Page 154 of Madness Behind the Mask
Harder.
And harder.
Andharder.
The wide girth of his cock stretches me, tearing me updespite how wet I am. He’s simply too big, and it’s been too long, my pussy unaccustomed to such brutality.
My body grows hot, a blazing heat that spreads from my pussy to my head, and slowly, the pain starts to recede under the crashing waves of unwanted arousal. My hips lift as one leg wraps around his calf. My breaths come out on ragged pants as he lifts his head to look at me. There’s no blood on hismaskdespite how hard his spikes dug intomy skin, butI can practically see his lips beneath them curlintoa wicked sneer.
“That’s it, sweet girl. Take my cock like the gift it is.” He grabs my other leg, the one still down, and lifts it to wrap around his ass. It moves without resistance, and when he removes his hand to grab my breast, my leg stays were he put it, opening me up to a new angle.
He rocks into me, a pulsing of pleasure. He grabs my other leg and urges it to join the other. “Lock your ankles around me, Sau.”
His words have lost a bit of that biting edge, that anger directed at me, but his feralness and need to own me only increases, shown in the strain of his words and the rapid pulsing at the veins in his neck and temple. In the slower pounding of his cock as he tries to coax me over the edge, desperate to have me come around him almost as much as my body is to do so.
“Fuck you,” I breathe even as my leg obeys, my ankles locking around his ass as he thrusts into me, pleasure and pain mixing with every push of his hips.
“Hate me all you want, but you’re still going to come for me. You’re still going to be my dirty little whore all night long.”
He reaches a hand between our bodies as he crushes me with his full weight. Grabbing my piercing between his fingers, he tugs on it gently, but that’s enough to send a shockwave of pain shooting through me. Crying out, I archmy back, a pathetic struggle to get away.
He grunts as he tugs it again. Then slides his finger lower. He rubs it against my lips, then lines it up with his cock and pushes in. Another cry is torn from me as my already stretched pussy rips at the additional invasion.
“Stop,” I plead as the pain becomes too much.
Everywhere he’s touched is sore – my broken hands, my choked andbruisedneck, my slapped nipples, the new piercing in my clit, the tearing of my pounded pussy. It’s all just too much, wave after wave of pure agony rushing through my body like a tsunami. “Stop,” I beg again.
“No,” he says as he shoves another finger inside. “You are mine tonight, Sau. However I want you. Whatever I want to do to you” –a third finger goes in, making me scream– “you can’t stop me. Not tonight. But beg me all you want. I love hearing theQueen of St. Augustineso fucking weak.”
Bringing his legs up, he grabs my hip with his free hand as he sits on his knees. My shoulders dig into the mattress as he lifts the rest of me up. My legs are now wrapped around his back. He thrusts into me with his cock as his three fingers curl back, hitting that spot with merciless attention.
I try to squirm up the bed, away from him as tears burn my eyes, but his fingers dig into me, his strong grip holding me still.
I want to tell him again to stop, but I know it’s utterly pointless. Hopeless. Pathetic to even try.
“Stop fighting it, Sau,” he grunts, slapping his hips into me. “Just relax and let it happen. Squirt all over my cock as I fuck you hard.”
I whimper as his cock suddenly pulls out of me and pushes back in with a tenderness that feels almost gentle despite the pain.
“You like this, don’t you? Not some fucking anatomical reaction, is it? You like being tied up and taken by a realman.”
He grunts as he sinks deep into me, his fingers flexing fast against my G. My body shakes as my teeth clench.
“Fuck you,” I rasp.I don’t like this. I like my sweet Caden. I like how I can trust him not to hurt me.
“You are,” he chuckles as he keeps pushing against the tears inside me, the slight burn becoming a quiet numb that is slowly fading. “You’re squeezing my cock like a good little whore, so desperate, so needy. Your swollen clit wants me to kiss it, doesn’t it? Wants me to soothe the pain.”
He presses his thumb against the piercing, and my ass muscles clench from the ripples of agony exploding from it.
“Go...fuck yourself,” I correct.
“I’d much rather stay fucking you.” The humor falls from his eyes as his lips flatten. “Now come for me, Sau. I won’t ask again.”And the way hesaysit, a clear threat coloring his tone, has me shaking around his cock.
“No,” I grunt as sweat glistens across every inch of my body from the sheer control I’m using to force my orgasm down.I can show him it’s just anatomy.I can show him I only wanthim. Not the pain.Squeezing my eyes shut, I shake my head.No. I won’t come. I won’t –
I cry out as I jerk beneath him under powerful tidal waves of pleasure that drag me to the bottom of the ocean. And still more waves come, crushing and crashing over me ashis fingers pull out to grab my hip. He picks up his pace, slamming into me as I spasm around him, my legs kicking against the mattress as my back arches, and I scream. It’s too intense, too fucking intense. I’m thrashing around on the bed,buthe doesn’t let up from the brutal pace of his cock inside me.
“That’s it. Good girl,” he growls as his fingers leave bruises of ownership on my hips. “Keep coming for me, sweet girl. Keep squirting all over my cock.” He groans as he falls forward, hismaskfinding my neck. Then trailingdown to my breasts as he pushes them together to cup his cheeks. Herubs his spikes acrossa nipple, not letting me come down for even a moment,the foreign sensation of metal on fleshforcing me to stay on that high of ecstasy that’s draining every bit of energy from my limbs.
