Page 36 of Ruthless God

Fear wraps around me and my pulse thunders through my veins.

He slides his finger inside of me, and I whimper, needing his touch all over my body.

“You’re so wet for me.”

I want him to continue to touch me, I want his mouth on my clit, and his dick inside of me. I crave him like a needy slut.

He places me on my stomach, positioning me with my ass in the air.

I shake my head, trying to get away from him, but he holds me in place.

My face is buried in the silk sheets, and I suck in a breath as I feel his tongue on my clit. I grind my core into his face, my juices on his tongue. I feel my orgasm building, wanting the release.

Anticipation slithers through my veins.

He kisses my inner thigh before I hear him walk into the closet. Snow comes back out, then I feel a cold object inside of me. I feel something simulating my clit, and I scream even though any sound I make is muffled. Snow moves the object inside of me, and I groan, sliding myself up and down on what I assume is a dildo as he fucks me with it. He pulls out, replacing it with his tongue on my clit, licking me like he’s dying of thirst. I feel as if I’m about to explode. Several moments later, I come all over his tongue while he keeps licking me, and I shake my head as my toes curl. He slides the dildo inside of me again, this time keeping the stimulator setting on low.

“Your punishment is I take your sweet ass.”

I shake my head as he kisses the side of my neck. “You will look so beautiful with tears in your eyes. Such a beautiful masterpiece.”

I hear him unzip his shorts, then I feel lube in the crack of my ass, and I try to move away from him once more, but he holds me in place.

His lips brush across my ass, but I’m not ready for this, for him to fuck me there. My heart thunders in my chest when I feel the crown of his dick there, and I breathe in quickly.

He glides in me slowly and I scream at the top of my lungs. It’s painful and his cock stretches my ass—Snow isn’t allowing me to adjust to his length.

He turns up the intensity of the clit stimulator, and it feels so good, I don’t think I can take any more. I can’t take the pain and pleasure at the same time. He fucks me hard—and fast.

“Fuck,” he says. “You’re taking my dick so well. Such a good little slut.”

My heart warms at the praise, and I turn my head to the side to look at him. I’m going to come soon. He keeps his eyes on his dick, watching himself as he fucks me.

“This is your new life now. I’m going to fuck you how I want to fuck you, whenever I want to, and there isn’t anything you can do about it.”

I sigh at those words because that’s what I want from him. To be used like a toy.

My muscles tense, and my heart races like a horse as my orgasm rips me in half, and I sag onto the bed.

Several moments later, I feel hot ropes of cum against my ass, then Snow leans down and whispers in my ear, “I’m not done with you.”

Snow

Irest my arm on the table, watching her like a hawk. Anger grows in her eyes as she sits across from me. The smell of her apple scent lingers in the air, making my dick hard.

God, I want to punish her all over again for disobeying me. I want to fuck her. After I fucked her in the ass, we showered, and I fucked her against the shower wall.

She avoids eye contact with me, but I keep my eyes glued to hers. Our maid sets her food down. It’s one of her favorites, ribeye covered in sauteed mushroom with a side of sweet potatoes. She picks up her napkin, places it on her lap, and begins to cut her steak. A few strands of her hair fall across her forehead.

As she stuffs her face, she glances around the dining room in awe.

“You built everything to the T the way I wanted it.”

I started this project a year ago, and it only finished a few months ago.

I pick up the neck of my beer, place my mouth to the rim, and gulp down the foaming liquid, choosing not to respond.

“I never told you my dream about owning a farmhouse.”

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