Tricked

Her purse, which he’d stashed in the bedroom closet along with her clothing, had a prescription packet of birth control pills, so he wouldn’t have to bother with a condom. There were still three and a half weeks left in the pack, and he made a mental reminder to make sure she took one each morning.

As he stared down at the sniffling girl, he tried to decide what to do next. He’d been planning to put her on her back on the sofa so he could destroy that smooth, tight cunt of hers with his big, hard dick.

But the heat radiating from her properly-spanked butt on his thighs gave him a different idea. He did love to fuck a freshly spanked ass. His cock throbbing, he stood, lifting Callie in his arms. He deposited her face-down on the couch with the firm instruction, “Don’t move.”

Sprinting toward the bar, he grabbed the tube of lube and hurried back to her. He knelt on the couch behind her and lifted her hips, pulling her up so she was on her hands and knees.

She tried to pull away from him, still whimpering. He reached out and grabbed her by the hair. Using it like a rein, he yanked her head back. “Don’t you dare pull away from me,” he growled. He gripped the chain collar and pulled it so it tightened around her throat, making her splutter and cough.

The poor little thing was trembling from head to toe. He almost felt sorry for her, but not sorry enough to stop. Her fear was like cocaine, jolting his system and electrifying the pleasure centers in his brain. His cock was about to explode. Hopefully he could get it in before he came like a teenage boy.

“Please,” she gasped. “You’re choking me.”

“You going to be good, cunt?”

“Yes, Sir,” she managed.

He loosened his grip, but kept his hand on the chain, ready to pull it taut if necessary. “If I let go of you, you better stay still. Because I warn you. If you move out of position or resist me in any way, I’ll beat the crap out of you. Got that?”

There was a long pause. “Yes,” she finally replied, as if through gritted teeth.

He tightened his hold on the choke collar. “What was that? Yes, what?”

“Yes, Sir,” she gasped, her face reddening.

“That’s two strikes, girl. First you spoke without being spoken to. Then you neglected to address me properly. Three strikes and you’re out.”

She wisely stayed silent, save for her ragged breathing.

He let his hand fall away and reached for the tube of KY. Popping the cap, he smeared plenty over the head of his cock. “You’re lucky,” he informed her. “I could have just used spit and rammed it home, but I’m going to use lube.”

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to hurt her. He planned to hurt her quite a bit. But not like this. He didn’t want to damage the merchandise.

One hand gripping his throbbing shaft, he reached around her and pulled her closer with the other. “You admitted to ‘Diana’ that you’ve done anal,” he said, nestling the head of his cock between her ass cheeks. “So don’t try to play the terrified virgin card. Whether you like it or not, I’m going to fuck your hot little ass until I shoot my load inside you. I advise you to relax and open yourself to me. It’ll go easier for you that way.”

He nudged the crown of his cock against the tight ring of muscle at her opening, so excited he could barely contain himself. She yelped and tried to jerk away, but he held her fast.

“Stay still,” he barked. “I’m warning you.” He pushed into the heat, and her little asshole sucked him into a deliciously tight embrace. He groaned with pleasure and pushed in a little deeper.

Predictably, she squealed again.

He grinned behind her, power coursing through his veins like a drug. “I don’t mind if you scream or cry. In fact, I like that. It gets me off. But, be advised, if you resist me in any way, I’ll make you wish you’d never been born.”

A brilliant idea came to him, in keeping with her new status as his personal property. “When I’m done taking my pleasure, you’ll get down on your knees and kiss my feet. Then you’ll thank me for using your worthless body. Do I make myself perfectly clear?”

She was still trembling, her body rigid, but she gave him the only possible answer, though it sounded as if her teeth were clenched. “Yes, Sir.”

Good girl. She was learning.

~*~

Callie’s lungs felt like they’d collapsed. She couldn’t seem to draw a breath. Her ass was on fire from the spanking, and his cock was splitting her in two as it penetrated.

Stop trembling. Breathe. Breathe, damn it.

She managed to draw in a shallow, shuddery breath.