Page 32 of Hidden Sacrifice
As soon as I was stable, the stranger slipped down my body until he sat against the hood, his finger still deep in my pussy as he brought his tongue against my clit. My feet pushed against the car harder, and it rolled back a fraction startling me as I braced my hands against the back of his head, pulling him deeper between my thighs.
The car stopped rolling, and I restabilized between the wall and the car’s hood. I released my hold on the back of his head, realizing he probably couldn’t breathe down there.
“Mmmmm,” he hummed, pulling his head back to look at me. “Do that again, pet,” he said with a smile before digging in ravenously. The switch from slow appreciation to starved jolted my body as the sensations were too acute.
My hands automatically jumped up to push his head away, but he was seemingly trying to suffocate himself this time. My body writhed against the rough brick as he sent me over an almost unexpected orgasm that snapped all the intense sensations at once. Every muscle in my body was screaming to relax, but I couldn’t figure out how to move without falling. I felt my legs begin to twitch as an ache started in.
The guy slid back up me, massaging my thighs as he lifted my legs from the hood. I sagged against him, my body screaming for rest.
“Come now, pet, you can’t tap out so quickly,” he said with laughter as he carefully turned us so his back was facing the wall. Gently he laid me down against the hood of the car, my scratched back screaming out against the cold, wet metal.
He leaned over me, blocking the rain as he settled back between my thighs. He pushed against me, letting his hard cock be a reminder that we hadn’t even gotten to the good part yet. His arms on the car’s hood braced him as I ran my fingernail across his fishnet shirt.
It fascinated me to watch his face. His eyes closed as his head hung slightly, absorbing the sensation of my nail against his skin and the pull of his fabric as I snagged the netting. Something near pain flashed across his features before he snapped, grabbing my hand with his. He pulled my hand up sharply, the finger that had scratched him still pointing out as he brought it to his lips. He ran my finger along the seam before lightly biting the pad.
I felt the sudden movement of his hand undoing his pants, my feet coming up to grab the band of his pants and help push them down. Soon, all I could feel was the warmth of his skin against mine. He positioned the head of his cock at my entrance. My hand was still in his fist as he looked me in the eyes while slowly sinking into me.
His cock was so big I felt its bite as he slowly pushed his way in, stretching me to fit. I loved it. Hell, I might even love this man just because of how he made my body feel. Bottoming out, he paused as I adjusted to him. He released his hold on my hand. His chest breathing heavily as he caged me in with his hands. His eyes were closed, and I noticed his body trembling slightly.
“What’s wrong?” I asked, my hand coming up to cup his cheek.
He nuzzled into my touch before opening his eyes and looking at me with amazement.
“Absolutely nothing, Fox,” he said with a smile, sinking into a slow kiss as he started to thrust.
The pace was slow, seeming to ache with more intense emotions than were warranted for a quick one-night stand between strangers. Every feeling was heightened as I clung to him, our tongues making languid strokes as the thrusts of his cock became more forceful. He was well and truly fucking me into the hood of this expensive car.
My second orgasm washed over me, triggering his release as I squeezed and pulsed against his thick cock. All our moans were swallowed by the other as lightning flashed overhead and thunder sounded.
* * *
“Time to wake up, Fox,” Justice said from somewhere above me as my eyes opened. I was in the middle of the sterile white dungeon, arms and legs still secured by the restraints as I laid naked on the slab. I could feel moisture seeping out from me, my pussy still throbbing.
Justice still had his favorite pants on, a bulge pressing hard enough against the fabric it was hard to miss.
“You didn’t get to come?” I asked in confusion, knowing that my body had recently come.
“No, Fox, we were in your mind, not mine.” He moved towards one of my bound hands, grabbing it and placing it on his rock-hard bulge.
I massaged him through the fabric. “So, none of that was real?”
“Not corporeal, no, Fox. The drug I gave you blocks all your shields. Then, I went into your mind, created a scene from your mortal world, and bent it to my will.” His teeth were sharply pressed together as I palmed at his dick even harder.
“I didn’t know who you were,” I said softly, remembering the vision with fantastic clarity. I could easily see it was Justice between my thighs, but I had no idea of the man's name with his tongue inside me only a moment ago.
“Imagine the possibilities, Pet,” Justice said, taking a step back so I could no longer stroke him. His hands swiftly unlocked my wrist before moving around the table to free my other hand.
Justice somehow had the potential to make any fantasy come to life in a safe but entirely realistic way. The amazement of what Justice’s dungeon was washed over me. Justice moved to the side of the slab where my feet were tied.
“Did you fuck the others after? Once they were out of the fantasy?” As much as I enjoyed the fuck out of that little experience, I couldn’t see how Justice would get anything out of it.
“Sometimes,” Justice said, not untying my legs but removing his pants. His cock sprang free as he grabbed me by my hips and slid my ass across the table toward him. “I get to do whatever I want in this room. Now, I get to do whatever I want to you.” He smiled as he grabbed his hard cock and pushed into me roughly.
The pain blossomed white-hot before melting away into pure pleasure as Justice thrust into me hard enough for me to worry the stone slab may break. I was amazed at just how real human pain was within the illusion as I recalled the sensation of the myriad of cuts against my back from the wall.
I brought my hands to his arms, dragging my nails down his skin intently, watching as blood welled under my path. Leaning up while he continued to fuck me, I licked the droplets of blood off his arms.
He groaned as his hips snapped into mine even harder. My last resolve breaking as I lunged for him, sinking my fangs into his neck. His thrusts became erratic as I pulled greedily.
