His searing hot seed burst up inside me. It splattered against my inner walls and my body clenched around him greedily, taking every last drop as though it had been what I had needed my entire life. I could feel his thick length throb within my entrance, again and again as his thick seed coated my insides and claimed me as his. The base of his cock expanded and stretched my pussy painfully wider and I sobbed harder. It held his seed deep inside me for several long minutes as my orgasm raged on. I felt his arms surround me, holding me tight as I suffered beneath him. I pressed my face against the side of his neck as I sobbed, thoroughly devastated from the pain and pleasure storming within me.
He was cruel. He was kind.
Nothing made sense anymore. I didn’t know up from down, left from right. I couldn’t see or think, I could only feel the terrifyingly intense sensations hurtling through every inch of my body. I knew that I was still crying, and I feared I was going to be made to orgasm again. At that moment though, I knew it was no longer up to me.
That decision was Vane’s and his alone.
The base of his cock returned to normal and I was vaguely aware of the fact that he was slowly pulling free from my pussy after that. My body throbbed hotly, and he took my arm, lifting me from the crate as he did so. I could hardly balance as he gently helped me to the floor, and I flushed hotly when I felt his seed begin to drip down my thighs.
“Back on your knees, little girl. You’re going to clean off every last drop of your cum from my cock. Then you’re going to tell me just how well you learned your lesson about who is your true master, with my cock still in your mouth,” he ordered, and a shiver raced down my spine at his brutal treatment of me.
I wavered back and forth as I caught my breath. A steadying hand embraced my shoulder, and I couldn’t help myself as I leaned into it. His fingers were warm, soft yet rough and incredibly soothing in that moment.
Tears still streamed down my face, and a shameful mixture of his seed and my own arousal seeped from my pussy onto my thighs and down to the floor beneath me. There was little doubt in my mind that there would be a wet puddle left behind when he finally through with me, but I realized that it didn’t matter.
Vane had needed to punish me, and this had been the result. I knew better than to push him now.
He’d won. He’d broken me. And I had liked it. Every fucking second of it. I liked how much it hurt. How much it had turned me on. And how very wet just thinking about it made me now.
I was his now. I felt this deep in my soul.
Slowly, I lifted my chin and opened my lips, showing him that I had learned a great deal from this very public display. He smiled gently and I wondered quietly if he was proud of my acquiescence, of my blatant submission to him as I knelt before him, naked, wet, and incredibly well used. His hips tipped forward and his cock once again grazed my tongue.
I was so sore. Every inch of my body hurt from the back of my throat to my aching pussy. Still, I put everything in me into sucking his cock clean because that’s what he was asking of me.
The sweet taste of my own wetness washed across my tongue. It had a very different flavor from his, like peaches and pears dipped in sugary frosting. I shivered with my shame as I licked him, thoroughly enjoying the taste of myself mixed with his.
I twirled my tongue around his length, ensuring that I didn’t miss a single inch. I suckled my lips tightly around him, using my mouth to cleanse his thick flesh as thoroughly as I possibly could. When I was convinced that I had licked every last drop of my wetness and his from his cock, I leaned backwards and lifted his shaft so that I could suckle the rest of him. Next, I focused on the finger-like protrusions at the base of his cock with my tongue and I blushed as I thought about them tickling the sensitive little clit between my thighs.
When I was finished, he pressed his shaft back in between my lips and I opened for him as he slid inside my mouth. He stilled and stared down at me, waiting expectantly for what I already knew he wanted me to do.
He wanted me to speak, with his cock pressed in deep against the back of my throat. I shivered and pressed my lips firmly around his length, before I relaxed and began to talk.
“I’m very sorry, sir. I’ve learned my lesson about being defiant with my master,” I said boldly, the muffled wet sounds so incredibly shameful to my ears. I shivered with embarrassment as he pumped his hips ever so slowly, dragging his thick length up and down my tongue and he purred softly.
He gazed down at me and I was sure it was a look of pride that time. I suckled his cock and began to beg.
“Beg me for permission to speak once again without a cock in your mouth. Truly show me that you’ve been taught what happens to sassy little girls with sassy little mouths,” he demanded firmly. My pussy clenched tightly at his words and I felt my nipples pulse with sensation.
“Please, sir. Please allow me to remove your cock from my mouth,” I begged. “Please allow me the privilege of speaking freely once again, sir.”
I pleaded while his seed dripped down my thighs, while my tears finally dried on my cheeks. I was well worn out and thoroughly punished. Everything hurt and I just wanted the chance to close my eyes, but deep within me was a feeling that was entirely unexpected.
I was satisfied. Incredibly so. It felt as though for the first time in my life that I had been properly taken care of, that someone had figured out what I had needed before I had realized I needed it myself. I felt whole. Like the final piece of my life had fallen into place.
He pulled his cock free from my lips and tucked it back into his pants. Quickly, he leaned down and wrapped his arms around me, lifting me from the floor as though I was light as a feather. I curled into him and tucked my head into his shoulder.
I don’t know why, but I realized that I was crying as I pressed myself against him. His arms tightened around me instinctively and his warmth comforted me.
“Shhh. It’s alright, little human. It’s all over. You’re going to come with me now and then you’re going to rest for me. Close your eyes now. I’ve got you,” he murmured gently, just loud enough for me to hear.
I obeyed.
Chapter Four
Vane
I hadn’t meant to be so rough with her, but the moment I had put my eyes on her beautiful body, I knew that I had to have her. When she’d opened that pretty little mouth, I also knew that she needed a man who wasn’t afraid to put her on her knees where she belonged.