Playing Their Parts

“Cassandra, no! Stay with me!” With a low growl, he pulled her panties aside and she felt his shaft, thick and blunt, press between her legs. It slid between her slippery folds, bringing a gasp to her lips as it bumped over her tender clit, sending sparks of intense pleasure through her entire body. And then—oh thank goodness—it found the mouth of her pussy and began to slide inside.

“Yes!” Cassie gasped, trying to spread her thighs even wider, though she was already stretched wide by the frame. “Yes, Stone please do it—please fuck me!”

Her partner gave an angry growl and continued to press inside her. She could feel her inner walls stretching to take him, filling the awful black hole that had opened up inside her the minute the strange compound had entered her bloodstream.

“Stone,” she whispered. “More.”

“Cassandra, sweetheart—this is not how I wanted to do this.” His eyes were angry and regretful at the same time as he finally bottomed out inside her.

Cassie threw back her head and moaned with the pleasure of being so exquisitely opened and stretched. She had never been with a man half as big as Stone before—he was big enough to split her in two.

And that was exactly what she needed, she slowly realized. Being filled wasn’t enough—she needed to be fucked. Hard.

“Stone,” she said again. “More!”

“All right, sweetheart.” Gripping her hips, he pulled almost all the way out of her and then thrust in again. But though Cassie felt the head of his cock press against the end of her channel, it wasn’t enough. She needed him harder inside her—deeper and faster and more.

“Please!” She writhed against him helplessly, trying to force him deeper into her. “Please, Stone, that’s not hard enough—harder—faster—deeper!”

“Don’t want to hurt you!” he growled.

“But I need you to hurt me!” Cassie argued. “Please!”

“We would listen to her if we were you, Kindred,” Gozeriam said from behind them. “A weak fucking will kill your partner as certainly as no fucking at all.”

Indeed, he seemed to be right. Cassie felt the world fading again, and things were beginning to get blurry around the edges. Her head tilted forward to rest helplessly on Stone’s broad shoulder.

“Cassandra?” He lifted her chin and peered anxiously into her face. “Cassandra are you well?”

“She won’t be unless you fuck her.” The Beast sounded like he was laughing.

“Please,” Cassie whispered, looking at her partner, who was fading from her sight. “Please, Stone…hurt me. You have to…have to hurt me to…to save me.”

A low noise filled with agony and fury came from Stone’s broad chest. Then his grip on her hips tightened—bearing down so hard Cassie was certain she’d have ten finger-shaped bruises there tomorrow—if she lived to see tomorrow, that was, she thought dimly. He pulled almost all the way out of her again and then slammed back in, delivering a harsh blow that woke her with a wave of pleasure-pain she had never experienced before.

“Master!” Cassie gasped, the word springing naturally to her lips in response to his rough treatment. “Yes, please, Master—take me, own me, fuck me!”

Stone said not a word but he continued his deep, punishing thrusts, filling her as hard and fast as a jackhammer and with, apparently, just as much joy. There was no love or tenderness or desire on his face, as Cassie had seen when he went down on her in their previous vid. There was only grim concentration, like a man doing a task he desperately doesn’t want to do, but cannot stop doing until it is done.

Cassie gasped and writhed helplessly with every deep thrust. She felt battered inside—bruised and roughly used—but the black hole inside her still demanded more…more…more.

Suddenly, she knew what she needed.

“Master,” she begged him, completely lost in the need that threatened to eat her from the inside out. “Master, come in me! I need you filling me—filling me with your seed!”

She was so close. She knew if she could feel Stone filling her with his come, she would come too. And then maybe the black hole inside her would finally close…

Somewhere inside her head a little voice was whispering that this was a bad idea—that she would regret it. But Cassie didn’t listen—couldn’t afford to listen. She still had the black hole inside her which demanded to be fed. And Stone was the only one who could feed it—feed it with his seed.

“Please,” she begged again. “Come in me, Master—fill me up!”

Stone’s face contorted with a mixture of lust and self-disgust.

“I do not want to, but I cannot help it,” he growled hoarsely. “Get ready, Cassandra—I’m going to fill you.”

Cassie moaned with need and agreement and tried to open herself even wider for her partner…her lover…her Master. Finally she had found a man she could submit to and she never wanted the submission to end!