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A Scarred Wonderland
Date: 8/22/2015, Categories: Hardcore, Author: MadMartigan, Rating: 18, Source: LushStories
shake my head and whimper pathetically. Hands circle my throat and squeeze. “What’s our name?” she screams again. My eyes glaze over from the lack of oxygen I still seem to need. She doesn’t notice. I’m grinning wide, matching the ugliness insider her. I finally know a secret she doesn’t. And it burns her up. I know it from the way she thrusts with erratic jabs, skewering my dark cavern over and over again as musky juice flows from my flared cunt like the river Styx, shuttling the name she wants further and further into the abyss. The last note of a song hits and I realize I know it. She used to play it on a Steinway. “What’s our name?” she screams one final time before flooding my guts with volcanic fire. I see white and everything starts to fade. Steel bars are already dropping. She tries to stop them, to delay the switch. But it’s an eternity too late. VIII. It’s a jaw-clenching peal of thunder that finally jolts me awake. And the first thing I feel is a familiar twitch sparking in my feet, an instinctual need I haven’t felt in a very long time. To feel hard pavement burning away beneath them, mile by mile, until I’m doubled over, panting with the kind of pain that makes you feel alive. The second thing is the plush stool my ass is planted in, my knees drawn in tight to my breasts. The comforting sound of a strong, if erratic heartbeat thumps in my ears. I can’t stop shivering even though it feels like someone threw me in a sauna and nailed the door shut. A sickeningly ...