Page 64 of Evil Hearts

The carriage brought us to a large gothic castle, with black brick and dark gargoyle statues decorating the outside. The ifrit was already going around the carriage and up to the front door, so I raced after him, tugging on my hem so my skimpy dress wouldn’t ride up. More monsters waited outside, opening the door for us as we walked in. The foyer was eerie and dark, and I could barely see anything with the dim oil lights. He lived in a huge castle, and had people waiting on him hand and foot. The price he paid for me must’ve been nothing to him.

Asif took off his coat and handed it to one of the monsters. “We’ll be upstairs. Do not disturb us.”

I followed him up a large staircase, my body trembling with fear again. Upstairs. Don’t disturb us. He was going to hurt me. I could either be afraid, or accept that there was nothing I could do to stop it. Fighting would probably get me beaten before he had his way with me.

He took me up two flights of stairs before turning down a hallway. It was just as dark up here, and I almost expectedsomething to pop out of the shadows to scare me. I stared up at his broad back and realized this entire castle was…huge. The doors. The ceiling. The hall. Everything was big becausehewas big. The ceiling was so far above our heads, even his curved horns didn’t touch it.

He opened a door at the end of the hall, and I quickly followed him inside. It was a dark bedroom, with only a bed to decorate it. He shut the door behind me and locked it, making sure I saw and heard him do it. When he turned to me, I tried not to gulp. “I can hear how fast your heart is beating. I know you’re afraid.”

I wanted to run. I would’ve risked the whip just to escape. But there was no running now. He hooked my cuff chain with his finger, leading me towards the large bed. My legs almost refused to work, but I made it without stumbling. As soon as my legs touched the blanket, he put his hand on my neck and bent me over the bed, my cuffed hands trapped underneath me. I couldn’t breathe. My legs wobbled. My heart raced.

His hand touched my head, and I flinched before I realized he was… petting me. “This is your role in my home. You are mine to take. You will do it without complaint, and I will protect you. That is the deal. I won’t beat you, or harm you in any way, as long as you obey me.”

Lie still and take it. I could do little else.

I bit my lip when he lifted my skirt, exposing my bare ass. I would’ve pleaded if I thought he would listen. If this is all he wanted, then… I guess I could handle it. At least he wasn’t trying to force me. He expected me to obey.

When he spread my knees, the cold air almost made me gasp. I had just enough time to wonder what he was doing when the tip of his cock pressed against me and he slowly pushed inside. My body resisted at first, not used to taking something so large. I’d never been split in half before, but I imagine that’s what it felt like. He was sothick, I cried out in pain.

“Sssh,” he soothed, pushing further in even though he knew it was hurting me. “You will get used to it, pet.”

Pet. I was his pet. And he was going to make sure I knew it.

His hips pushed in and out with small, jagged thrusts, working my muscles until they relaxed and he slid his entire length inside me. He kept pushing, forcing me to take all of him. His cock was so deep, the tip pushed against my cervix.

He gave me one second to catch my breath, and then he began to truly fuck me. He rammed his huge cock into my tender body, over and over, at a bruising pace that I didn’t think was humanly possible. The pain stole my breath away, and it took a few minutes before it eased and my body got used to his size. By then, the sheer force of his cock was pressing into my g-spot, and the pain quickly turned into something else.

He gripped my hair with his fist when he felt my arousal deepen, yanking my hair back with a sharp pull. It was obvious I wasn’t only feeling pain now. I jerked and writhed against him, shoving my hands into the bed. No,no. He was fucking me so hard, it wouldn’t be long before I couldn’t hold it. My bladder released in a rush all over my legs, and I buried my face in the sheets in utter humiliation. He growled and fucked me even harder, until it hurt again, not slowing down at all. He slapped my ass with his other hand, and I tightened around him in pain. I couldn’t tell if that was a punishment, or if he was encouraging me to do it again.

With that pressure gone, another took its place, and I gasped when I felt a familiar tension building inside me, one that was worse than needing to pee. Even with his cock bruising my cervix, stretching me beyond my limit, and his hips slapping into me as he spanked my ass cheek over and over, I wasturned on.

It was impossible. He washurting me, and I…liked it. Maybe it was how he slammed into my g-spot without thinking how it would feel for me, or that he was using me for his own pleasurewithout a care for mine. He rutted me in a way I had never felt before, and I… craved more.

My whines of pain turned to whimpers of pleasure, and he surged into me like a piston, growling low with every thrust. He didn’t notice, or didn’t care that I was enjoying it, and just took what he wanted from my body. With a quick shift, his balls slapped against my clit, only adding to my rising pleasure, and rushing me towards a climax. Fuck, it felt so fucking good. I was going to cum.

Growling and moaning, his thrusts grew more urgent with every second. His cock throbbed and jerked, and he pounded me to the edge of my climax, until I was teetering on the point of no return. His hips slowed, and he shoved his entire length inside me, resting his hips against my ass. “I’m cumming, pet. Ugh,god, yes. Take my cum.” He unloaded against my cervix, shooting inside me over and over, then held me still for a minute as his orgasm slowly faded. Mine had never started, and I laid there beneath him, frustrated beyond belief. Oblivious, he pulled out and stood there, watching his cum stream out of me. “Good pet.”

He left me there, my shackled hands against my trembling stomach, and his cum leaking out of my ruined pussy. Even as my body shook with unfulfilled need, I didn’t hate what he did to me. Ienjoyed it.

I slipped my shackled hands between my legs and rubbed my swollen clit, replaying the sounds he made, the way he took me without mercy. Gasping, I bit the blanket between my teeth and stifled my desperate moan as my pleasure crested and I came harder than I ever had before.

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