Chapter 4 #6
My legs trembled hard. His grip tightened in my hair, and he roared behind me. His movements grew more frantic as he pounded into me. He used my body and I cried out as he jerked several times hard until I felt the hot fire of his cum deep inside me.
My orgasm was still going. It hadn’t ended yet and with every surge of his seed, it deepened until I screamed.
I let go in a way I’d never done before.
I closed my eyes. I shattered and fell apart beneath him.
For the third time, I came, and I realized that I couldn’t tell up from down anymore.
My legs and fingers had gone numb. Every ounce of sensation was coming from between my legs, and it just kept going and going and when it finally all came to a head, I remembered to breathe.
“Scream for me, little girl. I want to hear it,” he growled, and he pumped hard into me one last time.
I did. I screamed for him and when my release eventually began to fade, I slumped down onto the bed in sheer sensational bliss.
I didn’t know if I’d won or I’d lost, but right now it didn’t matter. Carefully, he loosened the ties around my wrists and repositioned my arms in front of me. He rubbed my shoulders, massaging away the quiet feeling of soreness that had begun to develop there. To be honest, I hardly even felt it.
Every part of me felt languid and well used. I sighed into the bed, relishing the way he had yet to pull out of me. Unintentionally, I squeezed around him, and he chuckled as he pumped his thumb in and out of my asshole.
It hurt more now than it did before, and I whimpered a little at the feeling of it.
“You came very hard with my finger in this tight little hole, didn’t you, Natalia?” he asked, and I reflexively clenched once more.
“Yes, sir,” I whispered, and a wave of shameful contentment washed over me at the realization that I had done exactly that. He very slowly pulled his cock from my pussy and his cum dripped down my inner thigh. I hummed with mortification, but he still didn’t remove his finger from me.
He pumped it into me several more times and I whined softly at the ongoing pinch of pain that came with it.
“I enjoyed that, little girl. I know that you did too, but now that I have you here like this, I’m going to tell you how this is going to go between me and you.
I’m going to rescue your sister for you.
You are not going to come with me. You are going to stay here in my penthouse, safe and sound until I return.
If you even think about disobeying me, this little bottom hole is going to be punished with far more than my finger. Do you understand me?”
My mouth opened and closed with disbelief. How could he think I would just sit back and let him go? I could probably rescue her before him, with far more finesse and with the backing of my father and his men.
He pushed his thumb into my asshole all the way. I cried out and tensed around it.
My exhaustion weighed heavy. The hard spanking and three orgasms had taken their toll. Even now, my legs were still quivering with aftershocks from time to time and I couldn’t make them stop.
“Do I need to add another finger, Natalia?”
A fresh wave of anxious fear rolled through me.
“No, sir. I understand,” I answered quickly.
“Good girl,” he purred, and those two simple words caused a wave of relief to pass over me. My heart swelled and I didn’t quite understand why. I didn’t want to either.
Casually, he pulled his thumb free from my backside. I felt every knuckle as he did so, each one causing a fresh stinging wave to surge through me. When he finally popped free of me, I gasped, and a strange achiness was left behind.
I’d felt so full with both his cock and his finger inside me. Now I felt empty. His cum was still warm on my thighs though. There was something sordidly comforting about that.
“Lie there like that for me. I want to look at you,” he instructed softly, and I didn’t have it in me to be disobedient. There was a part of me that enjoyed him looking at me like this.
“Yes, sir,” I answered quietly.
“Every single inch of you is so beautiful, Natalia. You’re an absolute vision, your bottom and your pretty little pussy spanked bright red, your bottom hole pink and well punished, my cum dripping down your thighs,” he groaned.
I hummed with embarrassment.
“It’s gone dark outside. I bet anyone looking inside my windows would think you just as beautiful as I do,” he murmured.
I shuddered hard, my pussy tightening and forcing more of his seed from me. He leaned over me and kissed the top of my head. His cock pressed against my bottom.
He was hard again.
If he wanted to fuck me for a second time, he very well could. If I was a naughty girl, he might even do something like that. I trembled a bit at that thought, but there was a part of me that was curious about what that might be like. A sound of appreciation escaped me before I could stop it.
“That’s my good girl,” he whispered. Carefully, he gathered me in his arms and laid me down on the bed next to him. His arms wrapped around me, forcing me to cuddle with him. He didn’t clean his cum from me, nor did I ask to do so either.
He didn’t seem like the kind of man who would let me clean it off.