1. Revenge, Pt 11: The Questions


    Date: 9/24/2015, Categories: Fiction, BDSM, Bondage and restriction, Male Domination, Romance, Slavery, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: superkev123, Rating: 83.9, Source: sexstories.com

    her. She felt so incredible, so perfectly tight. I began to fuck her as hard as I could from behind, needing the pleasure her body gave. She let out a cry of pleasure, or perhaps pain, but I ignored her. Nothing mattered in that moment except my own satisfaction. I leaned forward and raised myself up, using the weight of my body to slam my full length into her as speedily as I could. "Sir!" she suddenly, "I'm...ahhhnnnn... I'm going to...!" I cut her off by clamping my hand over her mouth. She was so loud. "Cum if you want." I grunted. Those were all the words I could spare. It felt like my sanity was slipping away. I'd never needed pleasure like this before, never been so completely overwhelmed by my lust. I doubt a heart attack would have stopped me right then. Jessica let out a frantic moan, and I could feel her orgasm through her convulsing pussy. "Ung, that's good." I grunted, enjoying the increase in sensation. I smirked, realising that the uncaring act I'd played out earlier with her was now real; her pleasure only mattered to me because of the effect it had on my cock. I impulsively slapped her ass with my free hand, and it made her pussy twitch. I seized this opportunity for more pleasure and rained blows down against her ass, spanking her brutally hard over and over again, ignoring the pain in my hand. This caused another orgasm to build up inside her and quickly explode outwards, the extra pain making her pleasure so intense that I could actually feel her pussy ...
    juices squirting out against my legs. She seemed to be having a lot more fun than I was. "Fuck this." I grunted, sliding my cock from her shivering pussy. I threw her from her knees on to her side, then shoved her legs up against her chest, putting her in a fetal position and exposing her dripping slit. I thrust into her again, revelling in how tight the pressure of her body made her pussy feel. It was almost choking the blood off from the base of my cock. I fucked her like this for God knows how long, feeling like I was forcing my way into every single inch of her pussy over, and over, and over. Her orgasms continued, but I barely noticed any more. To me they were just momentary increases in pressure accompanied by frantic whimpers and moans against my palm. I was still holding her mouth, but the strength of my grip was now in my other hand, twisted in her hair. I gritted my teeth and let out a grunt of frustration. This was maddening. The pleasure was so incredibly intense, but it was never enough. No matter how hard I used her my orgasm was still just out of reach. I released her hair and pushed down on her hip, using my weight to try and make her pussy even tighter. I wasn't aware of any huge difference, but I kept it up. Suddenly I was aware of us both in a way I'd never felt before. It was like a complete clarity of thought. There was no doubt in my mind, no other thought in that second except for the absolute certainty that I owned her. Her body was simply mine, her ...