"Oh fuck!" he said, followed by some laughter.
"I should probably gag you and just leave you like this till morning! No one is going to know. And perhaps I can get a third helping in the middle of the night!"
She tried to show her anger first, that changed to pleas as Karan's taunting increased. Only when she said that she had to pee badly did he untie her. She left without saying a word and didn't even clean up the little cum on her body that hadn't dried up. She knew the drill. After dressing she just silently tried let herself out from the window. When she winced in pain trying to stretch her legs, Karan pulled her by the waist and led her to the main door, telling her that he wasn't expecting his parents for a while. She had a very sore ass but was happy to sleep that night after the exhausting session.
Two days later, Karan demanded another go at her ass. Without ceremony or warning he had positioned her like a bitch, on her hands and knees. She did so willingly, thinking that as before he would be spanking her. But he lubed up his dick and pressed it against her asshole. In his mind, it was his right to take her however he wanted. His chauvinistic logic deduced that it was Rasika's job to pleasure and fulfill her male companion's every desire; her pleasure and comfort were secondary to his, and if they aligned, well and good. If not, she would have to lean to like it.
"No... I don't want to do this again! I told you -- only once! You said it wouldn't hurt and it does A LOT!" she said assertively, with a new-found courage uncharacteristic of her.
He tried various ways to convince her -- telling her that she would like it after the first time, that she would get used to it, or he tried to pressurize her like before, aggressively telling her that she was being a prude and giving him blue balls. Rasika knew that if he didn't get off he got very mad. So just dropped to her knees and started sucking.
Next time, he thought, when the soreness had subsided, he would try again. Frustrated he fucked her face hard, then he turned her around and started spanking her. Each slap was harder than the one before. He pushed the limit as far as possible, making sure Rasika winced each time. He was punishing her for her defiance, and he hadn't dared spank her that hard before. He got her to her feet again and before he started face-fucking her again, Rasika suggested that they try out the condom. They had discussed before that they would try putting on the condom a couple of times so that there were no hurdles when they finally had sex. She hated swallowing, so was relieved that she wouldn't have to this time. After she sheathed his dick, he bit her nipples hard and pinched them. Then he sat down on the bed and fucked her face again. She still couldn't deepthroat properly, so he always held her down till she was out of breath as he pinched her nose shut. Towards the end his pace increased ten-fold till he finally filled the condom he wore with his sperm. It was a large amount. Rasika's humiliation turned him on, since he was angry that he couldn't take her ass again he felt like being cruel. He got up, took off the condom, and held it over her face. As he looked into her eyes, he squeezed ever drop of his sperm from the condom onto her face. She hated swallowing, she hated it even more when he came on her face, this was so much worse. Rasika knew this was his way of showing his displeasure.
When she reached over to wipe the cum with her panties, he stopped her. He abused her tits as he started jacking off while straddling her. Pinching, twirling and pulling her nipples, squeezing each tit hard, he beat his meat drawing pleasure from her pain. Having just ejaculated, he lasted much longer than he normally would while jacking off. He ended up fucking her tits for the first time to finish off. He wondered why he hadn't done that before; her tits weren't huge but a good size for wrapping them around his dick. The cum on Rasika's face had dried off after spreading across her face and flowing down her cheeks and neck. The new blast deposited coated her chest and neck.
The entire session was painful for Rasika, but she consoled herself as it was still better than anal. Once she had dressed, he again felt like humiliating her, so he bent her over his knees, pulled her jeans and panties down, then spanked her hard. He still hadn't dressed, so he figured one last blowjob wouldn't hurt. With her jeans and panties still bundled up around her knees, he made her kneel and commanded her to use her mouth to get him hard again. Fortunately for Rasika, Karan's parents came home early from shopping, so they had to stop. By this time the rest of the cum had dried as well, so she hurriedly put on her panties to leave. He made her climb out from the window. Just like the previous trips back home after meeting Karan, she was very conscious of the dry cum on her body, afraid that in the packed subway people would be able to smell her. She observed that on these trips back, she always got molested more aggressively. She thought perhaps it was because of pheromones, smell of sex, and her disheveled look after meeting Karan alone that compelled strangers to instinctively target her. In the packed subway compartment, it was almost impossible to tell whose hands were squeezing her ass and groping her tits. She was so defeated after the experience with Karan today, that she didn't protest at all and let it happen. It signaled the anonymous hands to explore her more liberally. Two middle aged men followed her out on her stop and kept propositioning her. Scared, she took a much longer, busier route back home.
Another two days later, Rasika was lying face down on the rug in Karan's room, her legs pressed together, with Karan weighing heavily on top of her thrusting away into her tightest hole. This time however he pounded away mercilessly without any regard for her desperate incessant screams that developed a higher pitch each time his dick rammed into her forcefully. He lay on top of her, resting till he deflated completely, enjoying every second of her tight ass squeezing his dick. Finally, when he rolled off to clean up, his cum oozed out of Rasika's asshole.
No need to waste money on condoms from now on if he was fucking her ass, he had told her as he got up to go, when you can clean it up later. Rasika lay still on the floor, her ass cheeks still convulsing. Her loud wails, that had made her throat hoarse, had turned into soft sobs after the crescendo of wild ruthless fucking by Karan. She lay in that prone position for quite some time, her anal passage stinging, contemplating her new subservient role, waiting for her turn to clean up after Karan took a long luxurious bath.
She tried to ascertain how he had convinced her to do anal again. She was so sure that she had convinced him not to. But he had been determined to take her ass again and wouldn't take no for an answer. Prepared to manipulate her, after nothing else worked, and he saw her giving up. He pretended to give in and started fucking her pussy without protection. She panicked and squirmed to get away. Finally, he vociferously told her that she had to get him off one way or the other and refused her offer for a blowjob since he had had enough of that last time. Just as he had predicted, she thought about it for a few seconds and then lay down on her stomach.
Karan knew the power dynamics between them had shifted in his favor again. She was his bitch now. He knew that when told, she would obediently roll over onto her stomach and stay. He came out of the shower whistling, with a towel wrapped around his waist, and saw Rasika still in the same position on the floor as he had left her. He suppressed a laugh and sat down on the couch directly in front of her. She moved her chin up slightly but didn't meet his gaze. Karan sat there for a minute enjoying the power trip.
After a long wait, till he felt his dick stir again, he told her to get up, "clean up before my parents come back." As Rasika got up, she said, "Thank you." Unsteadily she limped towards the bathroom.
"It hurt didn't it?" Karan asked. She turned her body slightly and said yes, very relieved that he was showing some sympathy.
"Don't worry, you'll get used to it. It's like breaking in a new shoe. The more you use it, the faster it adjusts to your foot." She felt humiliated, and then concerned, when she saw that Karan was fully hard again. She quickly hopped to the bathroom, hoping that she won't be called to service him again. Karan resisted the urge to stroke his cock as he watched her ass make her way uneasily. He looked up at the clock and decided he would wait for her to get back to start the second round. Although he wanted to fuck her ass again, he would have to settle for a blowjob because there wouldn't be enough time for her to clean up the mess again before his parents returned from work. He rather liked the idea of her cleaning him up with her mouth each time at the end. Perhaps he would, in time, have her do it right after he fucked her ass. At first, he brushed away the idea, disgusted by the idea of her mouth on any part of his body. He then reconsidered because he didn't really kiss her anymore anyways. When he wanted to thrust his tongue into her mouth, he thought it would be fine to just have her clean it with mouthwash before they began.
Rasika slowly opened the door and peaked out, saw Karan with his legs parted and smiling lasciviously. She lowered her head but then thought that she has had enough for the day, and was going to tell him no. She limped to get her clothes. She wore her bra and top, was trying to put on her panties standing but couldn't bend easily because of the pounding she got earlier.
Karan ceased the opportunity, "come here. I'll pull it up." She came and stood in front of him, handing him her panties. Karan got up and kneeled in front of her, smelling the pleasant fruity aroma of the soap. Rasika put her feet in one by one. Karan slowly pulled up the panties as he got up. In one fluid movement, his hands left the panty strap around her waist and slid up to grab her t-shirt and lift it above her tits. Then as his hands moved down, he lowered her bra to reveal her young pert breasts. His hands moved further down and tightened their grip around her waist, commanding Rasika to kneel in front of him. He sat down on the couch and after a few seconds Rasika bend over to start sucking his cock without being prompted. Though a simple blowjob wouldn't do it for him today. He face-fucked her till he was ready to cum and then held her head down, burring his cock as deep as he could into her throat to finish.
After the wave of pleasure and heightened ego subsided a bit, and Rasika cleaned his cock with her mouth, he said to her, "I need to train you how to deepthroat now. I want you to take it balls-deep when I finish from now on. Got it?"
"Yes Sir!"
Karan's cock stirred again. He wasn't done yet. It was a pity his parents were coming home soon. If only he could keep Rasika all night, he thought. And then his eyes lit up.
"Get up and lay face down on the bed," Karan commanded and Rasika obeyed. Karan got out some scarves from the cupboard and proceeded to tie Rasika's hands and feet to the legs of the bed. Rasika just decided that she didn't have the energy to resist. But she realized that because he had orgasmed twice already, he would take much longer than before. So, she told him, "Your parents will be home soon and I also have to get back home."
