Devil's Toy (Fallen Dynasty 2)

“Yes,” she begged openly. “Oh please, Master… Stop torturing me.”

“Never,” I growled in response, thrusting just once and making her come apart with whimpers and moans. “You like it like that, princess? You like having my cock all the way inside you?”

“Yes,” she replied hungrily. “More, Master. Fuck me more.”

Her begging was incessant, making it impossible for me to resist.

I started driving my length inside her, fucking her pussy with the patience of a saint. I wanted to come inside her, to coat her pussy with my thick seed, but I also wanted to hold back long enough to see her come apart completely.

“Don’t stop,” she whispered, and I sped up my thrust, fucking her into the bed with all my might. “Fuck, Master! Don’t stop, please, I-”

She was cut off by her own orgasm. In seconds, she went from a wantonly begging whore to a desperate, helpless little toy, coming on my cock time and time again while I drove my cock into her ruthlessly.

“I don’t have mercy for you, princess,” I whispered in her ear. “I never fucking will. This cunt belongs to me. So does your mouth. So will your ass, soon enough.”

She doesn’t even know how fucking soon I’m going to pop her last cherry…

“Please!” she begged, tremors shaking her body, making her quiver beneath me.

“You don’t even know what you’re asking for, princess,” I growled in response. “You don’t even know what you want. You need your Master to decide for you, don’t you?”

“Y-Yes,” she stuttered, lost in her own world as I pounded her tightness, driving my rock hard length into her tender, vulnerable pussy again and again. “Please Master, more.”

“Oh, you’ll get more,” I ground out. “You’ll get more than you can ever handle, princess. And you’re still going to beg for me to take it further, aren’t you?”

“Yes. Please.”

“Oh yes,” I muttered. “I can’t fucking wait to see you break for me. You’re going to look so pretty when you lose the last of your inhibitions.”

She cried out, but I paid it no mind. She was on her fourth orgasm if I was counting them correctly, with no sign of slowing down anytime soon.

I knew I wouldn’t be able to stop. I’d have to torture her until she gave in to me completely. And she was going to be mine by the end of the night. Truly, irrevocably mine. She’d never say no to me again.

“Tell me that one’s for me,” I growled in her ear when I saw another orgasm building in her body. “Tell me you’re coming because I like it. Because I told you so. Not because you can. Not because it feels good. Because you’re just following your Master’s orders.”

“Always,” she whispered. “I’ll always do as you say, I’ll always give you what you want, Master, I’ll always come when you tell me to… Fuck! Please!”

“No!” I growled. “Fucking come again. Don’t you dare stop.”

Her body started shaking and I had to hold her in place while a final orgasm rocked her. She let out a whimper that soon turned into a sob, and I grabbed her throat, making her look up at me again. Her eyes were red-rimmed, as if she’d been crying, and a single tear slipped down her cheek as we watched one another.

“Good girl,” I told her gently. “Now ride my cock.”

I let go of her, her shaking, vulnerable body tumbling to the bed. She put her weight on her elbows as her ass started working me, her pussy going up and down my shaft and making me groan out loud.

“Princess,” I muttered. “You’re the best little slut out there, you know that?”

“Yes, Master,” she whispered, speeding up her pace. “Fuck your cum into me, please!”

I was so close, and her words only made matters worse as I drove myself into her again and again.

“It feels good, doesn’t it?” I whispered in her ear. “Feels so fucking good to submit to the man who owns you, princess. Tell me this cunt is mine.”

“Yours,” she whispered, her voice throaty as she sank down on my cock one last time.

I groaned, feeling my release rushing out of me and coating her insides.

She felt it too, looking over her shoulder and smirking at me while I came.

“Filthy little thing,” I said, grabbing her ass and thrusting into her one last time. “Filthy little princess.”NineViolet“You belong to me, Violet.” Devlin grabbed my hair and jerked my head back until I was staring into his eyes. “Say it.”

“I—I belong to you, Master.” I exhaled sharply as I felt the pain in my scalp.

I wasn’t sure what I had done to flip the switch inside Devlin. I felt like I was being punished for something I didn’t do. Surely an offhanded comment about romance wasn’t enough to earn the devil’s wrath. I sensed that there was something else going—some sort of frustration—and I was the one who was being tormented for it.