Page 111 of A Foster Fling

“Will you ever go to the office without me escorting you again?”

I shook my head.

“Will you ever fawn over another man the way you did Antonio?”

I shook my head.

“Will you promise to always be mine?”

I shook my head.

Oh no! Wait–

Raul suddenly withdrew and forced me over on my back. My relief from his assault was short-lived. He dragged me to him, adjusting my legs to wrap around him before carefully reseating himself in my ass as he returned his hand to my mouth to mute my squeal.

With his free hand, my brother reached around and unclasped my bra, leaving me as naked and vulnerable beneath him as he was clothed and in control. I felt the buttons of his shirt press against my skin as leaned over me to kiss my tears, as if he was making love to me rather than raping me.

“Will. You. Promise. To. Always. Be. Mine. Salma?”

I nodded, too afraid to give him any other answer.

“Words,” he whispered into my ear as he released his hand from my mouth and moved it to grip my throat..

“Yes, Raul. I promise.” I was barely able to speak.

He kissed down my neck and neck. “You’re my good girl. My good, sweet girl.Si?”

“Yes, Raul.”

“You tried to push me away, but where is my dick at, Salma?”

I shook my head.

“Say it,mi princesa.”He flexed his hips to emphasize each syllable. “Say the words, baby girl. I want to hear them. Be a good girl and I will reward you.”

Hoping he might stop, I swallowed my pride, closed my eyes, and said what he wanted. “Your…your dick is…in…my ass.”

“Again, but this time look at me, wrap your arms around my neck, and add ‘sir’ to the end. Prove to me that I own every part of you, not just your body.”

With tentative movements, I put my hands on his collarbone. The indignity and degradation made the words almost impossible to get off my tongue. Tears leaked out the corners of my eyes and ran into myhair HowI managed to still have more to cry, I will never know.

I looked into his eyes. “Your dick is in my ass, sir.”

“Mmm. It is. Good girl.” One hand began teasing my clit while his mouth and fingers pinched my nipples. “I’m showing you exactly who you belong to, baby girl,” he groaned as he ran kisses down my body before returning to my breasts.

He sucked a nipple deep into his mouth and started to grind the underside of his palm into my clit and finger my pussy as he increased the force of his thrusts. Zaps of pain and pleasure ran along my nerves. My chest rose off the bed. It hurt. God, it fucking hurt so bad.

“Raul,” I moaned.

“I don’t want you to forget this, Salma. Everytime you move tonight, or sit on your tender rear, you will remember how I claimed you as my own. How I disciplined you with a spoon and took your pussy, then disciplined you with my belt and took your ass. It’s mine, baby girl. All mine. Mine to love, mine to punish, mine to fuck. All mine,” he growled, pivoting his hips.

He nipped up to my breast and smiled. It was so big and wide on his normally sullen face that I relaxed a little bit. He continued to finger me and I moaned louder as he was able to summon something akin to pleasure.

“You have to be quiet,princesa.Wouldn’t want your papa to know that you like to spread these legs for your older brother.” He grinned at me like a lunatic.

I think he liked the taboo aspect of our relationship. His filthy tongue spoke naughty deeds as it ravished my body, plundering inside it’s depths, taking me higher. I wasn’t sure how I felt about any of it. Raul grunted, thrusting his cock harder and deep inside of my ass, hurting me and loving me, pleasure and pain, as he chased his orgasm.

I couldn’t think. I couldn’t say anything. I couldn’t breathe. All I could do was feel. I sank deeper into that pleasurable pain as he pounded all his desire and frustrations on my body. His mouth, his fingers, his cock in the most taboo of places.

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