Page 34 of Be My Sacrifice

I press my face right against the base of his cock, his musky, rich scent overwhelming my senses even as my hand keeps moving along his thick length, my thumb stroking along the slit of his engorged head. My tongue slips out and licks the base of his cock, slowly sliding down until my lips are softly pressed against his testicles. I lap at them with my wet tongue over and over, until they are dripping from my saliva, before slipping one between my lips and giving it a deep suck. The sounds leaving Abe are spurring me on, making me clench my thighs even as my knees dig against the hard ground.

“Suck, slut. Take them both inside of your mouth. Show me what a little whore you are, Atasi,” Abe growls, the sound almost animalistic in its timbre. I obey his command, sucking and opening my mouth wider until I can take them both inside of its depth, even as my jaw and lips protest the treatment. Saliva slips down the corners of my mouth, drenching my chin and sliding down the column of my neck. My knees begin to ache, but I don’t dare to utter a protest, unwilling to make this stop now, not until I have had my fill of him.

Abe pulls back from my lips, grabbing his cock by the base and forcing it into my mouth with his vicious hold on my hair. He doesn’t give me a chance to acclimate to his large size, hitting the back of my throat and still continuing to thrust forward, until I’m gasping for air and choking on his cock as it makes its way down my throat. “That’s it, baby, swallow me down. Choke on my cock, Dinah. You’re such a dirty slut, wanting me to fuck this tight throat.”

He continues in a ruthless rhythm, never giving me a moment to catch my breath. He fucks my face hard and without mercy or regret. His fingers circle my neck, gripping and tightening, constricting my limited airway even further, until I’m desperate for oxygen and try to pull away from his grasp. Instead of releasing me, his grip only tightens further, forcing his cock so deep into my throat that my nose is pressed against the soft, dark hairs on his pelvis. Tears slide down my face to meet with the combination of spit and his precum, making a mess of me.

“So pretty when you cry. You’re fucking beautiful when you can’t breathe, baby.”

His words spur me on to keep taking his punishing treatment. My clit throbs painfully as my legs tighten relentlessly, trying and failing to get some friction. The need is rising inside of me to explode. I’m so turned on right now; my wetness is soaking my underwear and the crotch of my pants. It’s too much and, at the same time, not enough. I need more. I need everything that he can give me. I need to explode all over him as he covers me in his cum.

He pulls out of my mouth, his grip on my neck releasing, and I take a dramatic inhale of air, the sound ragged and desperate to my pounding ears. He grabs the base of his cock and slaps the length across my face before doing it again and again, spreading more wetness on my facial features with his slobbered length.Fuck, I don’t know why I am enjoying this.I should be pissed that he’s literally making me look like a disheveled whore on the ground, but it’s what I want, what I crave. His depravity, his sins, his loss of control.

“Get up and strip out of your clothes. Bend over, grab your ankles, and hold on, Atasi, ’cause I mean to use you up.” I rush to comply with his orders, ripping my shirt over my head and discarding my bra, until my breasts are loose and my nipples pucker in the cool air. I place the gun down at my feet, even as I slip my underwear and pants down my legs, and step out of my boots to remove them. The cool night air hits my limbs and has goosebumps rising on my flesh, even though a scorching heat is growing from within my very core, and I feel like I will combust.

Abe moves away from me, his cock bobbing against his stomach while I watch from the corner of my eye, as he reaches for one of the long pieces of abandoned leather against the stall wall. My breath catches in my chest as he grasps it tightly in his fist, a sadistic grin crossing his features that has the air stuttering as it tries to leave my lungs.Jesus fuck, he looks possessed, demonic even.Instead of fearing him, the temperature in my body ratchets up even further as my blood soars in my veins. A bead of sweat drips down between my breasts, and a moan escapes my lips, as he returns to his place behind me.

My body stretches to accommodate the pose he wants me in as I bend forward, legs straight, and grab my ankles. Pain in my side makes itself known from my injury, but I ignore it. His feet push against mine, forcing me to open my stance even further until I spread wider, and I know he’s getting a perfect view of my drenched pussy and puckered hole. The anticipation of which one he will use first, along with the blood rushing to my head, has me swaying on my feet.Fuck, fuck, fuck.

“You want to be mygood girl, don’t you, Atasi? Do you want to please me, baby? This pretty, pink cunt is mine to use, isn’t it?”

“Yessss,” I hiss as my body shakes with desire for whatever he is going to do next.

A whooshing sound rents the air before the sting of pain arrests my right asscheek. Two more lashes land against my skin, one above and one below the first, until my skin burns from the pain. “Look at how pretty your skin looks with stripes, baby. We need to make the other side just as pretty.”

He doesn’t hesitate, whipping me on my other cheek with three lashes before rubbing his fingers into my hot skin to soothe it. “Just a few more, baby, and then I’m going fuck this dripping pussy.”

He lashes the top of my thighs, both my asscheeks, and my lower back, as pain sears through me, mixing with how turned on I am. He drops the leather at my feet, and before I can even lift my head, he slams into my pussy, filling me with one thick thrust that has a scream tearing from inside of me and vibrating in the stall.

There is no gentleness in his actions; he fucks me hard and mean, using my body for his own purposes. A small smile tilts my lips, realizing he really did mean his words and there is a chance he could kill me in the process. I would welcome death at his hands, if it meant I could die surrounded with this form of ecstasy. One of his hands grabs onto my hair, forcing my head back to stare at the roof of the barn, while the other delivers harsh and painful slaps to my breasts and pulls on my nipples.

HOLY FUCK!The mixture of the pain coming from different parts of my body, and how rough and powerful he’s being inside of my core, has me so close to exploding without ever touching my clit. Screams leave my lips even as I try to swallow them as he keeps fucking me, using me, without a hint of mercy, and my body clenches around his long, thick length.

“You were made to take my cock, Dinah. Look at how this pretty pussy clenches around me. I wonder, will your ass do the same? Hmmm, baby? Do you want me to fuck your ass?”

“Yes! Yes! Yes!” I scream until my voice is almost hoarse, and I sound like I’m both dying and living the best moment of my life. He pulls out of my throbbing core, rubbing the head of his cock over and over against my clit, even as my legs threaten to give out on me. My breath leaves me in loud pants, and my head swims from the euphoria. Right now, Abe is the best kind of drug, the only kind I want to overdose on.

“Pick up the piece of leather and put it between your teeth. I don’t want you to make a sound as I fuck this tight hole.” He pushes me to my hands and knees, and kneels behind me. Both his hands come to my burning asscheeks and spread them wide, before I both hear and feel him spit down on my puckered hole. “I’m not going to prep you, slut. You’ll take me… just… like…this.”

He slams inside of my puckered hole, and I bite down on the rough leather strip to stop my scream. The pain and burning are instantaneous, and I almost beg him to stop as he bottoms out inside of me, but then his fingers find my clit, and they start moving in circles, and my body tightens once again. Going back up on the rollercoaster ride of emotions between pain and pleasure, all while he takes from me everything that he wants.More, I need more.I need him to take from me until there is nothing left of me. Until he and I are one, with no beginning and no end.

“What agood girlyou are, letting yourdaddyfuck your tight ass. Look at how you swallow my cock, baby. So warm and tight, fuck, this feels like heaven, Dinah.”

He keeps up a punishing rhythm, thrusting into my ass so hard that the sound of flesh smacking flesh combines with our harsh pants, and I try desperately to swallow every moan. His body’s momentum slamming into mine has me shifting forward, my knees scraping against the rough, dirty ground as they try to get away from his punishing strokes, but he’s relentless and just pulls me right back.

“Oh my God, fuck, fuck,” I mumble, with the leather clenched tightly between my teeth, the sound muffled and disoriented. A lightning current starts underneath my skin, traveling through my body, leaving heat and wild sensations behind. The hair on my arms and neck stands on end, and my gasping breath becomes labored as my head spins. My whole body tightens painfully, and the waves of euphoria race against my skin. Every nerve lightens up and sizzles under his continued force, as he rings every last drop of my orgasm from me before slamming one final time, and a loud roar exits his mouth as he fills my ass with his cum.

“Ohmyfuckinggod!” The string of words crosses my lips, even as my heart threatens to burst inside of my chest.

His body drapes over mine, covering me in his heat and smell, as he reaches forward and rips the piece of leather from between my clenched teeth, and replaces it with his lips on mine. His moans mix with my own, as I feel his cock still hard and deep inside my ass. Finally, when I don’t think I can survive without oxygen, he pulls back from the kiss and slides his cock from my ass, and a whimper escapes me.Fuck, that hurts, but it’s a pain I would be willing to experience again and again if it meant I could also feel this good.

I can taste blood in my mouth from where my lip has split with his treatment. His tongue traces over the outline of my lips, licking it up, and a deep groan leaves his throat, and my longing and fear ratchets up again with the belief that he might actually eat me. There’s an unstable look in his eyes, as if just one little nudge will send him careening off of the edge and into the unknown dark abyss, where he would rule as its psychotic king. It excites me, even makes me want to push him just to see if I’m right, and if I would survive.

His hand rises and wraps around my throat, instantly cutting off my air as he stares deep into my eyes. “You are mine, do you hear me, Atasi? If you ever think of leaving me, I’ll take your life before I fuck your dead corpse, and follow you into hell.”

Well, I guess as romantic words go, those are pretty effective. I don’t bother to reply to him, not that I could with how he’s stopping all my air from flowing. After watching some of the things he did with Zeke to other women, I’ve no doubt that he would do just that. He is a beast wrapped in a beautiful package. My beast, mine to command, even when I’m on my knees for him.

I have no intention of leaving him, not now, not ever. If I belong to him, he is also mine, and that’s all that matters. We are both still missing parts of ourselves, but soon, we will have them back.

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