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I finally open my jeans and push them down, letting my throbbing cock jump free. I’m full of life, root to tip standing firm and tall.

Annika’s eyes widen. The sudden shock of my size and knowing she’s going to have it buried in her mouth and down her throat in just seconds spreads across her face. Zero chance to turn back, not that she would do that right now. It’s too late. We’re too close.

And deep inside her soaked cunt she knows this is what she wants.

Attacked. Kidnapped. Thrown to her knees. Slapped across the face.

And now…

I dig my fingers into her hair and pull her mouth toward me. She doesn’t bother lifting her hands to attempt to stroke me. There’s no need for it. This is about my cock and her throat.

She introduces me to her mouth by just going for it. Her lips wrap with a firm grip around me, sliding over the head of my cock and going for more. If she wants to play that game…

I pull at her head and I drive forward. I skip the pleasantries of getting to know the mouth I’m about to fuck and go right for the back of her throat. She gags, and that’s okay, no judgement from me.

I press more and I feel her throat squeeze against me. Her eyes suddenly go wider and I realize she’s never been throat fucked before. Maybe she’s never been with a guy big enough. Or maybe she’s just never had someone grab her head and jam their cock into her mouth like I have.

I interlock my fingers at the back of her head, sort of playing with her hair as I do so. The scent of her shampoo is released. It’s a faded smell. A hint of cherries and honey, plus that natural smell of a woman’s body.

She makes another gagging sound. This one much more guttural. Her eyes watering, a tear jumping from her left eye onto her cheek. Her cheeks turning bright red. I know I’m a second away from making her vomit.

She reaches up and grabs for my cock. Her right hand trying to wrap around what’s not buried in her mouth. Her left hand touches my right leg. She’s shaking again.

I let go of her hair and pull my cock out of her mouth, punishing her by taking her new toy to suck on away from her. I do it with force too.

I feel her mouth, tongue, and jaw react. She can’t help it as she bites down a little bit. Her teeth gnawing at my hard shaft, leaving me grunting. That intense feeling of pain and sensitivity hitting me at the same time. That subtle notion that she has the ability to hurt me if she really wanted to.

Then again, if she did try to bite hard…I’d have to fucking kill her to make her stop.

What we’re doing here is nothing but a game. A deadly, toxic game. She’s fighting for survival. And I’m just merely mesmerized that my new pet is so wanted alive and dead at the same time.

My mind and cock and are in such an interesting battle. I don’t give a fuck who wins or loses.

I just want my cock deep in Annika’s throat once more.

ChapterTen

ANNIKA

I’ve…never…

His right hand wraps around my throat. My mouth opens almost in some instinctual sexual way. My tongue trembling and lips tingling. My throat tight, knowing it needs to loosen up and be ready for Peri’s cock.

It’s… so… fucking…

“Look me in the eyes while I fuck your throat, doll,” Peri orders.

My thoughts vanish at the touch of his cock to my lips. He draws a circular, oval like shape around my mouth. Then he thrusts.

Even though I know it’s happening, I’m still not ready for it. I tell myself not to blink, and I don’t.

My eyes well with tears once again. The back of my throat is attacked, the bulbous shape of Peri’s cock punching my uvula like that punching bag game you’d find at a carnival or on the boardwalk in the middle of summer.

My gag reflex goes into overdrive. I gag and cough. There’s no controlling it. I beg myself not to throw up.

Although…

Maybe Peri would like that.

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