The Ritual

I slow my rhythm and let go of her hair and neck. Her face drops to her arms when I pull out completely, and she sags against the bed. I push my thumb into her wet cunt a few times before replacing it with my cock once again.

When I slide my thumb up to her ass, she starts fighting me, but she’s got no chance. I push my thumb over her lube-covered ass, just applying some pressure. “Relax,” I say, slapping the side of her leg with my free hand. “It’ll hurt less.” Whimpering, she stops struggling. I pull my cock out of her pussy and slowly enter her while my thumb starts circling her ass, gently applying more pressure “Good girl,” I say, repeating both. “Just breathe.”

She’s panting, her body trembling. I watch her back muscles tense while fighting the restraints. When I push my thumb into her ass, a muffled cry comes from her taped lips. “Such a tight ass,” I say through gritted teeth. It’s going to feel amazing when I take it. “I’m going to take it, Blake,” I inform her. “My cum will fill this tight ass just like it will your pussy.”

I leave my thumb inside her while my hips pick up their pace again—my cock fucking her cunt. I’m close.

My breathing picks up, filling the room while the headboard pounds into the wall. I try to hold it in, but it’s just been too long. I remind myself that I have tomorrow and the next day and the next day. She belongs to me until graduation. I can do this as much as I want.

Feeling my balls tighten, I shove all the way into her one last time. My muscles tensing and my cock pulsing inside her fucking sweet cunt as I come.

I pull my thumb out first, and her body sags against the bed while I remove my cock. Leaving her like that for a minute, I bend down and grab the towel that I kicked away and run it over her, cleaning her up. Once done, I drop it and lean over her back. I rip the tape off her mouth and pull her underwear out. Then I get to work on releasing her arms and legs before entering my bathroom, grabbing some pills for her. Walking out, I see her sitting on the side of the bed, head down and hands in her lap. She’s rubbing her wrists. “Here. Take these.” I hold out my fist.

She looks up at me, and her tired eyes go wide with excitement.

Interesting. “It’s Advil to help with the soreness.”

“Oh,” she says, shoulders slumping in disappointment when I open my hand to show them to her.

“You thought I was going to drug you again,” I comment.

Her cheeks redden, but she takes them from me. Her eyes fall to the floor, unable to meet mine.

Walking over to her, I gently cup her chin and lift it to where she has to look up at me. “Tell me.” She’s got something on her mind. And Blake needs to understand there is nothing she can’t talk to me about. I’m not the kind of guy who runs to his friends and tells them what we did. If there’s one thing about me, it’s that I can keep a secret. In fact, I will be buried with many. What I do with her will be added to the others.

“Did we have sex that night?” she whispers. “That night you gave me the stuff to drink.”

I tilt my head to the side at her question. Did she not think tonight was her first time?

She sighs at my silence. “I, uh … it’s just that I was really sore the next day …”

“No,” I answer. Of course, she was sore. I was rough with her. I hate to tell her, but she’ll always be sore from now on.

“Oh.” Once again, she looks disappointed by that answer.

“You told me you were a virgin in here the night of the party.” I’m not going to tell her that’s not why I didn’t fuck her. Because honestly, it wouldn’t have stopped me. It’s the path I chose. The Lords can kick you out, strip you of your title and power. And as much as I wanted to, making her mine for the duration of my senior year is fucking better than just one time.

Her eyes widen, and her cheeks go red at the thought of her telling me that information. “Matt never would sleep with me,” she whispers.

I hate her even mentioning his name, but I understand that he was a big part of her life. I’m going to erase any thought of him from her memory. She won’t even know who he is when I return her to him. “You don’t have to be embarrassed,” I tell her. “I like that I was the first to fuck you.” I let go of her chin and run my thumb over her lips.