Chapter 10
Kitlyn
I wouldn’t yield. I kept my mouth tightly shut. There's no way I want this deranged fucker shoving his tongue anywhere in my body. He kept pushing hard against my lips, but I refused to budge. I struggled to breathe through my nose as his mouth came crashing down on mine.
I was doing pretty good until the bastard bit my bottom lip, sending a stabbing pain through my cheek. He won. I gasped, opening to breathe, and his tongue slid right in like a rattlesnake coiling around its prey. I could smell him. His scent was masculine and mysterious.
So, this is how pheromones work?
I wasn't familiar with his natural scent, but it didn't repulse me. His tongue continued to dance the tango with mine. My senses were overloaded. I was confused because I felt myself kissing him back, which scared me.
To my horror, my body reacted to his criminal assault on my goddamn mouth. I felt a spark pulse through me like a bolt of electricity.
Oh, what is happening?
Why is my body behaving this way towards this quack?
His mouth was just as demanding as he was. He nibbled and licked at my lips while bathing the inside of my mouth with the wet organ. A small groan escaped my throat.
I was getting turned on!
My body stiffened at the revelation. The smell of him and the fucking way he just took over my senses clouded my judgment. My Judas body gave in, and I didn't like it. Then, just as quickly as he swooped down on my mouth, he abruptly pulled away.
My shame was insurmountable. I felt like I wanted to curl up and die. I could feel my whole body heat up in embarrassment from the sheer humiliation I felt. The triumphant look on his face only made me feel worse. He had won and wasn't about to let me forget it.
"Hmmm, it seems like my pet enjoyed that kiss. I bet your cunt is nice and wet for me.”
I looked at him, my eyes blazing with fury. Was I angry with him or more upset with myself for responding like a shameless whore? I lashed out at him the only way I knew how…. with my venomous tongue.
“Please don’t flatter yourself. I couldn’t hate you more. I find you revolting. I had to act like I enjoyed your nonconsensual assault for fear of being punished. My ass can’t take another violent spanking from you!”
His smile took on an evil look, scaring the hell out of me as he gazed over my naked body lying before him.
“Is that right, Kitty? Well, let’s see just how much you hate me and how badly my touch revolts you.”
Before I could reply, he spread my legs roughly, causing me to gasp.
The move was swift and unexpected. He had a habit of surprising me by pulling and yanking at me without warning.
His gaze fixed on my exposed sex, as he licked his lips.
He looked like the devil himself as he wiggled his index finger up at me, grinning.
“Let’s see how much you hate my guts, Kitten.”
I could feel my face burning with humiliation. I was mortified because I knew exactly what his intentions were. Without thinking, I closed my legs, hoping that would deter him from violating me. Who the hell was I kidding?
This asshole was going to do whatever he wanted. He let out a deep sigh as he reached out and slapped me hard on both thighs, leaving two large prints on my sensitive skin. I howled in pain; the tears threatening to fall again. “Open those legs as wide as you can right now!"
He commanded, not too happy with my reluctance.
"I promise this will not be painful; as a matter of fact, I think you may enjoy it.”
Oh, Jesus! Here comes the ultimate humiliation.
I grabbed at the sheet, clenching the satin fabric in both hands, opening my thighs as far as they would go. I lowered my eyes, unwilling to look into my tormentor's face. He wouldn't allow me a shred of dignity or an escape from those evil grey pools that bore into me.
“Oh no, you don’t. You don't get to turn away. I want to see your face as I stroke that pussy. Let me see just how much you hate me.”
I looked up at him, wishing I could fall through the floor. My embarrassment swallowed me whole as he continued to torment me. He laughed cruelly as his finger gently entered my vagina. He moved it in and out multiple times before withdrawing the shiny digit, degrading me even more.
He smiled evilly. “Hmmm…. holy fuck, I’m impressed at how well you pretended to be turned on.”
He bent the glistening digit back and forth, waving it at me. "This finger right here tells a different story. Look how wet it is! Your pussy seems to like me.”
A tear rolled down my cheek as he watched with a sinister smile. He wouldn’t let up. He took pleasure in belittling me and relished watching the horrified expression on my face. My took great satisfaction in my humiliation.
With an evil grin, he took the same finger, already coated with my juices, and gently massaged the little knot between my legs.
I tried my best to keep my mind on something other than the sensations pulsing through my sex as I gripped the sheets tighter.
I would rather poke hot needles in my eyes than submit to him.
I could feel the electrical pulses infiltrate my senses as he worked my swollen bud. It was almost impossible not to become aroused. I mean, the clitoris has thousands of sensitive nerve endings.
How could I be blamed if he stroked all that vulnerable flesh? I could feel my breath quicken as he expertly continued massaging the deceitful little nub.
I almost jumped off the bed when he inserted another finger into my sex while adding more pressure on my clit. No matter how hard I tried not to give in to the sensations he forced me to endure, I couldn’t control myself.
Through half-slit eyes, I could see the smirk on his face as my body responded to his ministrations on my hungry pussy. My hips involuntarily humped against his hand as he manipulated me into a frenzy.
My eyes rolled back when I heard him laugh.
Just as I felt my orgasm building deep within my core, he suddenly stopped.
I kept my fists by my sides, squeezing the sheets in frustration.
I was so angry at this asshole for putting me through such an embarrassing experience; it took all my self-control not to kick him in the mouth.
If it weren’t for the fact that he was twice my size and the sick, twisted punishment he would inflict upon me, I would have hocked a loogie in his face right then and there.
He was still sitting next to me on the edge of the bed, holding up his wet finger while staring at me with an evil grin on his face.
“I believe you lied to me, kitty cat. The minute I put my finger in that greedy pussy, it came out soaked. I don’t like liars.
You weren’t faking anything to keep from being punished.
I am going to train you to endure being disciplined soon enough.
Consider this a lesson for being deceitful.
I will punish you more harshly if you lie to me again. Now, open your mouth.”
What the fuck did he want now??
I had no idea what he was up to this time, but I needed to know. “Why do you want me to open my mouth?”
He raised a brow, smirking. “Always so curious. I won't hurt you or stick my dick down your throat if that is what you are worried about. Just do as I say.”
Feeling my stomach knot up in apprehension, I did as I was told, wondering what sick, demented thing he was going to do to me now. He rubbed his wet finger against my bottom lip, smearing my juices along the plump, pink flesh.
“I want you to suck my finger clean of all your cream. Let me watch you revel in your hatred of me.”
I squinted my eyes, shooting daggers at him, but didn’t say a word. I was so angry at him and myself. Him for kidnapping me and making me his sex slave, and myself for responding to that goddamn kiss.
If I just hadn’t let that moan escape my lips, I most likely wouldn’t be here lying naked on this bed while he smeared my lips with my juices. He shoved the digit into my mouth, ordering me to suck.
“If you leave one drop of your nectar on my finger, I will leave you restrained, naked, and spread-eagle on my bed until I come back later this morning. So, make sure you do an excellent job. I want you to pretend you’re sucking a cock.
Make it count. You owe me. Now, get to it. I need to get out of here shortly.”
God, I wanted to bite his nasty finger right off his hand!!! He pumped in and out like he was fucking my mouth, all the while chuckling while he embarrassed me more.
“That’s it, darling. You're going to be a fucking obedient little whore for me. Lick it for me like a good girl. Let me feel your tongue swirl around that tasty finger full of your cunt juice.” I could feel the tears running down my face as I licked and sucked on his digit.
I acted like it was the best treat in the world. I sucked and licked that thing like it was a delicious chocolate ice cream cone. It tasted tangy, with a hint of salt. I wasn’t upset about licking my fluid.
I was furious because he was using it to degrade me even more. After he finally finished getting his kicks, he pulled the glistening digit from my mouth and inspected it closely.
I swallowed hard, not knowing if he was going to grant me a reprieve from being chained naked to his bed all day. I felt I would rather take the spanking than all this fucking humiliation. I could feel the blush on my cheeks as he looked at me. He winked and smiled.
This fucking guy was not playing with a full deck.
“Well, princess, I must compliment you on a job well done. There doesn’t seem to be any hint of you left on my finger. Now kneel in front of me.”
I scrambled to my knees, sinking slightly into the mattress as I balanced myself. I figured if I listened and didn’t give him any reason to punish me, he would finally leave me the hell alone.