Page 23 of Cruel Master

My spine stiffened as he circled the dark hole again and again. My breaths came in quick spurts. In and out. I felt lightheaded, dizzy, with the unknown. His actions were both a threat and a promise.

When he pushed against my dark hole, I yelped and tightened up all over. A hand settled on my lower back, pressing me down into the bed. “Don’t fight it,” he said.

“It hurts,” I muttered.

“No it doesn’t,” he replied. “I haven’t done anything to hurt you yet, love. This is merely discomfort.”

Discomfort was fucking right. I squirmed and wiggled against his hold as his finger slid into my ass. It waswrong. My sphincter contracted around the foreign digit in my hole. I rolled my head back and kicked against the mattress and another slap landed on my backside. The finger sank deeper as I cried out at the pain.

“You’ll have something much thicker than a finger in this ass soon enough, Angel,” Gaven said. “So, I suggest you get used to it.

“No,” I groaned. “I don’t like it.” It made me feel strange. Little sparks rose up beneath my skin and flooded my limbs. I crossed my arms over my head and buried my face in them as he continued his movements.

Moving out and then back in, Gaven thrust his finger into my asshole without stopping. Whimpers left my lips. I whined. I writhed against the disgusting sensations. It was so very … odd. I felt hot and dirty.

“Do you feel like a whore taking my finger in your ass, Angel?” Gaven’s words rocketed through me, burning more embarrassment and humiliation into me. I couldn’t help but tell the truth.

“Yesss,” I hissed at him.

He fucked my ass harder as the wetness from my pussy soaked into my hole. It grew dry and harder for him but he didn’t stop.

“You’re clenching down on my finger like you want more,” he said.

“No, I don’t!” I protested.

“Oh, but I think you do,” Gaven replied. “I think you secretly like having my finger in your ass like a little whore. Only sluts love having something in this hole of theirs and you’re no different, love.”

The burn of humiliation swept through me at his degrading words. I twisted my head back and forth as tears touched my eyelashes.No. No. No. That couldn’t be true. I didn’t like it, that’s not what these sensations meant.

“Is your cunt fluttering, baby?” Gaven leaned over me as he withdrew his finger. His hand moved to my pussy and he gathered more wetness there before smearing it between my asscheeks. “Do you want something?”

“You said if I were good,” I moaned. “You said if I begged for forgiveness, you’d let me come.”

“I did,” Gaven agreed. “I didn’t say how or when I would let you come,though.”

“My ass isn’t for fucking,” I huffed.

“Oh, but it is,” Gaven argued. “In fact, your ass will get a lot of fucking before I’m through with you.” My breath caught on those words and I clenched my hands into fists.

“I’m going to fuck you wide open, Angel,” he continued. “Slide my cock into your darkest depths and then fill you up with my cum in every way and when I’m done I’m going to shove a plug inside and make you walk around, carrying my load like the filthy little whore you want to be for me.”

I speak through gritted teeth. “I’m not a fucking whore…” Despite the harsh denial on my tongue, the filthy words leaving his mouth had an effect on me. My stomach was on fire, burning with hunger. My pussy was pulsating with need. My clit practicallythrobbedwith the desire to be touched.

Gaven wasn’t put off by my rebuttal. In fact, he didn’t even grace it with a response as his finger slid right back into my asshole and I clenched around him all over again. This time, though, he didn’t spank me. Instead, he merely withdrew and added another finger.

I cried out and arched up. “Stop!” I begged. “Please, it feels wrong!”

“Every time you try to push me out of your ass, I’m going to put another finger in, Angel,” Gaven replied. “So, I suggest that you relax, or else, you’ll have my whole fist pounding your asshole in a few minutes.”

I cursed at him. I begged. I pleaded, but I knew … deep down, he meant every single word. So, finally, after several minutes of silence from him and begging from me and three thick, solid fingers pushing into my asshole, I stopped trying.

I forced my ass to relax and breathed through my nose as he shoved them inside. Back and forth, they fucked into my darkest hole—my filthiest part. Tears touched my lashes, but I quickly rubbed them away.

“There we go, good girl. Just take your punishment and it’ll be over soon.” Gaven’s words of praise made my head cloud over, but that slight pleasure was marred by the fingers that invaded my asshole. I squeezed my eyes shut and just counted down from one hundred. Soon, though, they weren’t as uncomfortable, and in fact, as my asshole relaxed and loosened for him, I found myself arching against the thrusts of his hands.

My lips parted as I panted. When he withdrew them, I almost moaned in sorrow.Just what was he turning me into?I didn’t dare move or think he was done with me. It was clear Gaven had something planned and there was only one way to find out.

He left the bed and returned a short while later. The sound of a bottle popping open was followed by the squirt of something liquid. I jumped as cool wetness touched my asshole. A small little nozzle was pressed against my hole and I gasped as that same cold liquid flooded my backside.

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