Page 2 of Crimson Fate

I groan, feeling her lips stretch around me as I thrust into her, her throat bobbing with each stroke. She hums softly in response, the vibrations sending shivers down my spine.

Releasing my cock from her mouth, Rachel looks up at me and whispers, “Please, Vincent, I need you inside me.”

“Not yet. I want you to beg for it,” I reply as I climb off the bed and grab a bottle of lube from the nightstand. I pour it onto my fingers, and with a wicked grin, I slide two into Rachel’s pussy, making her gasp and arch her back in pleasure.

“That’s it, baby, fuck me with your fingers,” she cries, her voice filled with desperation. I don’t just want her pussy, though. I want her to surrender every hole to me.

I withdraw my fingers from her drenched pussy and push her down onto her hands and knees. I lean down and whisper in her ear, “I told you I wanted a show. That was just the beginning.”

“What do you want me to do?” Rachel whimpers, her voice trembling with anticipation and submission.

“Show me how much you want me to take you,” I reply, my voice low and commanding. “Make me want you as much as I know you want me.”

I grab a flogger from the corner of the room, its tails whispering through the air as I bring it down on her back, causing a flurry of stinging kisses against her skin. I catch sight of her friend lying on her side, enjoying the show as she greedily fingers her soaking wet cunt.

I watch as Rachel’s body tenses and relaxes, each strike of the flogger a symphony of pain and pleasure. I can see the mark of my dominance on her skin, knowing each welt is a reminder of my authority. At that moment, I wish asserting my dominance over our organization was as easy.

I step closer to her, the flogger still in hand. I brush my fingers against the welts on her skin, feeling the heat and knowing it’s not enough to satisfy my hunger for power.

“I want to see you beg for it,” I whisper in a low and seductive voice. “I want to hear the need in your voice.”

Rachel gasps, her body trembling with anticipation. She knows what I want and that my demands can never be ignored. But she’s willing to submit to my every desire, to give her body to me without hesitation.

She reaches back and grabs her hips, presenting them to me. “Please, Vincent, take me however you want. Just make me yours.”

I smile, dropping the flogger and reaching again for the lube. This time, I apply lube to her ass, spreading it around with my fingers, and then press against her tight entrance. She whimpers as I insert one finger. After a few moments, I insert another, slowly stretching her open.

“That’s it, take it. I’m going to make you mine,” I growl, my voice thick with lust.

Rachel moans and thrusts her hips back against me, eager for more. I add a third finger, stretching her ass wide. I can feel in the way she moves against me that she’s conflicted. The sensations of pain and pleasure have confused her body.

Finally, as her body starts to relax and her ass starts to allow me in with ease, I pull away and position myself at her entrance. “Are you ready for me to take you?” Rachel nods, her body trembling with anticipation. “I fucking love how much you need my cock.”

With a deep, satisfied groan, I push forward, sliding my cock into Rachel’s tight, wet asshole. She gasps, her entire body convulsing as I begin to thrust in and out.

“That’s it, baby. Take it. You’re mine.” My low voice is filled with dominance.

Rachel’s body writhes underneath me, her hands gripping the sheets as I stretch her ass with each hard thrust. Her friend watches from the side, her expression a mix of arousal and jealousy.

As I continue to pound into Rachel’s ass, I reach around and grasp her clit, pinching it between my fingers as I thrust. Rachel’s moans grow louder, her body becoming more and more tense.

“Please, Vincent, don’t stop,” she pleads, her voice hoarse with desire.

I speed up my thrusts, the sound of our bodies slapping together all around us. Rachel’s sounds become continuous and primal. Her orgasm hits her hard, her body convulsing around me as she cries out my name. She tightens around my cock, the sensation driving me further into a frenzy.

I slam into her one final time, holding her tightly against me as I fill her ass with my cum. I collapse onto the bed, my breath coming in ragged gasps, my body trembling with the aftershocks of the intense orgasm. “Fuck—” I grunt, still panting.

Rachel looks at me, her eyes filled with satisfaction. “Thank you.”

I smile, feeling the pleasure of having completely dominated and pleasured Rachel. “You’re welcome,” I reply, still breathless from the intensity of the experience.

Standing, I go to my bathroom and rinse off in the shower. As I towel myself off, I notice both women are still lying naked in my bed, and I pride myself on the glow that they both seem to have about them.

Pulling out a pair of boxer briefs from my dresser, I slide them on before looking back at the ladies.

“You both seemed to like that, didn’t you?” I ask, smiling at them before pulling a pair of sweatpants from another drawer and slipping them on.

“Yes, Vincent. I’ve never felt so used before,” Rachel replies, her voice still hoarse from her orgasm.

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