Page 45 of Red Rabbit
I tried to turn around but he slapped my ass and planted a hand on the small of my back to stop me from struggling.
“Ever done this before?” He asked.
“No,” I said nervously.
My body was strung so tight, I could hardly breathe. He grabbed the lube off the nightstand and it dripped down onto my ass. He ran his thumbs up my pussy and then over my ass and I couldn’t help but tense every time he touched me there.
“You’re going to have to relax,” he said quietly.
“Are—are you going to hurt me?” I whimpered, feeling on the verge of tears. I was terrified of doing this with someone, let alone someone I didn’t trust.
“If you do what I say, I won’t be rough.”
He continued his massaging and I tried to relax but I kept jumping any time he passed over me. His thumb pressed into me and I hissed at the unfamiliar feeling.
“Relax,” he murmured.
His thumb stayed there up to his first knuckle, simply rubbing inside me. I tried to relax but my fear was making it hard, and I wasn’t sure if it felt good or not. After a minute he withdrew his thumb and replaced it with two fingers. He pushed his way in slowly and I squeaked at the pressure. He added more lube and then started moving just his two fingers, pulling them almost all the way out before pushing them all the way back in at the same time his thumb massaged the outside. Then there was unbelievable pressure.
“No, no—” I yelped, trying to twist away.
“I’m going to fuck your ass, baby girl, but how much it hurts is up to you.” I went still, my hands fisting the sheets until my knuckles were white, frozen by his threat.
He added a third finger and pushed them past my entrance. He paused for a moment and when I still didn’t relax he shoved his hand forward. I cried out as the pain ripped through me.
“What did I say?” he hissed, moving his fingers in and out slowly as he stretched me. I took a few deep breaths, fighting to calm down, but I couldn’t stop shaking. He removed his fingers and then the head of his cock pushed against me. Tears slid down my face as terror gripped me.
“No—please—” I moaned. He pushed but was still met with resistance.
“Last chance, Kaelin,” he said, his jaw clenched. “Relax.”
I took a deep breath and he pushed his head inside me. I let out a soft sob at the pain and discomfort. He kept pushing, sliding deeper.
“That hurts—ohmygod,” I was on the verge of a panic attack. He stopped moving, added more lube and then his fingers massaged the outside of me around his cock, helping me stretch. Then he leaned over me, pressing the side of my face into the bed.
“Just let go, darlin’,” he said. “Let me make it feel good.”
The pressure resumed until he was almost all the way inside me. I whimpered, exhausted and defeated. I stopped trying to have control and the minute I did, something loosened and he slid all the way inside me. His balls brushed against my pussy and I shivered at the brief touch, feeling impossibly full.
“There we go—good girl,” he said, his voice strained. He gave me a minute as I took a few deep breaths and he took his hand away from my face. He slapped my ass and his thumb rubbed around his dick. He dragged his cock back out, almost all the waybefore pushing slowly back in. The sensation made it hard for me to breathe and then he picked up the pace.
“Fuck, you’re so tight,” he panted. “You’re doing so good, love, just breathe.” He slid in and out of me a few more times before he pulled out and gave me a light slap on the ass.
“Get on your hands and knees on the bed.”
I thought about trying to get away but I knew he’d make me regret it, so I crawled onto the bed. He knelt behind me then gripped my hips as he slowly pushed inside me. He pushed my head down and dragged my hips back up and into him. I whined as it increased the pressure. The position made me tighter and the pain was back as he pulled out and slid back into me. I cried out and panicked again, trying to struggle and move further away on the bed. He slapped me hard on the ass and I heard him growl before he grabbed my hair and pushed my face into bed. His grip made my eyes water and I whimpered as he held me still and shoved hard inside me as punishment. I felt something burn and pain flared through me making me cry out quietly. He let go of my face and settled his hands on my hips as he pulled out slowly.
He groaned. “Beautiful,” he murmured to himself.
I stopped struggling and he continued to fuck me, gradually increasing the speed and slowly the pain diminished into the background. He slowed down again and his hand dropped to rub against the spot between my ass and pussy. I inhaled sharply as heat unfurled at the new feeling. He kept going and I heard him chuckle as I shifted my hips for a different reason. His strokes against my sensitive skin felt electric, making my legs shake.
“I wish I had more time with you—I’d have you begging me to fuck you like this.”
His hand moved back to my face, holding me down and his pace increased again. He was going hard enough that his balls slapped against my pussy, hitting against my clit and I couldn’thelp but moan at the sharp contrast between pleasure and pain. His hand moved to the back of my neck, still pinning me down, while the other reached around and slid into my pussy. He made a sound of approval as I clenched around his finger and fire rushed through me.
He put his fingers back on my clit and the pleasure intensified. I gasped and spread my legs more to chase the feeling he was pulling from me. It was unlike anything I’d felt before. More visceral and raw. It made me feel like I was losing control and I choked on my breath as I tried to navigate it.
“That’s it, good girl,” he gasped. “I want you to come for me.”
