Page 60 of Claiming Charlotte

“Look at you, taking my cock all the way up your ass like a good fucking whore,” he barked. “Relax and open up for me.”

I pulled at the ropes that held me hostage, crying out as my ass tightened around his length. Tears pricked at my eyes as my orgasm riddled me, but he didn’t let up squeezing and pinching my nipples, and I fought against the ropes pulling on them, but it was only causing my hips to push his dick further inside of me with each stroke.? “Just like that Princess, cry for me.”

I could hear his breath accelerate as he pounded into me ruthlessly.

I whimpered as his cock swelled, and he released. Adding pressure to my throat he said, “I should drop you to your knees and make you taste your ass for that comment earlier.”

He pulled out, and his seed leaked from my asshole, dripping to the floor below. I felt dirty, and that was exactly how I?wanted it, he took a moment and I heard the water running before he came back. Relief flooded over me, I thought he was going to undo the rope and allow me freedom, but I was wrong.

“Awe did you think we were done?” he asked, the screech of a chair scraped across the floor and stopped in front of me.

“Oh no, I'm only just beginning. You thought you were broken by them, maybe you were,” he said, snapping gloves against his wrist. He stalked over to me, grabbing a fistful of my hair, tilting my head back and ripping the blindfold off.

“You haven't been broken by me Lottie, the things I'm going to do to you, will have you questioning every moral you were raised on.”

He removed the gag and a trail of saliva followed which he scooped up with his hand and rubbed over my face before sliding it down my body, teasing me.

I fought against my restraints when his hand made its way inside of me, his fingers fucking into me and I growled in frustration when he ripped them away.

“Taste yourself, you dirty slut.” He ordered as his gloved hands slid into my mouth and down my throat.

Our eyes locked from behind the mask and he whispered, “After tonight, you will learn to love the abuse, and I will give it to you anytime you ask. I’ll be the only one you crave for the rest of your life.”

Holy fuck.

I wanted to be wrapped up in him forever, but the night was just getting started. He moved away, dragging something across the floor, and I shook my head, confused, when the realization came to me. A dildo, it's a fucking machine. He grabbed the ropes, pulling me closer, placing pads attached to wires on my thighs, and turning the dial causing it to send electricity coursing pleasurably through my body.

“Control your breathing, if you don’t,” he turned the dial again, and I cried out. “You get punished.”

He flipped the machine on, and I watched as he walked over to the chair sitting down. He wrapped his hand over his cock giving it a couple strokes and I moaned into the gag watching him pleasure himself as the dildo fucked into me slowly.

My breaths were heavy and sweat was littered all over my body. I didn't know how much more I could take, but that wasn't my choice, I was done when he was satisfied. I forgot to breathe again being too lost in the pleasure of being filled up by the thick silicone and my eyes widened flicking over to Roe before the shock came and I arched against the ropes. Not long after I regained control, the dildo drove into me faster and harder. My eyes rolled back and my body convulsed as I let loose with a whimper. I glanced up at Roe with heavy eyes and noticed he was still stroking slowly at my torture. Another shock came to me, and he laughed.

The intense pleasure of being forced into so many orgasms exhausted me, and I couldn't hold my eyes open any longer. My arms slacked against the ropes and I fell into darkness.

When I woke up again, I was tied spread-eagle on the bed, each of my limbs stretched to the max. I started to think I had a stroke, there was no recollection of how I ended up in the bedroom spread out like this.

Rowan was kneeling over me, pumping his shaft with one hand and adjusting a rope with the other.

“Welcome back, Princess,” he teased. I soon learned what the rope’s purpose was as I felt the vibrator touch my sensitive clit, and he cinched the rope tighter, holding it in place.

Moan after moan fell out of my mouth as the vibrator serviced me, and I tried to buck my hips, but my restraints didn’t allow for movement. Something pressed against my asshole, and I flinched, remembering the pain Rowan had caused me before I passed out. He?pressed on the plug, and I felt it glide into my ass.

“I–I can’t take it,” I tried to cry out around the gag. He must have returned it to my mouth when I passed out.

A tingling sensation began to build within me and I knew I was about to come. I moaned, and Rowan said, “You’re going to take what I give you.”

He moved up my body, so he was kneeling over my face, removing the gag before shoving his cock roughly into my mouth. I didn’t have time to draw a breath before he was all the way down my throat. Tears flooded my vision as he mercilessly drove into me, gagging me and taking away my breath.

Wave after wave of orgasm washed over me as the endless vibrator coaxed them out of me.

After a while, they became uncomfortable, and I began trying to stave off my pleasure. I turned my head to the side, pleading with my wet eyes for him to ease up. I knew it was what I wanted; I’d asked for it. And I knew he wasn’t going to go easy on me.

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ROWAN

Iknew how far I could push her and how much she could take. It was the reason I wasn’t going to go easy on her. Charlotte knew, too, how much she could handle, because she’d handled much worse in captivity.

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