Harsh Surrender Chapter 2

God she's beautiful, I think to myself. I know down in my gut that she wants me, but why won't she admit it? I've never felt this for anyone before; this animal need. This passion. When I feel it coming I just can't control myself, I just have to have her. All the torment and the pain that I bring to her... I know that she likes it, that she has that animal need too. I only do it so I can see the spark of passion in her eyes. But now she's just so damned defiant.. what's that about anyway?

Wooosh...Crack! The horse crop made a horrible sound when I hit her with it, but I don't care, her pain was their pleasure. I draw back my arm to strike her once creamy smooth thighs again. My cock twitches, telling me I'm ready. "You want me don't you, you bitch. You want me to shove my cock in you so hard that you scream." My voice sounds harsh and raspy, but I see her shiver in delight.

Laying there moaning and thrashing about in her pleasure she gasps out "No..I don't want you like this.." I know she's lying so I reached forward and grasped her nipple between my fingers and pinched it hard.

"Don't lie to me slut; You enjoy this. I can see it in the hardness of your nipples and the sweet juices dripping from your twat."

I move my fingers down from her nipple trailing them across her smooth stomach and down to her sleek thighs, once smooth but are now covered in red, angry welts, some just deep enough to bleed. Grinning to myself I lean forward as I bring my hand back up to roughly slide two of my fingers inside of her. "You know you love this." I mutter before before I run my tongue across her clit. "Why don't you just say so?"

She still refuses to speak, she just takes my awesome torture for everything its worth. I want her to say that she wants me, and my animal needs; But I know that she won't so I take it upon myself to force it out of her.

I can hear my chuckle echo softly in the darkness. Her juices are dripping now, I can smell them; the sweetness makes my cock spring to life throbbing with need for release. I reach under the bed for her favorite toy and turn it on low so she can hear the soft buzz.

At the noise she gasps and starts to squirm, opening her legs wide and thrusting her hips up, her pussy open and dripping, waiting for me to shove it in. I smile to myself; ignoring her swollen twat I move right to her nipples and using the very tip of the toy to circle them, making them harder than what they were. She moans aloud.

"You like that don't you?" I say as she tries to stifle her pleasure noises. But I hear her just the same. My ears are attuned to it. Hell, my nerve endings are attuned to her. "You just have to say one thing and it'll all be over." I continue to torture her nipples with her vibrating toy.

"I won't" She says "I won't say it, I won't give in." But I know that she will, she always does, its just a matter of time. I know its going to happen soon because her breath is coming in sharp, deep pants and gasps.

I smile to myself as she still tries to deny her need, her want. "You won't?" I say as I slowly trail the toy down her body and press it firmly against her swollen nub and her scream cuts through the darkness, making the hairs rise up on my skin. "Are you sure?" I ask.

"No!" she says through a gasp as she rocks her hips against the toy and its sweet, torturous vibrations. "No, you're not sure?" I say moving the toy away to tease her, knowing what she wants but unwilling to give it to her with this artificial cock.

"Oh God! I want you! Fuck me! Please!" I smile as she begs me to fuck her, to please her, to help her fly to could nine and sink to the depths of hell at the same time. I can't resist as I ask, "Are you sure?"

"Yes! Push me! Pull me! Just do it! I need you, please!" She pleads and at this I can picture her eyes watering with want and need, even desperation for the passion that holds us both prisoner in our own skin. The passion that holds us prisoner in our love that we both have but neither of us want to admit to having; and unrequited love if you will.

I slowly crawl up the length of her body, pressing her into the mattress. I feel her warm breath against the skin on my face, making the hairs there dance; sending shivers down my spine and my cock twitch against her warm and dripping twat. She rocks her hips against mine trying to force me to enter her, but I hold back.



It just keeps getting more and more interesting doesn't it?
Wanna see what happens next? Read Harsh Surrender Chapter 3



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