Page 61 of Pretty Little Psycho

I want to show her how fucking hard she can cum when she’s in a state of panic. When it’s dark and confined, and she has no control over her own body.

“Take off your clothes and lay down on your back for me, Firecracker. Let me show you true fucking darkness.” I grab her hips and pull her flush against my chest, so she can feel how hard my cock is through my pants. I take her lip between my teeth and lightly nibble. “You’re going to cum so fucking hard. I promise you.”

She lets out a little whimper. “Fucking hell. The girls were right. I’m just as fucking psycho as you are if I get in there.”

This sends a deep rumble to my chest. “Yeah, you’re my pretty little psycho. Show me how good you can be for Daddy. Be a naughty little slut in the pitch dark with me tonight.”

I can’t tell if she’s afraid or excited or both, but she steps back and peels off her sweater. My breath hitches as I watch her take her time with each piece. Her pants come off next, then her bra, and finally her panties. “Mmm, you’re fucking perfect.”

She hesitates for a moment before climbing into the coffin and lying back. “How long will you keep me in here?”

I take her wrists and secure them above her head with the metal restraints that she didn’t notice. “Shh, relax. I got you. I’ll let you out when I think you’re ready.”

“Val… I don’t know. I’m not good in enclosed spaces.” Her breathing is already starting to quicken. Which makes all of this so much fucking hotter.

“That’s the point, pretty girl. You’ll see.” I drag my fingers down her legs until I get to her ankles and restrain those as well.

I then pull out the gift I’d been saving for her. A remote-controlled vibrator designed to fit snugly inside her wet pussy. “Remember, the more you scream, the more oxygen you’ll use. Try to conserve your breath.”

“What the actual fuck? Wait you’re actually going to close the lid on this thing? No. Let me out. I’m done.” The panic in her voice deepens my arousal and sends a tremor down my shaft.

She moans as I peel back the lips of her pussy and slide the vibrator deep inside her. It has a lip on it that clasps to her clit, so she can get outer and inner stimulation at the same time. “Mmm, there we go. So fucking snug. You’re going to feel every pulse.”

Her nipples pebble and juices begin to drip down her legs despite her resistance. “Fear is an illusion, Firecracker. Pleasure and pain are real. Give in to this and you will never be afraid again.”

Maureen

Right before Valentin lowers the lid of the coffin, I take a deep breath and close my eyes. The vibrator inside my pussy remains motionless, the anticipation threatening to completely unhinge me.

It’s so quiet, all I can hear is my own heartbeat. I think it might explode out of my chest. Sweat pours down my naked body as the heat increases inside the coffin. I make the mistake of lifting my head and it hits the lid. Fuck. Now I know just how tight this space really is.

“Valentin,’ I cry out. “I changed my mind. I can’t do this.” Tears stream down my cheeks.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

What if he left me here to die?

The panic spreads to my limbs, and I’m afraid I’ll hyperventilate. No. I’m not ready for this. I try to get my wrists free, but the more I flail, the tighter the restraints get. If I move another inch, I risk my circulation being cut off.

Just breathe, Maur. Nice and easy.

I try to think about anything else than the fact that I’m tied up in a coffin. I try not to think about the fact that no one knows I’m here.

Another wave of panic flutters over me just as the vibrator in my pussy buzzes. I clench and thrust my hips up as it pulses and throbs inside me. Oh, fuck.

“Relax, Firecracker…” Valentin’s voice somehow breaks through the steel of the tomb I’m trapped in.

It strangely brings me comfort and is the only thing tethering me to reality. I exhale slowly and unclench my muscles.

The vibrator kicks up a notch, and it sends a deep spasm to my core. “Oh, shit,” I murmur.

It feels so fucking good, I forget where I am. It makes me feral as I ache for him to be in here with me. I need his hands on me. Want to feel his hot mouth sucking on my swollen nipples.

The lip on the vibrator buzzes against my clit, and I almost scream from the torture of being overstimulated in the dark. I can’t see or move so these spasms in my pussy are all I can focus on. There’s nothing else.

I arch my back as the speed and pressure increase. “Uhhh,’ I moan. It pulses hard against my insides, flicking and grinding back against my G-spot. I want to tear my wrists out of these ropes, so I can shove it in deeper. Fuck.

“Valentin… please. I need you,” I whine.

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