Page 43 of Vengeful Sins

He raises his hand to my thigh, placing his fingers right over my scars. If I could, I would shriek away. What must he be thinking right now? Is he upset that he bought damaged goods?

I almost expect him to say something or move away in disgust, instead he slowly drags his fingers upward, over my marred thigh, smooth hip, and stomach. He cups my breast and lets his thumb brush over my nipple until it hardens painfully. Leaning over a little, he moves on to the other side, sending goose bumps across my skin.

When he is done playing with my tits, his hand moves back south, taking the same path he took up, but on the other side of my body. When he arrives back on my thigh, he moves between my legs and gently pushes them apart.

My pussy opens to him as he spreads me wide, and cool air washes over my most private parts. Shame hit me like a ton of bricks when his fingers find my center. He runs his digits through my dry folds, stopping over my clit, where he presses down on it.

A spark of pleasure lights up my core, and I want to die of shame.

He continues working his thumb over the small bundle of nerves until I can feel moisture build under his touch. While his thumb remains on my clit, his fingers venture to my entrance. He pushes one of his fingers into me, my wetness easing the way, making him chuckle.

I’m so fucking embarrassed with myself. How can I get wet right now? My mind doesn’t want this, but apparently my body is on board.

He keeps fucking me with his finger until I’m wet enough for him to insert a second one. I feel so full already, but that doesn’t stop him from forcing a third in, stretching me almost painfully.

Moving his digits in and out of me, he brings his other hand up to cup my breast again. This time, his touch is a little rougher, more urgent. He rolls my nipple between his thumb and finger so hard it sends shocks of pain through my body. My limbs want to jolt, but I remain completely immobilized.

The man pinches my other nipple, sending more pain across my chest. I want to cry out, but I’m not sure if it’s solely about the pain or if it’s about the fire building in my core.

He fucks me with his fingers, my pussy now stretched enough to welcome him. I lie there with my body relaxed. I let my eyes fall shut and momentarily forget where I am and what is happening to me. All I can feel is the heat coming from my pussy and the tingling from my clit.

Just when I think I’m about to orgasm, he pulls his fingers out. My eyes fly open just in time to see him walking over to the shelves. The muscles move under his black shirt, highlighting his broad back and muscular shoulders. He is definitely strong, and he could seriously hurt me, especially with me being so vulnerable.

He turns around, walking back to the bed with two things in his hands. I want to gulp when I see the butt plug and lube.

Remaining silent, he climbs onto the bed and settles between my legs. At this angle, I can only see the top of his masked covered head, but I can hear the bottle of lube open, and I feel a cold liquid dripping onto my pussy and running down between my ass crack.

He closes the bottle cap and throws it on the mattress next to us. Then his fingers are between my legs again. He thrusts two digits into my pussy with ease. Pulling out, he brings the tip of his finger to my other hole. I want to clench up, but all I can do is mentally brace myself for the intrusion.

His finger presses into the tight ring of muscle slowly, building pressure in my ass. His tip breaches me with a sting of pain, but it disappears as quickly as it comes. Then I feel only pressure as he forces his digit into my ass. When he is knuckle deep, he pauses before pulling back out. When he thrusts in the second time, it’s deeper and almost hurts.

Finding a rhythm, he fucks my ass with his finger for a few moments. Just when I get used to the feel of being stretched that much, he forces a second finger inside. More pressure builds, but there is nothing I can do besides take whatever he gives me.

When he finally pulls out, I feel empty but stretched. My moment of relief is short-lived when I remember the butt plug. Something smooth and cold presses against my ass, and I internally start to panic again.

My already stretched hole opens wide at the toy’s intrusion. I’m stretched to the max as the wide bulb of the plug enters me. I want to cry out when he forces it inside my tight hole. I feel like I’m being ripped in two as the plug settles inside of me.

The pain stops quickly, leaving me with a fullness I’ve never felt before. The man moves the plug around a little, lightening up all my nerve endings down there. I’m shocked when the weird feeling sends small bolts of pleasure through my core.

Again, I feel ashamed of my body’s reaction. How can I react like this?

My mind is reeling, but I’m dragged back to reality when I hear the sound of a zipper being lowered.

The man hooks his arm under my leg and leans his body over mine until he settles above me with my leg wrapped around him. My pussy is wide open for him as he lines himself up with my entrance. His head dips into the crook of my neck as he pushes his hips forward, impaling me with his thick cock.

I suck in a breath, and the man’s cologne invades my senses. There is something familiar about the smell, and somehow that smell calms my nerves just a little.

A guttural groan rips from his throat as he thrusts into my tight channel. I want to tell him to go slow, but I remain silent as he forces his cock in and out of me with deep thrusts. I expect it to hurt, but all I feel is full.

I close my eyes as the man fucks me into the mattress, pressing the butt plug in further with each savage thrust. My whole body tingles as the intense sensation between my legs becomes overwhelming. The man’s groin rubs against my clit with each shove, and I can feel an orgasm rapidly approaching.

I don’t want to come. I don’t want to enjoy this, but what other choice do I have? My body has disconnected from my brain.

The man’s breath is hot on my neck as he breathes heavily now. His thrusts becoming deeper, more erratic, and the feeling in my pussy builds. I open my eyes and stare at the black ceiling as pleasure erupts from my clit and washes over my entire body. He fucks me through my orgasm. Waves and waves of pleasure cascade over me as my eyes flutter closed and, for a moment, I want the darkness to swallow me whole.

The man pushes his cock deep into me two more times before he finishes with a strained groan. He stills, and I can feel his shaft pulsating inside of me. Fuck, I feel cum running down my inner thigh and realize he didn’t even use a condom.

His body collapses on mine, his weight pushing me into the mattress until it’s almost hard to breathe. He shifts quickly, letting my leg fall to the mattress. He leans on his forearms while keeping his lower half pressed into my body.

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