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That was a promise I wanted him to keep, and as nervous as I was, I finally wanted his cock inside of me

“Yes,” I breathed once he broke the kiss to look at me.

There was fire burning in his eyes, and it was clear to me that he meant every word he said.

No matter if my brain was starting to hint things I would’ve never thought of, I tried my best not to listen to the voices telling me this was not okay.

I wanted this, and if there’s one thing I learned from Papa, it’s that you should always listen to your heart.

And like Fennec always told me, I shouldn’t let my brain deceive me so damn much.

Fennec got up and walked over to the desk where he picked up the knife he had brought, then he also grabbed the rope which I only now realized was there before he walked back to me.

“Turn around.”

I looked up at him with my arms crossed over my chest now, still a little unsure about the knife.

“You won’t hurt me,” I pointed out, and he shook his head.

“I would never hurt you, Vespyr. Turn around.”

I took another look at the knife, then decided to trust him, turning onto my stomach and lying on the bed the right way this time.

My arms were up again, making it way more comfortable for me.

Fennec stepped closer to the bed and placed the knife next to me, then he took the rope and wrapped it around my bedframe before he tied me to it.

“No way for you to escape now,” he teased, making my excitement rise.

I felt like an animal being trapped, but I knew in this situation, I most definitely wouldn’t end up dead.

Unless this was one of those dreams I used to have and didn’t realize this wasn’t real life.

Fennec got on the bed, kneeling over my legs and grabbing my hips again, motioning for me to push myself up.

“Get on your knees and elbows. It will be much more comfortable for you, sweet girl.”

I nodded and pushed myself up until my ass was sticking up into the air toward him.

His hands moved over my skin, tightening his grip on my ass and then slapping my skin gently to not make too much noise.

I tried to look back at him, but I didn’t see much of what he was doing other than grabbing the knife again.

My heartbeat was picking up speed, but I wasn’t nervous in a negative way.

He promised not to hurt me, and I trusted him.

I heard about certain kinks before, and Fennec was introducing me to some of his.

He was comfortable sharing them with me, which made me happy.

When I felt the tip of his cock brush through my slit, I arched my back to show him that I was ready for this, needing to finally feel his cock inside of me.

We both still had blood around our lips, and now that it had dried, it felt weird on my skin.

It didn’t bother me though, as the smell still lingered, reminding me of that kiss he gave me minutes ago.

“This tight pussy is mine. Will always be mine, Vespyr. And I will fuck it right. There won’t be any other guys pushing their dicks deep inside your virgin little pussy.”

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