Every ounce of strength being used to force me off of you but it's no use. No matter how hard you struggle, you lie there, helpless and vulnerable. Your previous rapist sitting over you, giggling and smiling at how hopeless and cute you look. The terror in your eyes, the flashback of a few nights ago being replayed in your pathetic mutt brain.
Knee against your cunt, I begin kissing at your neck, marking you up, licking every bit of my property. You taste so precious darling. So much better than last time. Your disgusted groans of pleasure that fight every instinct based on what's happening begin to make their appearance. You can't HELP but enjoy this. This is how it was always meant to be between us. You underneath me, crying, scared, ashamed. Your body says otherwise though. Happiness, excitement, joy? Maybe you're just a bit of a closet freak who needed some handholding to what she really desired. Being used as a toy, a pathetic little cockslave to the man who raped you. My most prized possession.
I rip off your shorts, cunt already dripping, your head turning away in embarassment. I redirect you too look at me, "Eyes here girly. It'll make it go faster. Plus it's a sign of respect." More tears begin flowing out, unable to change anything, just like last time. I slowly begin teasing your clit why my middle finger, rubbing it up and down as I begin inching toward you. Taking the underwear out of your mouth, I whip out my filthy cock and maneuver it along your lips. "Open. Now." You hesitate and spit up at me. "Now, now, that just won't do, will it?"
Both hands used to open up mouth as I jam my cock down your throat, all the way to the base. "Don't bite or I'll blow your fucking brains out, on the spot." Reluctant, you begin rocking your head back and forth, stroking my dick with your tongue and mouth, drool seeping out the sides of your stretched mouth. "See, it's not so bad." You roll your eyes...
A few minutes pass, your constant gagging and teary eyed head game put me on the edge of climaxing. I pull out and jam it into your pussy. You yelp out in pain and start bursting into tears as the imminent entrance makes me blow out a stream of cum, constantly giving aggressive thrusts to make sure you take it all like a good girl. As I finish emptying myself, I roll you over on your stomach, lean over and whisper into your ears "time for round 2 love" as you feel this sharp pain from your ass shoot up through your entire body. The pure shock sending you to tearful moans of pleasure. "S-s-sir, please, no."
"That's not how this works sweetie. I told you last time. You. Are. Mine." Each pause given with a violent bump against your ass. "And I will do what I please to your whore body as long as it makes me happy." Hands against your hips, grabbing you firmly, almost squeezing the life from your stomach area. Minutes pass with a constant back and forth between wanting to put up a fight or just lying down like a good pillow princess and just waiting for me to be done.
As I wrap things up with you, I hold you close and congratulate you for being so cooperative and making my job a but easier. "Make sure to tell Sarah she has my thanks. She's a real good friend so try to keep her around will ya? Until next time, my favorite victim."
