Chapter 27 #2
I drag my fingers over her trembling skin. “Every fucking hole. Is mine.” I grab her jaw and squeeze until she whimpers. “You’re going to feel me everywhere, Arlo.” My lips graze hers, but I don’t kiss her. I want her breath. Her fear. Her fucking soul.
I trace her lips with my finger. “Here.”
Down her throat. Her chest. Her stomach.
My finger slides back inside her pussy. “Here.” She jolts, trying to twist away.
as I slide my finger lower. “And here.” I press my finger against her ass.
She gasps, muscles clenching. “No part of you is off-limits. I know what you want, even if you won’t say it out loud.
I can make all your sick little fantasies come true.
Take you. Force you. Break you open until you forget who you are. ”
Her breath hitches. She freezes.
“You want to know what it feels like to be ruined?”
She’s mine. And I’ll carve it into her with my cock, with my fingers, with the kind of brutal worship she’ll never come back from. I’ll make her feel me long after I’m gone.
And I’m never fucking leaving.
She looks fucking perfect like this. Eyes blown wide with lust, mouth open and panting—so desperate for me she can’t even hide it. A fragile little thing seconds from breaking. Seconds from being torn apart by the monster I’ve kept buried just long enough to make her want me.
She doesn’t understand it yet. Doesn’t realize what she’s looking at.
She thinks I’m going to fuck her. But I’m going to obliterate her. And she’s going to beg for it.
Because she’s the only thing that stops the screaming in my skull. The need to destroy everything I see. And I’m the only thing that silences the pain in her. What a fucking disaster. A curse.
My curse.
My hand is massive against her inner thigh, and she flinches when I press my fingers into the heat between her legs. She’s soaked—my fucking weakness—and I drag the slick up to her mouth.
“Open.”
Slowly, her lips part, and I slide my fingers in, watching the stretch of her mouth around them. She swirls her tongue, the taste of herself coating it. Her eyes flick to mine.
I pull my fingers free and grab my belt. The moment I release my cock, her breath stutters. Her pupils dilate, flicking between fear and something filthy.
She’s folded up beneath me, wrists bound to the headboard, ankles cinched tight to them in a perfect display. I crouch over her chest, lining my cock up with her lips. The tip brushes her mouth and her head shakes faintly, but she obeys.
“Open that smart fucking mouth, Arlo.”
Her throat clamps around me as I ram deep, hips rolling, my size overwhelming her. Her eyes tear up instantly.
“Relax your throat.” I palm the back of her skull and force more of me down. Her nose presses to my skin. My balls slap her chin.
She’s choking. Gagging. Her throat convulsing, trying to fight me off. I pull back and let her suck in a gasping, wheezing breath, watching spit and precum glisten down her chin.
Then I slam back in.
Her whole body jerks. Metal cuffs rattle against the headboard. Her legs try to writhe, but she’s trapped.
I thumb her clit while she gags on me, her throat bulging with every thrust. She tries to shake her head.
“Take it. Take my cock, little one.”
I reach between her thighs and jam three fingers into her tight little pussy. She moans, the sound muted around my cock. I watch her twitch, trying not to come from the overstimulation.
She’s soaking. Squeezing. Fucking dripping.
I curl my fingers, grinding against the spot that makes her squirm. Then I drag my thumb down—pressing against the tight pucker of her ass.
She stiffens, eyes flying wide, a garbled cry rising in her throat.
“Every. Fucking. Hole.”
I push my thumb inside, stretching her open while I fuck her mouth and fill her cunt. She’s completely impaled. There’s no air. No room. No thought left in her head but me.
I lose it. My hips jerk forward hard, my cock slamming into the back of her throat as I come. I don’t pull out. I want her to choke on it, to swallow it all. My hand fists in her hair as I grind against her mouth, keeping her nose buried against me until her body shudders.
I finally release her, pulling my cock free. Her lips are red and ruined. Cum leaks down her chin.
She’s panting, spit and tears slicking her cheeks.
“Priest…” she breathes, “I—I—”
I slap her cunt and she cries out, body lurching in the restraints.
“You don’t fucking speak.”
She sobs, nodding.
“You don’t fucking come unless I say so. Understand?”
She nods again.
I grip her face, squeezing her cheeks, forcing her lips into a pout. I stare into her eyes. There’s nothing left but me in there. I spit on her, watching it drip down her chin.
“You are mine to use, Arlo. You’ll do everything I tell you to, and you’ll thank me for it, won’t you?” I release her face, letting her gasp against the air I own.
“Yes.”
I line myself up and slam into her tight little cunt in one brutal thrust. Her scream tears through the room, her back arching against the restraints. The cuffs bite into her wrists and ankles, the metal bruising the tender skin I’ve already marked.
She’s so fucking small—so tight—that my hips jerk forward without control, every inch of me swallowed by her.
“Fuck,” I growl, withdrawing halfway and ramming back into her, harder. My balls slap against her ass. “Tight little thing. You were made for this.”
Her body shudders as I bury myself deeper. I grip her throat again, not to stop her breath—yet—but because I want to feel her break under me. Her eyes glaze, her mouth falling open, her cunt tightening around me.
She can’t take me. But I’ll force her to.
Force every fucking tear from her body.
Each thrust makes the bulge in her stomach more visible, a sick satisfaction curling in my chest. I lower my face to her ear.
“Look at you. So fucking perfect when you’re being ruined.”
She whimpers something between a scream and a sob as I snap my hips harder, the new angle making her thrash beneath me. Reaching down, I trace the tight rim of her ass with my thumb. She shakes her head, writhing under me.
“Your fucking holes are mine, little one. Say it.”
“Yes—yes, they’re yours,” she sobs. “Please…”
“Now come.”
I fuck into her mercilessly, my cock stretching her open with each punishing thrust. Her whole body is shaking as I break her from the inside out.
She tries to fight the orgasm clawing through her, but it’s already ripping her apart.
Her cunt spasms around me, and I shove my thumb deep into her ass. Her scream is ragged, her walls clamping down, and I come with a brutal snarl. Filling her until I feel it leak from her, dripping down her thighs, proof of her complete fucking ownership.
She trembles as I pull out. My thumb slips free from her ass, her body collapsing into itself.
I uncuff her ankles first, then her wrists. She curls into herself, shaking, breath ragged, cum spilling from her cunt. The bruises on her skin bloom like fucking art.
She’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever destroyed.