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“Again.” He spits once more and presses in harder. “Scream all you want. Your pussy strangles my dick the more I hurt you. It begs for my cum.”

Saint works my ass while he fucks me, and slowly, my body starts to adjust. Pain shifts to something else, and my entire center begins to heat.

“You broke me, Violet. So now I’m going to break you.” He pushes in a second finger, and another scream rips from my lungs. “Should have known your ass would be as greedy as your cunt.”

It hurts, and it feels good. I hate him, and I want it.

Pain and desire ripple through my bones. My body vibrates with the changing sensations. I’ve never felt anything like this as Saint takes me in both holes.

My heart is racing, and I’m throbbing to my core.

“Very good.” He slows his pace, giving my thighs a moment of relief from the sharp sting of the table digging into them. “You’re ready now.”

He pulls his fingers and cock away, and I start shaking when I realize why.

“I’m not ready. I’m not—"

“You are.” He positions the head of his cock at my ass, and the thought alone makes me want to black out so I don’t have to feel this. “And you’re going to reward me for all I’ve done.”

Saint spits again, and it rolls down my ass. And then he pushes himself in.

It hurts so badly that I can’t breathe. Screaming is pointless, and so is air. My wrists pull against the ropes, but it just makes them tighter. And Saint thrusts deeper.

Fire burns. My entire body aches so badly that I’m shivering. But he doesn’t let up or wait for me to relax as he pushes himself to the hilt inside me.

“Good girl.” He reaches forward and brushes the back of my head with his hand. “Fuck. Your ass feels so good wrapped around my cock.”

He pulls out slowly. Even more so when he shifts his hips forward again. I’d think he’s taking it easy if he didn’t sound like he’s enjoying the torture of it.

“How does it feel being fucked in the ass like a whore, Violet?” He grabs my mounds and evens his pace.

“It—”

I don’t know. I’m sure it should hurt. And it does. It stings and burns.

But the steady rhythm starts to rock me into a dreamlike state, and inside, my core is burning for him.

“Yes?” He pulls my hips back so he can slip his hand between me and the table, his fingers rubbing my clit.

My breath stutters with pleasure. “It feels… oh God, it feels good.”

“Not God.” He rolls his fingers over me again.

“Saint,” I breathe out, my body shattering.

“YourSaint.”

My Saint.

My devil.

And I need him to never stop what he’s doing as he rocks himself against me. His dick is deep inside me, hitting a place I didn’t know existed as he plays with my pussy.

I’m shaking with his touch, and I’ve never felt anything like this as he moves in and out of my ass. There’s only relief on the other side of this as my body tips on that ledge.

“Give me what I’ve earned.” Saint pushes in hard this time.

My fingers dig into the ropes, and I bite back the scream ripping through me as my body turns to pieces. I’m shaking as my pussy drips. And Saint fucks my ass through it. My entire body tenses for him as he picks up speed. Fucking me until he’s grabbing my hips and pulling me to him.

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