“Did you think your punishment wouldn’t?” I push deeper inside her, watching her bite her lips as I do.
“It’s too big.” She’s breathless and her chest heaves beneath me.
The friction with little lube is making it harder to enter her, but the sadist in me is liking the pain I cause.
Penance for all this trouble.
Payment for her crime.
If she thought her tale with me would be a love story, she now knows how wrong she was.
Fucking the villain hurts.
Her tight little hole constricts my cock causing my heart to stop for a second. My dick fits so well and yet is being squeezed to almost painful limits. How am I supposed to resist someone who makes me feel this way? Her tight asshole, her pouty lips kissing me, her intoxicating moans, and the heat of her body that has become my everything right now.
She starts to meet my thrusts, clinging on to me for dear life as her walls contract around my shaft.
“That’s right,” I coo. “Let that orgasm come. You like having this ass fucked.”
She nods as she meets my next thrust with as much force as I give.
I’m the dominant one, the male, the alpha, and yet it’s my heart that flutters with excitement that she likes the fucking pain as much as I do. I have the strong, intense feeling this is going to be the start of something new, something amazing, and I can’t wait to see where it leads us. Hell, I’m stupid enough to think it’s going to be easy or like some sort of fairy tale with a road that leads unerringly to happily ever after. But right now, she’s mine. I have her. All is good in the world. My world.
“Now, Lyriope. Come now,” I demand as I play with her clit. I feel my balls drawing up, but I want to see her completion first.
With a cry, she obeys, her head arching back as she explodes. Her convulsions cause her ass to close like a vise around my cock, each contraction having a strength I’m absolutely incapable of resisting.
As I finally explode in the glorious release I’ve been craving, my cum shooting into her tight ass, Lyriope’s lips press hard against mine, building our bond even more intensely.
She is mine.
I’m sure of it, and no matter how hard it becomes, or who demands it, I have absolutely no intention of ever letting her go again.