Chapter 9: His Bed, My Cage
Maureen
He slammed his hand against my ass, and smashed it roughly, while his other hand pinned my nipple with force.
His d**k brushed against my ass as he wrapped his two hands around my nipples from behind. pinching and rubbing them harshly.
"Please…." The words escaped my mouth, a wave of pain and pleasure coursing through me at the same time.
I just want to feel his d**k on my p**sy, which has already swallow so badly, filled with p**any water that was starting to be too much.
"Fuck me please….." I muttered under my breath, biting my tongue as he proceeded to suck my nipples. But then,in a second, the sweet sensations flowing through my body disappeared, replaced by pain. Flowing like a river.
He bit my nipples like he was chewing gum. He sucked them like fruit juice, then bit it with his teeth like it was meat. All this while his eyes were closed, and he made no sound. I couldn't tell if he was enjoying it.
When I tried to push his head away after he had been biting my nipples for a minute, he opened his eyes and shot me a dangerous gaze then continued like a starved lion and moved to my next nipple.
"Please….. master," I whispered out the words, a bit loud for him to hear it while my p**sy keep quivering.
And finally, when he had let go of me, he carried me like a doll and threw me on the bed roughly, so hard that my legs hit the bed frame, causing me to wince in pain.
"Spread your legs." His words came with force and command, making my heart skip.
I quickly positioned myself on the bed and spread my legs wide apart. When I look into his eyes, all I could see was Revenge, hatred and pain
I didn't see what I was looking for.
Lust.
Which means he doesn't find me attractive to begin with. Not to talk of him lusting over my body.
He grabbed my two legs and pulled it closer to his thigh, where his d**k hanging heavily between them.
I exhaled shakily and closed my eyes while I clutched the bedsheets.
He thrust his d**k into my slippy p**sy, and thrust on it Fastly, until I felt him inside of me. I lifted my head a little to see if his thing had fully swallowed my thing but I was mistaken.
It was only half way through it.
With force, he began to thrust in and out, making my body move in fast motion, and waves of pain clouding my body.
The deeper he went inside of me, the more it felt like my p**The sky was tearing apart. This pain was nothing compared to the first time he tried it. This is hellfire. Worse than any punishment he could ever give me in the future.
The room was filled with the sounds of my scream and the bed making a cracking sound. He had deepen his d**k fully inside of me, and it hurt so bad that I can feel it touching my womb.
He kept pounding into me with force while I screamed out my lung, gripping the bedsheets tightly to keep me from collapsing. Maybe from dying because I feel so numb right now. Like I can't feel my body. Like I was no longer in control of my body.
I stole glances at him, trying to read his face but all I saw was coldness and raw hatred in his eyes.
I wasn't enjoying it anymore. Pleasure was gone, replaced with pain, like sharp pain stinging through my virginal and it hurt like hell.
When he finally pulled out, I felt slight relief. his d**k was stained with blood, proof that he had taken my chastity.
"Please…. Master." I cried softly when he placed the cap of his c**k in my p**sky and thrust in back with force and brutality. His things moved inside of me in fast motion, making me scream out my lungs even though my voice was getting lower, but I prayed the moon goddess would touch his heart and he would let me go.
Looking at him, it seems something has taken control of him. He was no longer himself, I could tell. Hence the reason why he's not showing me mercy like the first time.
When I felt like my womb might be damage, which might make me unable to produce children in the future, I grabbed his d**k, trying to push it out of my p**say to prevent any damage but unfortunately, he slapped my hand aside, flipped me over, and slapped my ass repeatedly until I was panting, my body shaking as blood ran down my thigh.
When he tried to turn me back to face him, I pulled away in fear and covered myself with a pillow, hoping he would have mercy on me and let go of me.
.
But unfortunately, I was wrong. There was no sympathy in his eyes. Just cold and raw hatred that scares the hell out of me.
He grabbed my hair, dragged me closer, then held my legs with one hand, and then deep his four fingers inside my p**sy. While he was doing that, he maintained eye contact with me as tears streamed down my face and my breath came out in loud gasps.
" please master. I can't take this anymore." I whispered,my body was failing me. I could no longer feel my voice anymore. It was almost gone.
For the first time, I caught him smiling. Like he was enjoying the whole thing.
"We haven't even begun, slave. By the time I'm done with you. You will wish your parents never brought you into this world."
Then, he brought out the BDSM equipment. And tied my legs, while forcing my head down.
I can't believe his bed isn't jus
t a place of punishment. It's my cage.