Her sleep disrupted by the pull upon her limbs, wrenching her from the dreams of him, still held in darkness. All she hears is heavy breathing and the pounding of her heart. She does not know if it is her own, or that of her assailant. No words are spoken as she fights blindly against the confines of His hold. The sharp clink of metal slapped upon her wrists, spreading her arms painfully wide. Her legs, pinned under him. She tries to find her voice, trying to scream, she parts lips wide.
How he can see in the dark she does not know, but a ball gag is shoved between them. Cutting off all hope but short whimpers... trying to breathe only as her heart races. One calloused hands runs rough down left thigh, slapping on a cuff painfully. She is racing through mad thoughts as the second cuff falls to right ankle, effectively spreading her upon a bar. She is helpless, but still she fights it none the less. Her body moving in the small offerings of her confine. She feels His rough hands ripping away the fabric of her sleeping gown, laying her bare to jim. A hood is placed over her head, before she hears the click of the light switch.
The bed groans as he climbs back upon it... sharp slaps raining upon tender flesh that has never known such treatment. Panic reigns in her mind. Blood rushing from each spot that his hand punishes. The torture of his touches continues harsher with each touch... pinching painfully upon tender skin... nipples pulled and twisted... His hand continues lower, snaking between splayed thighs... slapping harshly at her clit. Four fingers plunge deep into her cunt, painfully stroking as he leans closer... whispering harshly...'you whore, you want this don't you, you were begging to be fucked like the dirty lil cum sucking bitch you are, weren't you..." slap, slap, slap against her thigh...his fingers still punishing as hand is pulled free, slamming deeply within her his fist, working hand further and further. His other hand still punishing upon her breasts, she knows that bruises will abound upon her flesh in the morning...
For some reason, even before she knows it, her pleas for and end to this torture, an escape... turn to pleas for release at a whole new level. Begging him to not stop... not that he could understand the words around the girth of the ball gag; but her body betrays this wantonness. Her hips reaching up to meet the ravaging strokes of his fist within sopping cunt.
She hears his voice again, torturing with his knowledge of her flesh, 'that's it you lil whore... just ready to be fucked harder and longer, begging to be treated like the slut that you can only dream of being... cum for me whore... NOW... cum for me like the dirty lil bitch you are." Feeling the release of her fluids racing along his forearm, still moving within her. Knowing well that she is at his mercy.
He pulls his fist from her cunt, reaching to remove the ball gag from her mouth... His arm held before her lips. "Clean it, bitch." A shocked whimper escapes her, the first sound unhindered from her, as her tongue dutifully reaches out lapping at his flesh, cleaning the taste of her from his skin.
Still held control in iron, he offers the engorged head of His cock to her open mouth. Knowing she will not resist, he shoves it deeply into her – filling her mouth completely. His strokes rough and purposefully in her warm mouth – using her solely for his pleasure now... each drive deeper, holding full to the hilt, as she squirms under him, deprived of breath, moans growled from deep within, pulling back only slightly as his load is shot against her throat, pulling back further as He milks the last of his seed in spurts upon her face. His finger reaching to gather at bit of the white cream; tracing his name across ample chest.
"I knew you would soon be pushed beyond those walls you try to hide behind, slut... you will not easily raise them again, not to me, ever again. Do you understand, bitch?" He demands of her. Small whispers of breath acknowledge her obedience.
