Reaching between her legs, I began to rub her clit. Losing all interest in punishing her, now I just wanted her to come. Wanted to know I could make her orgasm through extreme pain. Knowing I had that power over her mind and body.
Knowing I had twisted and perverted the sexual desires of an innocent to match my own.
Slamming into her now gaping asshole, I could feel her body tremble and quake beneath my hand. Her thighs clenched, trapping my hand between them. She was close. I could feel it. Taking two fingers, I flicked them furiously over her clit, applying just the right amount of pressure.
“Oh, God!”
Dropping the leash, I moved my left hand between her legs from above. Using that hand now to stimulate her clit, I slid my right hand lower, to push three fingers into her dripping pussy. Filling her.
Through the thin membrane, I could feel the slide of my cock.
Her back arched, pulling me even deeper into her ass, as a violent orgasm ripped through her. I stopped my thrusting so I could feel every ripple of it up my shaft.
While her breathing was still labored, I placed my hands on her hips and finally unbridled the beast in me. I knew from her orgasm and the pain, her entire body would be sensitive and humming, aware of every movement, every brush of skin on skin.
With her cheek pressed against the floor, her head tilted back as her mouth opened on a silent scream as I brutally thrust with no mercy, gaping her ass with the heavy girth of my cock.
Ruining her for any other man.
“Please come! Please!” she begged, wanting the pain to be over as her body was rocked by the force of my thrusts. “Please come!”
My only regret was handcuffing her. If I were able, I would come deep in her ass and then push my cock deep down her throat, making her taste every inch. Next time.
As I felt my balls tighten, I increased the pace of my thrusts, till everything was a blur of unrestrained need and pleasure. Seizing the bars of her cage, I threw my head back and opened my mouth on a primal roar as I released my warm seed, filling her ass with cum.
Almost lightheaded from the intense release, I staggered back. Sitting on the cool black and white marble tile as I leaned against the iron bench, I looked down to see my still semi-hard cock resting in the ink black silk of my pajamas, glistening with oil and cum.
Elizabeth was still restrained in a folded kneeling position. Her arms hanging limply from the handcuffs. Between her ass cheeks, I could see her still forced open hole as white cum dripped from it onto the floor of her cage.