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My hands tightened around her tits, uncaring that I would leave bruises on her body. Her nipples felt hard against my palms. I rubbed my fingers around them before pinching them, making her asshole clamp down on me.

“Fuck, yes,” I groaned as I continued to use her asshole. “That’s it squeeze my dick.”

I could only hear her heavy breathing through her nose. The combination of her sealed mouth and my words on her back was the most incredible feeling of power I had ever felt. It made me hammer in and out of her ass, uncaring of anything other than needing to cum deep inside her.

When my balls began to slap against her flesh, I knew it was game over. I glanced down and watched her hole spread wide by my thick cock.

I gasped a few times before squeezing her breasts, and I slammed so deep inside her that she let out a strangled noise. My cock jerked inside her clenched ass, and I felt the euphoria as I emptied my balls inside her ass. I held her still until every last drop was inside her. I enjoyed the sensations coursing through every part of my body.

Just as my muscles were relaxing, the thought of having to let her go crept into my brain.

I didn’t like the thought.

Letting go of her breasts, I wrapped my hands around her neck, causing her ass to clamp down on me again.

“Who will miss you if I decide to keep you, Faye? Hmm. It's an appealing thought, having my own little fucktoy. Fucking any hole I want,” I said, squeezing her neck.

She sounded like she was choking on her breath, so I loosened my hands slightly. I dropped my knee until I was partially lying over her hot body. She tried to shake her head, but my hands were still around her neck.

I took pity on her when I felt her throat convulsing. I stood up and slowly pulled my cock out of her asshole. I watched as her gaping hole tried to close up. Thick globs of my cum ran out of her ass. It dripped down her cunt and her thighs. Her legs were still wide open, and it had to be the most erotic thing I had seen. I wasn’t irritated in the least as I watched it drip on the sofa's armrest.

The thought ran through me again.

I needed to keep her.

Chapter 15

Faye

I looked at the circles under my eyes before turning around to see what the asshole had done to my back. My eyes widened as I saw above my ass he had scrawled the word thief on it. I moved back towards the mirror to get a better look.

My head strained to see the cuts. It had stung like a bitch when he made the first cut, and it didn’t get easier as he continued. I sighed in relief when I saw that they weren’t deep incisions. They would leave little scarring.

My shoulders drooped in defeat. I shivered when I wondered what else he planned to do to me. I shook my head and turned the shower water on. When the steam built up, I stuck my hand in before carefully going under the stream of water. He might be a sadist, but I wasn’t a masochist. I didn’t want the hot water to cause me more pain.

I stood under the water for a few minutes, enjoying the heat, before reaching for the soap bar.

Perhaps if he let his guard down, I could steal his car. I closed my eyes as my stomach rumbled. The thought of having another smoothie made my stomach lurch in hunger. I was past, caring what he put into it. I ran my hand over my belly. There was no way that there was sufficient nutrition in those drinks. I still felt hungry.

My hands gripped the soap so hard that it slipped out of my hands. I stared at it. Never in my life did I think that something like this would happen to me.

My thoughts went back to my book, but this wasn’t a book. It was a real-life nightmare. I bent down to pick up the soap. How the fuck was I thinking about books when I was imprisoned by someone like Kyle?

I needed to keep my focus on escaping.

???

Once I had come out of the shower, Kyle had been waiting for me in the bedroom. Judging by his wet hair, he had showered. His dark blue eyes were laser-focused on me, making me nervous.

“Take the towel off and lie face down on the bed,” he said.

I couldn’t read any expression on his face it looked stoic. I glanced at the bed before gulping.

He rolled his eyes at me.

“I need to clean up your back.”

I eyed him cautiously for a moment before unravelling the towel, keeping my front covered as I slowly lay on the bed. I put my head on the pillow I didn’t want to lay on the edge of the bed in case he decided to fuck me again. There was only so much I could take in one day.

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