Shame overtook me, but I couldn’t dwell on my failures, I had to focus on my strengths, and I was determined to help Shasta work through her emotions that were trying to dismantle her.
We both watched as Sabbath pushed Keelie toward the bed, then forced her onto her hands and knees.
“I’ve never fucked another woman in here before, but I think I’ll make an exception for you. I’m in a foul mood, and right now, I don’t give a fuck about that bitch who wears my patch. I know she’s fucking around on me; I just don’t know how to prove it.” He gripped Keelie by the throat. “Do you know? Is that bitch fucking around on me?”
She shook her head.
“Are you lying to me?” he growled, gripping her throat tighter.
She squeaked. “No, my king. No one tells me anything.”
He let out a frustrated sigh. “I’m going to prove it, but first I’m going to take your pussy and watch my cum leak down your thighs.” He smacked her ass again, causing her to cry out.
Shasta looked away, but I turned her head, forcing her to watch.
“Now don’t you get weak on me, Shasta,” I said softly against her cheek. “Don’t let him win. You’re stronger than that. Play his game, open yourself to me.”
She didn’t. And her defiance was so fucking satisfying.
Sabbath thrusted hard into Keelie, taking her from behind, and before Shasta could protest, my hands gripped her ass, lifting her from her feet until my cock slid inside her, the warmth of her pussy feeling like home.
“He has no idea we’re in here,” I whispered, licking a tender trail across her neck. “And what better way to get back at them, then to fuck each other right under their noses.”
My cock slowly slid in and out of her. I couldn’t be loud, at least not yet. But this was a different kind of torture, one that would drag us both on the brink of madness.
Her nails dug into my shoulders as my cock slowly moved in and out of her, thrusting into her deep channel until my cock was buried to the hilt.
She let out a small cry, one that if Sabbath was paying attention, he would’ve heard. I covered her mouth with my free hand again, silencing her.
“No sound or you’ll get us killed.”
The weakness in her eyes mixed with unbridled desire, and my cock swelled, filling her with my girth.
“You feel so fucking good, little minx. Master is pleased.” My words were barely audible, but they induced a shiver that raked through her entire body.
“That’s it,” I growled, enjoying the way her nails dug into my flesh. “Take Master’s cock and make it yours.”
She moaned beneath the palm of my hand, her eyes sliding euphorically closed as I started picking up my pace, meeting Sabbath’s thrusts, so our sounds mixed together.
It was unreal how good this felt—how naughty it made me feel. I hadn’t felt this way in a long, long time. And it breathed new life in my veins that were sullen and full of decay.
How this woman could make me feel so alive when I spent years dead inside was beyond me... but she did, and as Sabbath released his load all over Keelie’s naked body, I let my own load go, holding back my grunts and moans as my cum filled her womb.
The clenching of her inner walls, the slickening of her channel, and the satisfied little whimper that came after, let me know that she had reached her climax too, despite what was going on in the bed only a foot away from us.
Our eyes met in the shallow light, breaking through the darkness, and my heart leapt—an unfamiliar feeling I wasn’t quite sure how to handle.
“Get dressed and get the fuck out,” Sabbath ordered. Throwing Keelie’s discarded dress on the bed. He took a few steps back, zipped up his pants that he didn’t even bother to remove, and then picked up the gun from off the bed beside her.
Keelie looked up at him in confusion, but I knew what was happening, he was feeling guilty—his words coming back to haunt him.
“I’ve never fucked another woman in here before…”
But now he had, severing whatever frayed string still holding Shasta to him forever.
Sabbath had fucked up royally, and I knew, just by the way Shasta took my cock, she had no desire to ever fuck him ever again.
Which was completely fine by me… because now I could mold her into what she was always meant to be.