the first time I ever fingered you and Goddamn if your pussy still isn’t just as tight.” I pull my finger out and smear her wetness over her mouth. “Taste yourself, baby.”

She tries to bite me.

“That’s right, pretend you don’t like it.”

“I swear when I get free I am so cutting off your balls for this!” She seethes.

“Oh yeah, talk dirty to me, Harlee.”

I walk over to the wall. “Which one?”

She tries to twist to her side. Then she lifts her chin and says, “The thin dark cane.”

I whistle. That’s gonna fucking sting.

“You sure.”

She doesn’t answer only pushes her ass out. Has she done this before? The thought makes my blood boil but I don’t ask. She’d only lie anyway just to piss me off.

I take the one she asked for from the wall and go back to her. My hand rubs over her ass cheeks, massaging them. Giving her some pleasure before the pain comes. When we were younger, she always talked of wanting to try different kinks. This is one we never had the pleasure of exploring. Again, I wonder If she's done this before and who the fucker she did it with.

“You drive me crazy,” I tell her.

“Funny, you don’t do a damn thing for me. But that porn star up there…I’d give him my mouth, my pussy, and the one thing I never gave you… my ass.” She licks her lips and I grab her mouth, squeezing hard. I don’t give a fuck that it hurts her right now.

“Shut up. Don’t piss me off right now. It wouldn’t serve you well.”

“Fuck off, Wrecker. We both know his dick is bigger.”

My blood boils again as I stalk around to the front of her and slap her cunt with the cane. “You’re playing with fire,” I tell her as she cries out from the pain.

I pinch her clit on the verge of hurting her, she makes me so angry. “Say you didn’t mean it,” I growl.