Page 70 of Pretty Little Psycho

He peers up at me with those piercing blue eyes, and I moan louder. There’s something about him watching me unravel from his touch… I buck wildly as he lifts my legs up over my head, pinning me back as he devours my pussy.

“Atlas… what are you fucking doing to me?” I rasp.

He grabs a hold of my clit and pinches it. “Cum for Daddy.”

I gaze up at him, unhinged. His perfectly chiseled body glistens with sweat as he thrusts two fingers inside me. “Oh, fuck. I’m cumming.”

“You’re so fucking filthy. Fuck.” He slaps my pussy and something feral comes over me.

I cry out as an orgasm rips through me, and my cream becomes a projectile. “Oh, shit. I can’t stop.”

“Fuck yeah. Squirt all over me,” he pants as he adds a third finger inside and pushes all the way back to my most sensitive spot. “So fucking naughty, aren’t you?”

He wraps a hand around my throat and squeezes. I arch my back into it as the pressure from him holding me down sparks another spasm in my swollen nub. I don’t remember the pain or the fear from Zeus’s bite anymore. All I feel, all I know, is this otherworldly pleasure that he’s giving me right now.

He shoves two fingers down my throat, and I know I’m in trouble. The kind that makes your toes curl and your nipples pebble. This man wants to do despicable things to me, and I’m going to let him.

“Yeah, give me all those pretty tears while I choke you,” He presses down on my tongue, and I gag which only makes me cum harder on the three fingers he’s thrusting inside my pussy.

I moan louder as he controls my body like a marionette. Like I’m his toy to play with. I want him to use me up until there’s nothing left.

He licks the tears off my cheeks. “Do you like being my pretty little doll?”

I’m addicted to the torture he inflicts. It’s a toxic obsession that I crave because he rewards me with so much more. I clench around his fingers, my cum still dripping out as I ride the last of my orgasm. “Yes, Daddy,” I moan. A thousand fucking times, yes. My body is on fire, wet with sweat and cum and tears. I need his brutality. His own weird fucking brand of psycho.

A devilish look flickers in his eyes as he drags me off the bed and bends me over the center island. I freeze when I notice the cubby carved into it. Zeus’s habitat. And it doesn’t look like it’s enclosed. “Atlas, your snake is right fucking there,” I stammer.

Atlas wraps something around my wrists, securing them behind my back. He holds my head down against the table and the stench of hemlock and oleander invades my senses, making me dizzy. “Shhh, don’t startle him. He just wants to watch.”

My arms ache behind my back, but I don’t move or take my eyes off the deadly cobra. “You’re a psychopath,” I whisper.

He strokes his hands across my ass cheeks, chuckling as I tremble. “I want to see you cry when your tight little hole tries to stretch around my cock.” I shudder at the way he gently pulls my ass cheeks apart. “And then I’m going to lick your tears and swallow them down with all that cum.”

I clench as the tip of his cock nudges against my entrance. “But first, lets get you lubed up.”

In my peripheral, I see him reach for a vial of poison. I squirm and try to lurch away from him. “You’re not putting that inside me, Atlas.”

“Yes, I am. You’re ready, pretty girl. It will only burn for a second.”

The liquid sizzles when it hits my flesh. My cry becomes a muffled gargle with his hand clamped over my mouth. “Shhh, pretty girl. You’ll scare Zeus.”

Fucking fuck my ass is literally on fire. It burns and tingles at the same time. But despite my fear, the poison loosens me up.

“Oh yeah, you’re nice and slick now.” He grabs my bound wrists, using them to anchor him, as he pushes inside my ass.

“Uhhh,” I cry out.

“Damn, you’re so fucking tight. Let me in, pretty girl. Let Daddy get nice and deep.” His cock throbs and swells against my walls. My clit responds with a spasm and moisture instantly pools in my core. It leaks out and onto my thighs as he forces himself farther in.

He grinds against me, thrusting in circles. “Cry for me, Firecracker.” He smacks his hand down hard against my ass while ramming his cock all the way in.

It feels like he’s ripping me apart at the seams. His snake hisses when I unleash a bloodcurdling scream. Atlas slaps me again, harder this time and my knees buckle. “Mmm, there we go. Now I can see a couple of tears on your pretty face.”

Holy fuck this man is depraved. Un-fucking-hinged. And I am disgusted with myself because I need it like I need air. My insides are raw from his thick cock rubbing against my walls, but it feels so fucking good. It’s hot and fucked up for so many reasons.

I’m starting to relax when Zeus flaps his neck and hisses at me. “Oh fuck, Atlas…”

But it doesn’t faze him. He chuckles and slams into me, tugging on my bound wrists like the reins of a saddle. “Fear is the best aphrodisiac. Give into it.”

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