Page 33 of Vicious Little Princess

“Like I said, get your fucking hands off me.”

“My hands, huh?” He pushed into me, making me feel his very hard dick through his pants. “How’s this instead?” he said, grinding against mine, sending shocks through me that I didn’t want to be feeling, especially not in response to something this psychopath was doing to me.

“Get off me.”

“Why? I can feel you responding to me.”

“It’s just a physical reaction.”

“Soon that won’t be the case.” He jerked down his pants and pulled his dick out, then he wrapped his hand around both our lengths, forcing them together, and making me hiss as I felt him skin-to-skin. Then he started jerking us both. “You have such a pretty cock. And all this jewelry… feels fucking amazing,” he said, using my piercings for his own pleasure as he ground against them.

I tried to squirm away, but he grabbed my ass with his free hand, dug his nails into my right ass cheek, and used the hold to keep me steady to him.

He picked up his pace, and I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to block it out, trying to block him out.

“No, you don’t,” he said, his hand leaving my ass and fisting in my hair instead, making my eyes snap back open with the harshness of his grip as he pulled painfully. He held my head steady, forcing me to look into his eyes as he continued jerking our cocks, becoming rougher and harsher with every moment that went by. “No denying it. I want you to know it’s me who did this to you. I want you to feel every moment of it and have it ingrained deep down, so you’ll never be able to fucking forget that I made you my little bitch.”

“Stop this insanity.”

“Just getting started… ungh… yeah… that’s it… just a little more. Look at you getting so hard for me. That’s hot as fuck. Oh, shit…shit.”

He yelled out his release, removing his hand and stepping back just in time so he could spray his fucking cum on my cock, coating it all over.

He patted my jaw. Hard. “Good little bitch.”

“You’ll never survive this. I promise you that.”

He fisted my hair again and licked the length of my cheek, sending a shudder through me. “Aww, don’t worry, you’ll enjoy it. I want you to,” he said, as he started stroking my jaw slowly. “I want you to hate that you enjoy it. Given that you’re a sex addict, should be easy enough for me to pull that from you. I’m actually surprised you didn’t already come, but I guess you just need a whole lot more first.” He released me abruptly, then slapped my balls brutally, earning a yell from me. “It will prove impossible for you to resist soon enough. Mmm, yes, you’ll break for me so beautifully.”

I bucked in the restraints, roaring out into the room.

His laugh rang out. “Excellent start. Fucking perfect.”

“Don’t fucking do this! Don’t!” I found myself screaming.

He ignored it and walked around me, pulling something from his pocket. I heard it rip when he was right behind me, and then something slick touched my asshole. “Did your Daddy play with you here? Is it off the table now? Some Dominants take it up the ass and—”

“Stop! You’re taking this way too far. This is beyond settling a score or some fucking punishment. There’s no honor in this. None!”

“Honor?” he scoffed. “You’ve been spending far too much time with Nico Marchetti. That’s a useless, idealistic notion. It has no place today or in our world. And, believe me, it will be the death of him if he doesn’t get a clue soon.”

I grunted as he slid two lubed fingers into my ass. I fisted my hands and squeezed my eyes shut as he twisted, pulled out, then drove deeper, working me open bit by bit.

“Such a hot little ass. Can’t wait to fuck it until you scream for me and come all over yourself.”

“I’ll kill you.”

“You won’t be saying that soon. You’ll be begging me,tesoro.Fucking begging and desperate for more of the intense pleasure I can give you.”

He curled his fingers right on my sweet spot and I lurched, an involuntary cry escaping me.

“Mmm, right there, huh? How’s this?” He zeroed in there, stabbing and curling over and over until my thighs were shaking as the unwanted sensations tore through me.

He reached around and grasped my dick. “Getting there. You’re growing harder. You like my stickiness all over you, huh?”

“No,” I gritted out.

“Lies. You’re about to lose the fight where that’s concerned.”

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