Devil's Toy (Fallen Dynasty 2)

“Get on the bed.” Devlin shoved me towards the mattress.

“Yes, Master.” I nodded and obeyed—what else could I do?

“Your body belongs to me, whenever I want it—however I want it.” There was a growl that accompanied his words.

“Yes Master.” I nodded again.

“We have a deal—a deal I intend to honor.” He grabbed the front of my thigh and let his finger brush against my clit. “Your part of this deal is simple—you are mine.”

He had treated me with kindness. I had lost focus of who he was—I let myself linger in the gestures. He bought my family home, he took me to see my father—he comforted me when I was hurting. But we were two people bound together by a contract. I couldn’t forget that.

Those moments were special, but they were just glimpses of a reflection I created in my mind. I couldn’t lose sight of who he was or what he truly wanted from me. I was an outlet for his frustration, even if I didn’t cause it. My body was his canvas for pain. It would never be genuinely romantic—to believe otherwise was foolish.

“You’re going to give me something special tonight, Violet.” His hand moved around to my ass. “Something else that you’ve never given to another man—another part of your body I intend to claim.”

He slid his hand between my thighs and started to push a finger into my pussy. I wasn’t sure what he meant—he had definitely claimed that—many times. I moaned as his finger went deep inside me and he gave me several thrusts before pulling it free.

“Do you know what I want from you?” He stroked my pussy lips, spreading my wetness as he did.

“No, Master.” I shook my head back and forth.

He slid his finger past my pussy lips and I tensed up when I realized what he meant. I didn’t even have time to process it before I felt his finger start pushing into my ass. I whimpered as his finger started going into my untouched hole.

“Master—I…” I grimaced and whimpered again.

“Every part of your body belongs to me.” He pushed his finger deeper. “Anything I want—whenever I want it.”

My hands balled into fists, wrapping the sheet around my knuckles. I didn’t have a choice. The contract required me to give him my body, no matter what part of it that he wanted. I dropped my head against the mattress and endure the torment as he pushed his finger as deep as it would go. It hurt to have my tightest hole stretched—and that was only a tiny glimpse of how bad it would hurt when something much larger than his finger was forced inside me.

“Tell me that this belongs to me.” He growled under his breath and thrust his finger into me a little harder.

“It—it belongs to you, Master.” I whimpered, pressing my lips to the bed to suppress the sound.

“Tell me you want to be fucked here.” He pulled back and then I felt a second finger joining the first.

“I—I want you to do it.” I bit down on the sheet.

“That’s not what I told you to say.” Both fingers were quickly removed.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

“Ow!” My head flung back as he brought his hand crashing down on my ass ten times in rapid succession.

“Now you’re not just going to tell me—you’re going to beg me to fuck you in the ass.” He pushed two fingers inside me again.

“Master…” I whimpered and the fingers were quickly removed..

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

“Please!” I squealed and kicked my feet as I felt his hand set my skin on fire. “Please fuck me in the ass!”

“That’s better.” He chuckled. “Now be a good girl and scream for me.”

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

“Ow!” I howled as he spanked me harder than before.

“I think I can make you scream louder than that.” He pushed my cheeks apart and I felt his weight against my ass.

There was nothing gentle about what he intended to do—I realized that when I felt the enormous head of his cock pushing into my ass. He made me beg for it—beg for something I once thought was depraved. My ass was stretched around his girth as he went deeper. I bit down on the sheet again, squeezing my fists so hard that I felt my nails digging into the palm of my hands. All I could do was take it—take the pain that came from being the devil’s toy—to use as he wished—to break if he wanted.

“You’ll soon learn to beg for me to fuck you in the ass as often as you beg for me to make you come.” He held my hips and pushed deeper.

“Yes Master.” My words were hollow and a whimper of agony rushed from lips as soon as they were said.