Deviant

I felt tears of frustration burn my eyes as he looked at me in shock. I waited for the blow that was sure to come, but instead all he did was reach down and pick up the iron poker off the ground and looked at it. It would’ve done a lot of damage had I done it right but now I’d missed my chance.

He flung it aside and I scooted back across the bed as he advanced. “Don’t you come near me you fucking asshole.” I threw every derogatory word I could think of at his head but all he did was smile as he started to get undressed again after removing the tray from the bed.

“No.” I knew what that meant, and I hated my body for reacting. How could I want him? Don’t I have any pride left? How could my body want his after what he’d done to me?

Still my eyes were drawn to that thick length between his thighs and my pussy leaked and clenched in need. He grinned and my eyes flew to his. He knew the bastard.

I wanted to smash his face in right then and there. I don’t know what got into me, I knew it was futile, but as soon as he put his knee on the bed I came up swinging.

He just laughed and wrestled me into subjection and I hated the fact that I liked his hands on me. I liked the way he pushed me over onto my stomach and held me down forcefully. What the hell has gotten into me?

I wanted the floor to open up and swallow me, bed and all, when he pushed his hand between my thighs from behind and felt my need.

“Umm, look at that. Your pussy’s all wet and I haven’t even started you bad girl.”

“I wonder what daddy would say if he knew you like it rough? None of those preppy boys for you huh. Maybe I’ll keep you after all instead of sending you back.”

Sending me back? What the hell was he talking about? Who cares? This fiend had the nerve to say this stuff to me while pushing his fingers in and out of me.

“Can you hear your pussy? Hear that sound she makes when you’re all wet and hungry for me?” Damn my body.

“Fuck you.” I tried spitting at him but I didn’t have the right angle and it just landed on my shoulder.

“No, fuck you.” I screamed or at least tried to when I felt him drive himself into me from behind. All of it, in one deep stroke. This is it I’m going to die. He fucked me harder than he ever has. I happened to catch a glimpse of us in the mirror and it was only then that I realized he was angry. What the hell did he have to be pissed about? I’m the one being wronged here.

“Stop Damien, you’re killing me.” Not really, but I was too ashamed of my body’s response to what he was doing to me. I don’t think I’ve ever been this wet. I should’ve known he’d scoff, make little of my words.

“I wonder what the headlines would say.” He whispered in my ear as he thrust into my body. “Young beauty queen fucked to death by monster cock. Details at eleven.” He’s twisted.

“I hate you.” Even as I said it my hips were moving, pushing back into him for more. He felt extremely hard tonight, harder than usual and he was hitting all the right places inside that kept me wet and hungry.

It felt like a baseball bat had been shoved up inside me and the harder he pounded into me the more my body responded, making my shame complete. I didn’t want to give into him like this, but I couldn’t get away even if I wanted to. His hand on my tummy held me in place for his fierce thrusts into my body.

If I could just listen to his body, believe in what it said, all these new fears and worries would slip away. He’s confusing me, my mind at least. But my body knows what it wants.

I fought back tears of hurt and frustration but they escaped anyway as he changed up and fucked me slower, softer while he whispered in my ear.

17

Ava

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The burning feeling between my thighs, his lips at my ear, I had no defense against the assault to my senses , and it wasn’t long before my body betrayed me again as he nibbled my neck before sinking his teeth into it and making me cum around his cock.

“Tell me again how you don’t want this, want me.” I couldn’t think of a thing to say, my mind had gone blank from his second stroke into my body. Just then right on the heel of his words his other hand came around and I felt his fingers on my clit.