“Now get on your stomach and let me see your pussy.”
Serena obeyed, turning over for him and clasping her hands behind her back like she knew he wanted her to. When Val came back to her, he bound her hands with new restraints, leather cuffs he had bought specially for this occasion.
She heard a loud, violent buzz as Val switched something on. She bit her lip. The silver vibrator.
For a few torturous moments, Val slid it up and down her pussy, teasing her clit and then pulling away before returning again. Serena squirmed, feeling a second orgasm coming on but terrified of what would happen if she disobeyed again. The vibrator found her entrance and pressed against it. Val slowly slid it into her pussy, and Serena buried her face in the sheets.
“Good, slut,” he murmured, pulling the vibrator out and inspecting it as it glistened with her juices. “Keep holding it in. You don’t get to cum until I tell you, and we’re going to be playing for a lot longer than just this.”
The vibrator pressed up against her ass. Serena jumped, surprised, but Val’s hard hand came down on her, forcing her into the bed. She bit down hard on the gag.
“What? You want to act like a whore but don’t want to be treated like one?” he snarled, pressing it hard against her. She writhed against the bed, fighting her orgasm. “That’s all you are, Serena. A whore for me to use and abuse as much as I want. I can do whatever I want to you.” He pressed it an inch further, the viciously shaking vibrator sliding an inch into her ass. “Say it, Serena. Tell me what a whore you are.”
He ripped away the gag and she gasped for air.
“I’m your whore, Sir!” she cried, breathless.
“And what can I do to you?”
“Anything you want, Sir!”
Val plunged the vibrator into her ass, and Serena sobbed a moan into the sheets. Val thrusted the vibrator in and out of her, watching her moan helplessly underneath him. Her pussy throbbed and burned with heat. Serena was consumed by the idea of Val fucking her. She needed it, or she would die.
“Thank me for destroying this pretty little ass.”
“Thank you, Sir!”
“Would you like me to destroy your pretty little pussy, too?” She felt his hands leave the vibrator and dig into her ass, and his rock hard cock pressed against her pussy.
“Yes, please, Sir!” she gasped. She was out of her mind.
“Beg me,” he snarled, slapping her again. “Beg me for my cock like the worthless whore you are.”
“Please, Sir!” she screamed into the sheets. “I need your cock! I’m a worthless whore that needs you to fuck me. Please Sir please Sir please Sir please Sir….”
Her begging was interrupted by Val’s cock plunging into her soaking pussy. Serena moaned and collapsed against the bed, totally powerless against him. She was totally filled, with the vibrator in her ass and Val’s massive cock in her pussy. There was nothing she could do against him.
She was his whore, totally overpowered by him.
Val began pounding into her furiously. He grabbed her hair, pulling her up against him and growling into her ear. “This is all you’re good for, isn’t it?” he snarled. She groaned against him, almost blinded by the pleasure. “Being my sweet little slave, to play with whenever I want. Say it, Serena. Tell me what you are.”
“I’m your slut, Sir,” she moaned. His pounding picked up pace, and one of his hands reached over to grope her breasts. He pinched a nipple hard, and she cried out, soaring towards the edge.
“Please, Sir. Please fuck me like I deserve.”
He pushed her down into the bed, forcing her face into the sheets. “Do you want to cum, whore?”
“Yes, Sir. Please, Sir,” she gasped.
“Beg me.”
“Please, Sir,” she moaned, knowing it was coming and there was no way to stop it. “Please let me cum, Sir!”
“Cum, Serena!” he ordered, slapping her ass viciously again. She came instantly, screaming into the sheets, as Val held her bound wrists and pounded into her. He growled as he fucked her and watched her cum. “That’s all you are, you worthless slut. You’re my whore, and you cum when I let you.”
“Y-y-yes, S-s-sir!” she screamed into the sheets.
Before she was even finished cumming, he grabbed her bound hands and jerked her up again. Her ragged breath mixed with moans as he pulled her to him, his arms shaking.
“Get on your knees,” he said, his voice just as shaky. “I want to cum on that pretty little face. I want to see you degraded and fucked like the worthless whore you are.”
He dragged her shaking form from the bed and let her fall to the floor. She clawed her way up, holding herself up by the bedposts, still trembling from her orgasm. She reached for his cock and guided it into her mouth, sucking passionately. He thrusted into her mouth, his hips bucking wildly.
“That’s right,” he growled. “Fuck me with your mouth.”
Serena felt him slide his cock out of her mouth and watched him with wide eyes as he took it in his hand. He stroked his cock, watching her with burning eyes, his chest rising and falling raggedly. “God you’re so beautiful,” he murmured.
Her lips parted to say something, and something about that forced him over the edge. Val came, shooting strings of cum to her face. Serena closed her eyes, accepting her punishment with joy. She was his little slut, and he could do whatever he wanted to her. It was perfect.
When he was finished, he ordered her to clean up, and Serena immediately obeyed. He picked a nightgown for her from the wardrobe and beckoned her to sleep with him in her bed. She crawled in gratefully, feeling warm and fulfilled.
“I think, Serena,” he said, his voice warm as he wrapped his arms around her. “We’re going to do very nicely together.”
“Yes, Sir,” she mumbled, basking in the warmth of his arms and the delicious comfort of the bed. She paused, glancing up at him, but then turned red and ducked her head.
Val smirked.
“What is it, Serena?” he asked, tipping her chin up so that she looked into his eyes.
“Nothing, Sir.”
“No, Serena,” he said sternly. “Tell me.”
She bit her lip, embarrassed. “Can we go again, Sir?”
Val chuckled, running his fingers through her hair. She closed her eyes, relishing the feel of them. She was his pet, now and forever, and for the first time, she felt like she belonged. Everything, she realized, had been worth this. Everything they had done—the fights, the death, the danger—it was all worth it, because it had led here, and here, she was with Val. She was finally home, and there was nothing that could take that away from her. She smiled and buried her face into his chest.
“Don’t worry, darling,” he said, his voice full of dark and endless promise. “We’re just getting started.”
Christine Elliott is an author of dark, sexy romances and erotica. She spends her days writing seductive stories about dominant and brooding masters, the lovely young women they seduce, and passionate nights you’ll never forget. Her debut novel, Temptation, the first in the Temptation Chronicles BDSM trilogy, was published in June 2014. She is currently working on its sequel, Submission, slated for release in August 2014.
This book would not have been possible without the endless support and advice of my fellow writers and readers, to whom I give all my thanks. I especially wish to thank my lovely readers and reviewers who make this dream possible! You're all wonderful people, and I can't thank you enough.
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