“You will take what I give you like the good, little masochist you are, and you will enjoy every fucking second.” He spanks my ass cheeks hard, making me jolt. “After all, you belong to me.” His finger traces the barely healed initials on my ass. “Mine.”
He thrusts three fingers into my pussy and groans. “So fucking wet. We won’t need lube, as you are making enough.”
I feel him spread my arousal onto my ass, and then he spits on it, making me shudder. And then he thrusts his cock into my pussy. “I’ll get my cock nice and wet in your cunt.”
There’s a part of me that can’t believe he’s doing this, taking things this far, and there’s this dark part of me that loves it. I want him to take what he wants from me, use me and abuse me in sick and dirty ways.
“Gavril, this is insane.”
His eyes flash. “Have I ever told you that you could call me by my first name?”
I purse my lips together. “No, but I assumed—”
“Don’t. It’s master or sir to you.”
I swallow hard. “Sorry, sir.”
He pulls out of my pussy presses the hard, thick head of his cock against my tight hole, making me tense. “I would tell you this won’t hurt, but that’s a lie. And let’s be honest with each other. You love pain.” He forces the tip harder against my tight ring of muscles and I scream as the tip pops through.
“That’s right. I want to hear you scream while you take it up the ass.”
I can hardly believe that after years of lusting after this man, my professor, that it has led to this.
The pain is unbelievable as he keeps pushing, never once relenting as I scream in agony.
His cock sinking deeper and deeper into my ass with only my arousal as lube.
“So. Fucking. Tight.” His jaw is tight as he watches his cock disappearing inside of me.
I should shout at him to stop, as this is so wrong. I tell him no and yet he’s doing it, anyway.
A masochist I may be, but I didn’t believe I was so cracked in the head I’d enjoy being taken against my will.
And yet, deep down, I know it’s not really against my will. I want this. I want Gavril. I want what he does to me, even if I can’t quite accept how depraved it is, and what that means about me as a person.
I glance down as the pain seems to subside slightly and I realize Gavril’s cock has disappeared inside of me.
“You’ve taken every fucking inch.” He sounds almost in awe. “Now let’s see how you enjoy getting that ass ruined.” His eyes flash with that same sadistic delight I’ve seen time and time again.
A shiver races down my spine as he grabs hold of my thighs and pushes me away from him on the swing until his cock is almost all the way out of me. And then he pulls me back, slamming every inch with force inside of me.
I scream, the pain unlike anything I’ve ever felt.
It feels like he’s literally trying to destroy me from the inside out.
“I fucking love it when you scream,” he says, watching me as he repeats the same move over and over, delighting in the pain he’s inflicting. “It makes me so damn hard.”
And yet, the more he fucks me, the less painful it gets.
The throbbing between my thighs becomes almost unbearable as I reach between my thighs to touch my clit.
Gavril swats my hand away aggressively. “No one touches you except for me.”
I narrow my eyes. “That’s ridiculous.”
He grabs hold of my wrists forcefully and pushes them above my head, leaning over the swing as his cock remains buried deep inside of me. “It’s the rules. You will come when I want you to. Do you understand?”
I should hate how demanding he is, but it only seems to feed this sick and twisted need to be used by him. “Yes.”