Chapter Forty-Four
Maron
“You can’t run away from me, lisichka . That’s not how a contract works.” I step in front of Mindy, blocking her path with my body.
“Maron, I…” she licks her lips, staggering back. “You can’t keep me here against my will.”
"Why did you leave?" I calmly ask. My tone is threateningly composed; I don't sound angry at all.
“That’s none of your business, Maron.” She sounds more confident now. Which suits me just fine. “If you’re here to kill me, can we please get it over with?”
I stare at her in confusion. Why would she think that? What’s gotten into her? Not that it matters much. I will show her exactly what I came here to do and I will take my time doing it.
I turn around and seal the lock on the door behind me, sliding the key into my pocket. Her previous confidence is gone in an instant. The color fades from her cheeks as she gapes at me in terror.
“What are you going to do with me?”
I will take every hole and pleasure you in every way possible.
I will possess you so completely that you’ll forget about all the reasons you left me.
My lips part, and I exhale a breath of air. My dick swells as her body quivers.
“I’m going to change your mind about leaving me,” I murmur. I move close to her and I gently cup her face. My lips skim along her jaw, but I pull away. “Any other questions?”
She shakes her head.
“Good,” I growl, and press my palm against her chest with enough force to push her down on the couch. I undo my belt, not taking my eyes off of her. Then I lift her chin and lightly stroke her cheek. “You’re going to do as you’re told,” I say. “No questions.”
Her cheeks are flaming as she gapes at me, but she nods. She licks her lips, even though I can tell she’s slightly trembling under the intensity of my gaze. Her fear only fuels the fire burning in my loins.
"First, you will satisfy yourself, and I’m going to watch," I growl. "Just like you did in that video for Maurice. But this time, it's for me, only."
She obeys without hesitation. Her eyes never leave mine as she parts her legs and slowly lifts her dress. With her hands shaking slightly, she pulls her panties to the side.
I watch as she slowly slides her fingers between her slick folds, moaning into her knuckle. She’s dripping wet already. Afraid or not, her body betrays her. I can feel my own arousal building as I imagine my hands caressing her smooth skin.
Her clit throbs for attention and she eagerly obliges my demand, swirling her fingertip over it. She applies the perfect amount of pressure, just enough to drive herself to the edge. I can feel a primal urge surfacing in me, all the way from a deep, dark, twisted part of my being. I want to see more, to be a part of this pleasure she's giving herself. But I’m not giving in to it yet.
Another finger joins the first, mimicking what I know she wants - for me to fill her with my cock. The loose cover on the couch crumples beneath her as she fists it with one hand while the other works furiously between her thighs.
"Are you going to stand there all day," she pants. “Or are you going to help me?”
"You’re going to come first," I murmur.
She continues circling. "Oh, please, Maron."
"No."
"Bastard," she hisses and continues pleasuring herself. I can see her climax building. I know her body well already. Her expression, the shuddering of her thighs betray her. "Maron…" she’s whispering now. "I'm… coming… oh fuck… watch me…" Her teeth sink deep into her knuckle.
I smirk and watch her intently. It takes every ounce of willpower I can muster to not stand up and impale her with my cock, but I hold back. All in good time.
She can't take it any longer. With a hoarse cry, she lets herself go, releasing all control and giving in to pleasure. "Oh, my… fuck," she whimpers, grinding her hips wildly against her fingers. Her face contorts from the force of her orgasm, her thighs shake, and her juices are dripping down on the sheet beneath her.
"Not bad, lisichka, " I tell her when her orgasm begins to subside. "But we’re just getting started."
I stand up from my seat and stalk closer to her. I spread her legs wider and cup her chin. I can practically see the pulsating evidence of her arousal in her core. The scent of her orgasm engulfs me in a cloud of sheer need.
“Maron, please,” Mindy whispers in a shaky voice, begging me to touch her.
“Please what? You pissed me off," I say. “If anything, I need to teach you a lesson.”
“I did nothing wrong,” she fires back. “You had me kidnapped me first. It’s illegal.”
Insolent girl.
“You ran away, lisichka .” I growl, just inches away from her lips. “You don’t run from me and get away with it.”
"Please don't hurt me," she says, barely above a whisper.
“Then apologize.”
“I’m sorry,” she says.
“Mean it,” I order.
“I’m sorry,” she repeats, her body shaking. “It… it won’t happen again.”
“I’m not convinced. Stand up.”
Slowly, she stands, her gaze locked on me. The air in the room is thick with unspoken tension. She’s never seen this side of me, and I can tell she has no idea what to expect. Uncertainty flickers in her eyes, searching for any hint of softness in my expression. She doesn’t find any. She just stands there, looking like a deer in headlights, bracing herself for my next demand.
“Take off your clothes.” She obeys. She slowly removes the dress I bought her, making a show of it. Her eyes never leave mine as she stands in front of me in her bra and panties. She crosses her arms in front of her, shivering.
“I’m cold, Maron.”
“I don’t care. Take off the bra.” I growl. “And the panties.”
She knows better than to refuse. With shaking hands, she slowly slides the straps of her bra down her shoulders, and those fucking gorgeous breasts are revealed. I let my eyes feast on them, feeling my cock hardening against my trousers. Then, her panties follow. She gently slides them down her leg, letting it drop to the floor. I can tell she’s so wet that she’s practically dripping.
“My turn,” I say.
I pull the zip of my pants down, allowing my dick to spring free. Then, I unbutton my shirt and let it drop behind me, watching as her eyes follow the movement of my hands. Stripping off the rest of my clothes, I stand bare before her. Her gaze travels up and down my body. She licks her lips and presses her inner thighs closer together as if trying to hide the evidence of her arousal.
“That’s better,” I say and push her down onto the couch again. Then, I reach over to my jacket and retrieve the items I fetched from my wardrobe before I left: the gag ball and a bright orange vibrator from my pocket. I step close to her and speak into her ear.
“I will fuck you until you faint.” Her eyes fly wide with a mix of fear and lust as she stares at me, which turns me on even more. “But before that…”
I push the vibrator against her pussy and press a button on it until it emits an electrical charge. She winces at the sensation and her cheeks run red. I touch her with my finger on the pad of her button. That unleashes a full litany of expletives.
“Aaggh…” she cries. “You’re a bastard.”
I’m standing between her open legs.
“Am I?” I ask, admiring the growing wetness between her thighs. The view of her throbbing core and the expression on her face is everything. Her mouth is hanging open and she’s panting from the rhythmic sensation against her sex. I dip the dildo inside her, sending electric charges through her body. “You want to be fucked, lisichka? Your pussy's dripping wet,” I say.
“Yes,” she whispers.
“Open your mouth,” I order.
“Maron, don’t,” she begs, but I have no mercy on her.
“Open,” I say sternly and strap the gag ball into her mouth. “Remember, you brought this on yourself," I say while increasing the intensity of the vibrator. The jolt takes her by surprise. She moans, biting down on the ball in response.
“Vou Avvhole,” she tries to say, but the gag is making it hard for her to speak, muffling her cursing and desperate pleas. I show no her no mercy. I set the dildo to maximum and watch her as she loses control. She bucks, screams, her face contorts, and her entire body shakes from the intensity of the sensation between her legs until she reaches her orgasm.
By now, my erection is nearly painful. I’ve never wanted to fuck anyone so much in my life.
“Are you going to try to run from me again?” I ask, rising above her. Her thighs are still shaking and she’s barely catching her breath.
“Ummph…” I take off the gag ball. “Fuck… maybe,” she whimpers.
“Maybe?”
“You asshole! You fucking kidna-”
I clamp my hand over her mouth. “Sshh, lisichka ," I wait until her shaking subsides, then remove my hand from her mouth.
I rise and force my way between her lips. “And now you’re going to suck my cock.” The head of my dick receives a wet kiss of greeting. “Good girl.” I slide into her mouth until her nose is buried in my pubic hair. “You’re mine, Mindy, do you understand? No fucking man will ever touch you but me.”
“Uuummph…” I don’t care what she wants to say. I just keep driving into her throat with force. The pleasure builds and builds until I'm right on the edge, every thrust pushing me closer to release. " Eto pravil'no, detka ," I groan, just before I reach my peak. A guttural grunt escapes my lips as I explode into her mouth like a fucking cum fountain. My body shudders as waves of hot ecstasy fill me.
I give myself a minute to recover, pumping the last drops of my cum down her throat. Once my balls are empty, I pull my cock from her hungry mouth with a pop. I can tell by the look on her face that she wants more of it, but I’m the one making the rules. And right now, I want to lick her beautiful pussy until she faints.
“Lie down,” I bark out and she obeys without hesitation. Her eyes are hungry as she looks at me and it’s evident that she enjoys being told what to do. I drop between her splayed thighs and begin to tongue her relentlessly. I keep doing that for minutes, not stopping until her body goes stiff with desire.
She moans and thrashes beneath me as she orgasms again, completely consumed by the sensation. "Fuck," she cries out, "lick me you asshole!" As her body quakes and shudders in ecstasy, I continue to lick her and suck on her with an insatiable hunger. Her fingers clutch my hair, urging me on as I bring her to yet another orgasm. My cock throbs and aches with need again. I can’t fucking take it anymore. I know I have to be inside her and right fucking now.
“And now I will fuck that dripping wet pussy of yours,” I say. I place the vibrator at her entrance before thrusting it deep inside of her. “Do you like this, lisichka? ”
“Yes!” she cries.
“Then you can’t have it.” I take it away to punish her.
“Fuck you,” she moans.
I am loving this game and I can tell that she is too. Her juices continue to flow freely from the mixture of pleasure and pain, glistening on her skin like hot resin.
“I have something better for you.” I slide my hands up her legs, hitching her thighs wide open. Then, I place my dick at her dripping entrance, and with one savage thrust, I’m inside her. Mindy tries to open her mouth, but her lips stick together. Her body is stiff from the force of my first thrust. When her lips finally part, she can only force out four words.
“Fuuuuck! Please… don’t stop!”
I couldn’t stop even if I wanted. Instead, I go faster, harder, our bodies colliding in pleasure as I pound into her like a man possessed.
“Aaahhh!” she cries. “You’re… it’s… too big.”
“You can…” thrust, “take…” thrust, “my dick,” thrust, “ lisichka! ”
Her inner muscles are pulsing up and down my shaft, as she stretches herself to fit all of me.
“Oohhh!” Her screams are uncontrollable now. “Fuck… me…Maron… yes… fuuuck!”
So, I do. I fuck her like there’s no tomorrow, fast and savage, leaving her hardly any time to breathe between one orgasm and the next. Our hips meet brutally each time, sending her over the edge over and over again.
“Is this what you wanted, lisichka ?”
“You… fucking… bastard,” she pants. Sweat drips, moans mix, and I fuck her into umpteenth orgasm.
I lose myself in the moment. The raw sexuality and desire of this woman still take my breath away. The pleasure derived is almost more than I can take, yet I can’t get enough of her. The moment I feel her spasming on my cock for at least the sixth time in a row, I let myself go. The dam between my legs bursts, all while she’s in the middle of another earth-shattering orgasm. We stare at each other like wild animals as I pump into her, absorbing the full effects of our time together. As I spill my cum deep into her core, her hips buck against me with even more force than before. I can tell that she’s on the verge of fainting from the sheer pleasure.
Then, something happens that surprises even me. Hot wet liquid engulfs the base of my cock as she squirts her juices on me, with an intensity I’ve not experienced with her before. I didn’t even know it was possible to squirt with that kind of power. I continue to pump my cock into her spasming pussy allowing her to fully ride out her climax.
Bozhe moy!
It’s the hottest, most wicked thing I’ve ever felt in my life. She just redefined the concept of sexual satisfaction, turning it on its head. She’s fucking unbelievable.
As I finally collapse on top of her, struggling to regain my sense of reality, Mindy lies sprawled on the couch, her chest heaving with labored breaths. We are both spent and unable to speak after our marathon of carnal delights. All in the locker room of New York High.
With our limbs tangled together, slick with sweat and other fluids, we both fall into a deep slumber.