He slithered up between my legs with a snarl upon his face. He was a lion taking his prey. I felt helpless and timid underneath him. His left hand wrapped around my throat and I sucked in a breath. My eyes closed and I felt his head move to my left ear.
“I own you,” he whispered in my ear.
I shuddered and let out a gasp.
“This cunt…” he hissed, as his right hand moved between my legs, “is mine.”
I gurgled a whimper.
His hand pressed against my cunt and I was already wet.
“You little slut. You’re already wet,” he jeered into my ear. I knew his teeth were bared.
I was a fish out of water gasping for air as his hand tightened around my throat causing my cunt to gush even more.
“Ohh, you fucking, filthy little slut,” he spat at me pausing a moment. “What are you?” He asked, letting my throat go just enough to speak.
My chest was heaving and my body betrayed me. I caught my breath and muttered, “Your, fucking, filthy, little slut.”
“Again,” he barked pushing two fingers inside me.
I was trying to keep from coming as I forced out, “Your, fucking, filthy, little slut.”
“Again,” he snapped, hitting my g-spot.
My body trembled violently as I moaned, “Your, fucking, filthy, little slut.”
“That’s right,” he cooed and proceeded to break me till I cried.
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