“Look at this tight little hole. It’s going to take my cock so well, isn’t it, Kassandra.”
“Yes, Master,” I shamefully begged.
His palm dropped lower until he was in between my legs. Gathering the arousal there, he dragged it up until he was circling my forbidden hole.
“Don’t you dare let go. You are to be a good little girl and keep yourself spread for your master,” he added, and I trembled, anxious and turned on and ashamed. This was probably going to hurt.
“Markos,” I pleaded. His finger pressed against my asshole then. There was little I could do to fight him. Spread as I was, I couldn’t tighten myself against his assault. With a cry, I quivered as his digit breached my tight rim for the very first time.
I cried out with my humiliation.
“I can’t,” I whimpered into the desk.
“You can. And you will,” he answered.
His other hand returned to my pussy, playing with my clit as his finger continued to prepare my asshole for his cock. One finger didn’t really hurt, but it felt strange and foreign and new. I couldn’t decide if I liked or hated it, but I didn’t really have a choice anymore.
My body reacted violently to his touch and despite the fact that he was violating my bottom hole, I knew I was going to come. Pleasure raced in my veins and I shuddered beneath him. He rubbed and flicked my clit and soon, I was begging him to take me in the most savage of ways.
One finger turned into two.
I cried out, as he stretched my bottom hole painfully wide, spreading his digits and preparing me to take the massive monstrosity that was his cock. I squirmed and I cried, but as he edged me closer and closer to orgasm, I became delirious with desire.
Two fingers turned into three.
Fuck. I needed to come.
“Please, just fuck my ass, I can’t wait anymore,” I begged. Swallowed in my shame, I had no more pride. I’d have crawled on the floor, spread myself, sucked his cock, whatever the fuck he wanted just so I could come.
I’d be his little fuck toy if he wanted.
“My pleasure,” he answered, his voice barely above a growl.
He removed his fingers from my asshole and for the briefest of seconds, I sighed with relief before he replaced them with the head of his cock, which was so hot that it burned against my skin and I cried out with shock.
Then, he gripped my hips roughly, before pushing against my tight hole. If I had thought his fingers had hurt, I wasn’t prepared for the size of his shaft. His bulbous head stretched me wide and the burning, stretching sensation that came with it was agony at first, but then my pussy clenched hard. Pain morphed into pleasure, stronger than any I had ever known, and I was utterly powerless against it.
He pushed steadily into me as I spread myself for him, submitting to such a rough, filthy way to be fucked. My asshole fought against him, tightening as he forced himself inside me and I cried out each time. Pain lanced through my body, but it only seemed to fuel my desire higher and higher. Even though I fought against it, my body was ravenous for him.
When his thick head finally broke through the muscles of my tight rim, he began to slide inside me, slowly and surely until he was seated fully within my dark channel.
I felt my greedy pussy clench in excitement and that’s when I realized that I actually wanted this. Horrified, I lay there, holding my ass open for him and I needed him to continue. I wanted him to fuck my ass. I wanted to come while he did it too.
“Please, please fuck me,” I begged with a sob. I was his. Completely his to do whatever he pleased.
His hips pulled back, dragging his cock out of my depths and then he surged forward. I gasped as he took me. He started with a slow, steady cadence and then knocked my hands away. My cheeks, split by the girth of his cock, tightened with pleasure as he took me in such a humiliating manner.
This was filthy. It was wrong, but why did it feel so right?
Why was I so aroused right now? I was so turned on that I felt like I would climb the walls if I couldn’t come soon. My skin pricked with my passion, my body writhing with it.
“Come, Kassandra. Come all over my cock while I fuck your ass,” he demanded.
I shook but my body responded to his call. Hot, fiery pleasure pierced through me and I stiffened with it. His cock savaged my asshole and my pussy tightened around empty air. My clit throbbed hard and my hips rolled.
“That’s right. That’s a good girl.”
I shattered into a million little pieces beneath him. Time fractured as I orgasmed, and I lost complete track of who, where, and what I was. The only thing that mattered was me and him. His power. My submission.