Abducted

by Sara Fields

  I gripped her ass then and she stilled. I spread her, revealing the tight forbidden hole that begged for my attention. She tried to tighten her cheeks in order to stop me, but that wasn’t going to work. I released her and spanked her pussy again, watching as her pink folds darkened to an even pinker color.

  She yelped in response.

  “Don’t you dare try to stop me, little human,” I murmured, and she moaned low in her throat. I gripped her ass once more, with one hand this time and pushed the cheeks apart. Her pussy convulsed as I did so, and I grinned in victory.

  Using the wetness from her pussy, I gathered it with my fingers and spread it over the top of her tight rim. Using just my thumb, I pressed it against her asshole and she struggled beneath me, trying to fight me and her own dark desires.

  But I could read her. I could see the signs of her pleasure all over her body. She turned her head to look at me with pretend fury, her face flushed with her desire. Her nipples were hard as diamonds and her cunt was wetter than ever. Her skin burned beneath my touch. She was more aroused than she realized.

  She could try to fight it, but I wouldn’t let her. Nor would the others.

  Harder and harder I pushed, and her sounds of distress grew louder. At first, she pretended to be angry, mortified, but the longer I went on, the deeper her sounds became, more aroused with every breath.

  And then my thumb breached into her asshole.

  So fucking tight. I couldn’t wait to take her ass with my cock.

  “You know, you were such a bad girl that I should fuck you here,” I murmured. Her cunt practically gushed with her wetness. I grinned.

  She wanted it. She could deny it all she wanted, but the truth was that somewhere deep inside her, she loved every dirty thing we were doing to her. And she also liked the pain. She really fucking liked it.

  I added a second finger and she squealed, catching her breath as I stretched her. I knew it was painful. Her asshole hadn’t been broken in yet. I grinned. I had plans to change that.

  I murmured a few commands to Robo under my breath and it whirred as it processed them. A window opened, and I reached down with my other hand, picking up the ginger root it had prepared for me. I sighed happily, seeing it was already carved to the perfect shape.

  I pushed my two fingers into her, pumping in and out, stretching her wider and wider each time and she trembled beneath me. Her legs tightened, the muscles rippling in the backs of her thighs and I chuckled softly.

  Now, she was going to experience what a true punishment actually meant.

  Chapter Eight

  Mya

  I was mortified. Here I was, face down and ass up while Dex was probing my asshole with his very own fingers. The worst part of it all was I didn’t want it to stop. I wanted it. I wanted more. I could tell just how wet it was making me and the fact that he could see every square inch of my shame made me even hotter. I wondered what else he was going to do, what other dark and dirty things he had in mind for me and I shivered with embarrassment.

  A tiny part of me wondered what it would feel like if he fucked me there, if he’d stuff his cock deep inside my asshole. I felt dirty for even thinking it. Good girls didn’t think this way. Good girls didn’t want to take it in the ass.

  But I was a bad girl. A very bad girl. Dex had told me so.

  My back arched, and he gripped my ass cheek with his other hand in appreciation.

  “I’ve got something special to punish you with, Mya,” he whispered in my ear and I shivered. I couldn’t help but react to his words. I wanted whatever he was going to do to me. He circled my asshole slowly, teasingly and I moaned softly.

  Then he removed his fingers and I almost sighed with my disappointment.

  Something soft, yet firm pressed against my channel and I shivered. I arched backward, opening myself to the intrusion, wondering if it was some sort of plug meant to stretch my bottom for my captors. Whatever it was, it started getting wider.

  I squirmed from the pain of it. My asshole had never been forced so wide before. It felt foreign, so wrong and yet ultimately, exactly right.

  Further and further, the object pushed into me, before it was fully seated in my naughty hole. Dex fiddled with it a bit more, pushing and pulling it and my pussy clenched with obvious arousal.

  And then something weird happened.

  My ass started to tingle.

  Slowly, it began to burn, hotter and hotter. I thought maybe it was me adjusting to the plug, but it quickly became overwhelming. Fiery hot.

  Fuck. Hot. So fucking hot. My God, it hurt.

  I whined, fidgeting as much as Robo allowed. The burning sensation spread up and down my channel, so much so that it left me breathless. I squeezed my eyes shut and moaned with the pain, even when my clit was throbbing in response with pleasure.

  My body was so confused. Pleasure? Pain? Need?

  I had no idea.

  “Do you know what this is, Mya?” Dex asked, while he stroked the skin of my ass cheek.

  “No,” I whined, trying to squirm and escape the terrible burning in my bottom hole. No matter what I did, it continued to get hotter and more punishing by the second. My pussy burned even hotter still, clearly reacting to Dex’s discipline.

  “Have you ever heard how ginger can punish naughty humans?” he asked. “From my understanding, the essence of ginger can be especially chastising to your kind.”

  I stilled. Still, the ginger burned. I had heard of something like this, but it was just a mention in one of my classes at the Celestial Mates Dating Agency. It mentioned burning, but nothing I had learned could have prepared me for this.

  Then Dex spanked my right cheek, jostling the ginger inside me and I keened with the passion and ache coursing through my veins. My ass tightened and then the burn worsened, yet my clit throbbed so hard I could think of little else.

  He started spanking my ass at an even tempo, the spanks simply hard enough to be stingy, but not overwhelming, but when it combined with the effects of the ginger, I reacted violently. Gently, one of his hands ventured up my inner thigh, and spread as I was, glided right across the moisture gathered there. He touched my folds and I shivered with joy. Slowly, he tapped over top of my clit, once and then twice, teasing me. I tried to open my legs wider and Robo happily obliged.

  Slowly, the punishing burn began to ebb away, and I sighed, almost beginning to miss it. My veins burned with its fire and I shivered with the intensity of the aftereffects.

  “You’re going to take my cock here next. And you’re going to beg me for it. That’s the only way this pretty cunt of yours is going to come. Understand?” he mused, and my entire body stiffened with desire.

  I should be fighting him, but the warming feelings of the ginger coursed through my body, making me delirious with pleasure. I was so turned on. Dex was fucking diabolical. Leave it to him to restrain me with a robot and shove ginger up my ass and then threaten to fuck me. It was the headiest thing I’d ever experienced.

  His finger twirled around my needy clit and I shuddered with desire.

  “Please,” I begged. I hadn’t even thought about speaking out loud. Carnal desire took over completely and my body was doing what it wanted. Nothing could stop it. Not even my own head.

  He tapped and glided over my clit and my legs quivered with pleasure. I needed more. Wanted more. He teased me to the edge of orgasm and back and I shivered, the pleasure rising within me like a tidal wave about to crash into a rocky cliff.

  It consumed me, dragged me into its warm embrace and I was helpless to its powerful pull. I drifted in its beautiful current as he edged me, the ginger still completely seated in my ass. The energy of its passionate embrace was commanding, and I fell into it completely, drowning in the passion drifting through my body.

  The tide of pleasure was utterly masterful, and I relinquished all control, my orgasm treading just out of my reach. I wanted it so much, my body craved release, but it remained just out of my grasp.

 
Dex’s hand drifted away from my pussy.

  I cried out at his abandonment.

  “Please,” I begged.

  He gripped the diminishing burn of the ginger with his fingers. Slowly, he pulled it out of me and I cried out, the feeling of loneliness creeping in.

  “Don’t,” I pleaded, when the ginger popped out of my ass, making me feel forlorn and distraught over its loss. His touch returned to my clit and I burned hotter for him. My ass clenched, missing the feeling of being taken in such a dirty manner.

  He snapped his fingers and Robo dropped me lower, closer to the floor and to where Dex could fuck my ass at a comfortable level. I bit my bottom lip. What was about to happen next?

  I didn’t know. I just wanted to come.

  Dex teased my clit again and again until I thought I would shatter into a million pieces. Every nerve in my body was alive with electricity, the residual burn from the ginger simmering away at my channel, making me hotter with each passing second. I didn’t think I could handle much more of this.

  Fuck. I needed so much more.

  “Dex, please,” I begged.

  “Please what,” he answered with sweet seductiveness.

  “I need to come,” I begged.

  “Then if you want to come, naughty human, you’re going to beg me to fuck this sweet little ass with my cock,” he replied, and a chilly wave of desire throttled me to the core. Did I want that? It would hurt, I knew it would, but something about it made my cunt set ablaze with pleasure, want, and desire. Would it be so terrible? Would I hate it? Would I love it?

  Did I dare take the chance?

  I closed my eyes. I reveled in the light touch of Dex’s fingers on my legs, forgetting everything except for the two of us in that moment and focusing entirely on the pleasure simmering directly in between my legs. My hips rocked back and forth, begging for more, pleading for release.

  I knew then, I was a goner. I was going to have my ass fucked.

  “Please,” I murmured.

  “Please what,” he countered.

  “Please fuck my ass. Please make me come,” I implored him. I hoped for pity, for release, and for forgiveness for my actions within the Underground. He laughed at my expense and my pussy clenched as his fingers drifted over my folds, purposely touching over top of my entrance as he teased me.

  “You want my cock to punish this ass of yours,” he replied, and I shivered, I moaned, and I pleaded for it with every inch of my body.

  Could I want something so wrong? So shameful? So fucking dirty?

  His touch pinched my clit and I fell apart.

  “Please. Fuck my ass. Make me come, Master,” I begged over and over until I heard the telltale sounds of his zipper dropping and the feeling of the hot head of his cock pressing up against my asshole. I arched my back, rocked my hips, and did everything I could to tell him I wanted it, but it wasn’t enough.

  I knew he was going to take it. And I knew it was going to hurt.

  “You were a very bad girl, Mya,” he whispered, his breath tickling my ear.

  “I need to be punished,” I whispered back, every nerve in my body ablaze with desire.

  “Should I punish you? What do you deserve, little human?” he whispered.

  “I deserve whatever my master wants,” I answered.

  “And if I want you to scream? Cry? Plead for forgiveness and mercy?” he answered.

  “Please. Everything,” I answered. “Punish me. Fuck me. I’m yours completely.”

  The head of his cock pressed against my asshole, hard and firm and unrelenting. I did what I could to submit to his mastery, but it was hard, especially as he stretched my ass wider than I’d ever taken before. With a cry, I felt him breach my tight channel and I struggled not to clench against his assault. Instead, I arched my back and pushed back against him, and once I willingly subdued to his dominance, his cock popped into my ass with only a bit of struggle.

  He was fucking huge. And once he was inside me, his dick grew in size. Larger. Punishing. All-consuming. It stretched me wider and wider, but I didn’t care.

  It felt fucking fantastic. Even though it hurt, with every inch he gained, the pain washed over every nerve in my body, and I shivered with ecstasy. Dex tortured me, forcing me to take inch after painful inch into my ass, into a place as shameful as it is forbidden.

  My classes at the Celestial Mates Dating Agency never mentioned being fucked in the ass by my mate. I hadn’t been prepared for the pleasure it brought. I loved every last second of it even though it hurt, even though I knew I was being punished.

  I wanted the pleasure. I wanted the pain. I wanted both sides of the coin because it made me burn hotter for my captors.

  I wanted fucking everything they had to offer.

  I felt like I was falling. The pleasure was that strong.

  Dex grabbed my hips, his fingers digging into my skin, grounding me as I trembled beneath him. His hips bore down on mine and before I knew it, I had taken his entire length, but I understood that wouldn’t be the end. Even deep inside me, I felt his cock widening, lengthening, becoming more just to punish me, and I moaned with pleasure.

  I wanted to come so bad.

  “Fuck. Please. Dex, just let me come,” I begged.

  I felt so weak. So many other things demanded my attention, like my sister Lea and the deplorable Prince Radock, fucking prick that he was. But in that moment, all I could think was escape, pleasure, and a moment to enjoy the depravity my captors could bestow on my body. But then, with their touch and their encouragement, I knew I was just as strong as I’d always been.

  I could take my pleasure and then, I’d use that energy. Use it to become something more, something formidable and worth every ounce of my energy. I was a warrior. I’d take my pleasure and use the satisfaction it gave me to do what needed to be done.

  I’d save my sister, no matter what it took.

  But I’d enjoy my orgasm first.

  I moaned, I sighed, and I squirmed underneath Dex’s dominating presence and I trembled with the passion his touch evoked within me. His dick was massive, long and girthy and it stretched me to the max, so wide that I wondered if I could really take it, but then he fucked me, in and out, hard and fast and I knew I could. I could take it all. I wanted it all. Every. Fucking. Last. Inch.

  I arched my back and rolled my hips, listening to the delightful wet sound of his cock taking my ass, of his balls smacking into my skin, announcing his conquest to the world. I didn’t care. The only ones there were my captors, men sworn to break, use, and fuck me until I was but a fraction of the strong human I once was. Only they’d never really break me. But I wouldn’t ever tell them that.

  My heartbeat pounded in my chest and then he touched my clit.

  A lightning bolt jolted me, pleasure in its purest form, taking me, demanding every ounce of my attention. Burning. Pleasing. Ecstasy. I moaned low, needing more, wanting more, begging Dex for mercy, for my release.

  “Fuck. Please, Dex. Please let me come,” I begged.

  “This hurts me as much as this hurts you, but naughty girls must be punished,” Dex whispered right into my ear and I moaned loud beneath him. I realized then that the residual essence of the ginger must be affecting him too and I grew hotter, knowing that he was feeling at least a little of the burn that I was feeling.

  Hot.

  Utterly consuming.

  Fucking incredible.

  “Please, let me come, Dex,” I begged.

  “Do you deserve pleasure, Mya? Or do you deserve more pain,” he murmured, and my body ignited with passionate desire. I didn’t know. I wanted both. Pain and pleasure mixed into one. Did I really have to choose?

  “I need to come,” I responded, knowing that no matter what happened over the next few hours, Dex held my fate in his hands. He’d give me pain or pleasure, depending on his mood and I enjoyed it. I liked not having control for at least a little while.

  I fucking loved every second. His hand dipped beneath our h
ips, stroking my clit and igniting every nerve within my core. My body reacted violently, needy, wanting, and I moaned with hunger for more. I needed to come. I’d give anything to find my pleasure.

  I felt Dex slow, the tempo of his dick lessening just a tad and I arched my spine, throwing back my head as I leaned against his chest.

  Holy fuck.

  I was about to lose it.

  “Dex, I can’t hold back,” I begged, and he chuckled. I knew he was looking down on me and my heart burst with excitement.

  “Come, naughty little human, come or I’ll take my belt to this ass of yours. I’ll teach you a lesson you won’t ever forget,” Dex responded and I trembled.

  I needed pleasure. I needed to come. I needed his fucking permission and he had finally given it. I shuddered beneath him as he pinched my clit and my whole world fell apart in a fiery blaze of passion. My eyes rolled back in my head and I moaned low in my throat, shivering and quaking with the tendrils of ecstasy as they burned through me.

  This was how bad girls were fucked and I loved it.

  My entire body tensed as he forced every last second of pleasure from my body. He wasn’t gentle. It was rough, hard, and it hurt, but it was exactly what I needed.

  Biran moved beneath me and the robot shifted my body. He kissed me softly, sweetly and I moaned into his lips. His fingers rolled over my nipples, pinching them gently and my body burned hotter than ever.

  “Oh, God, please. Fuck me,” I begged.

  “You want me to take you here?” Biran asked, his fingers teasing my wet entrance.

  “Yes,” I pleaded, and he moved quickly. He unbuttoned his pants, releasing his massive Vakarran cock to my view. My breath caught in my throat. He was just as big as I remembered. His dick pulsed for me, the shaft hard as steel and a deep purple in color. Dark black veins pumped to either side and the head was dabbed with a drop of pre-cum. I wanted to lick it off.

  He pressed it against my entrance and I shivered. I wondered if I’d be able to take his cock and Dex’s at the same time, but I wanted to try. I wanted to be filled with both Vakarrans at once. It was dirty and filthy, but I didn’t care.