"Slow down," he growls into my mouth. "Or I'm going to fucking soak you..."
"Do it." I'm getting careless, but I can't fight it. Dex has awakened a hidden instinct inside me that demands the pain he's doling out so generously. "Fucking come already..."
"But I still want to have so much fun with you. You think I'll go easy on you tonight, Oakes? You saw the damage your father did to me." I touch my fingers to his back and he winces before going on. "And now, I'm going to take out all that frustration on you. My toy. Willing or unwilling, it doesn't matter to me. As long as you're screaming my name in pleasure, I'll take it as consent."
He pushes away from the wall, allowing me to catch my breath. Dex slides his pants off. His cock bounces free, thick and swollen with his desire for me.
"Fuck," I whisper. "I always forget how big you are, Dex..."
"Quiet." He turns me around so my front is against the wall. "Spread your ass for me. I want to look at your tight little asshole while I jerk myself off."
His dirty words make my head spin, but what's even more shocking is that I obey instantly, giving him what he asked for and silently hoping he'll take even more from me.
I spread the globes of my ass and Dexter chuckles darkly. I hear him spitting. It makes me gasp. The half second before I feel his spit dribble into my hole passes excruciatingly slowly, and when I finally feel the liquid soaking me, I push my ass out against him.
"Dirty toy." He grabs my throat with one hand, making me arch my back and look back and up at him. "You love it when I humiliate you like this, don't you?"
"Yes," I whisper.
"Yes, what?"
"Yes, Sir." My voice is barely audible, and Dex smirks cruelly at me.
"Whose whore are you?" he asks. His tone is kind this time.
"Yours."
"Who do you come for?"
"You, Sir."
"Did you come with them?" He tightens his grip on my throat, making me cry out in protest. "Answer me right now, Pandora. Did you come with Easton? Lai? Julian? Caspian?"
"Yes!" I moan. "I did, I'm sorry, I did."
"You're never coming with another man again," he growls against my lips. "Repeat it to me."
"I'm never coming with another man again," I cry out.
"Your pussy belongs to me." His free hand slaps my right nipple when I don't say anything. "Repeat!"
"My pussy belongs to you."
"From now on..." He moves his hand between my legs, making me cry out. "This is mine."
His fingers move to my exposed ass. "This is mine."
They circle my ass and make me mewl before reaching up to my lips and push inside my mouth. "And this is mine, too. Understand?"
"Yes, Sir." I feel helpless. I don't know whether it's the wine or my own Dexter Booth deficiency, but my body demands I give in to him. I've never been more turned on in my life. I can feel my own cunt dripping down my thighs. Shame burns two bright red spots on my cheeks and I swallow my pride. "Please. Take it. Don't you want to have me?"
"All in good time, my toy." He slaps my thighs apart, and I mindlessly do as I'm told. "God, look at that tight little ass. And how pretty your pussy is, Pandora... So pink... so juicy."
I whimper when he touches his fingers to my wet slit and begins rubbing up and down, getting his fingers wet with my juices.
"Please, Dex," I manage. "No more torture, I want you inside me, now..."
"Right here?"
I nod eagerly. I don't care that we're in the middle of his living room. I don't care that we're both out of it on pheromone-spiked wine. All I care about is Dex fucking me now that nobody's looking. Animalistic need vibrates through my body and I press my ass against his bare cock.
"Right here, Dex. Please."
He grunts, grabbing his cock at the base and pointing it at my wet entrance. "This is where you want it, isn't it, Pandora?"
"Yes," I whisper. "Please, Sir..."
"Beg."
"Please, I need you to show me how much you need me..." My voice breaks over the words as he pushes a mere inch of his impressive length into my dripping wetness. "Dex, please don't torture me, let me have more, please!"
"You beg like a whore, toy," he grunts in my ear. "Like a needy little whore..."
Unceremoniously, he drives his length into me and I whisper his name as he starts to move his hips, slow and steady at first, but growing more and more needy and urgent. I'm a mess of moans and whispered promises in seconds, hoping he'll never stop. My palms brace against the wall, forehead leaning against the cool stone while Dex grabs my hips, positioning me so I'm standing on my tiptoes.
"You feel so good on my cock," he moans in my ear. "I can feel your pussy stretching to fit all of me. Does it hurt, toy?"
I don't answer, moaning in pure ecstasy, but this only seems to drive him wilder, each of his words punctuated with a thrust of his hips.
"Does. It. Hurt. Toy?"
"Yes, yes, Sir," I get out through gritted teeth. "You're stretching me so much, please!"
"Take it."
And I do, again and again until I feel myself tethering on the edge of the precipice of pleasure. I'm ready to take that final step, to drop deep into the abyss below and allow myself the orgasm of a lifetime with the boy I hate most in the world.
My body gives out, and I stumble, Dex's cock slipping out of me. He groans, displeased that I've gotten away, and before I can catch my breath, he's dragged me over to the rug and forced me on my back.
"I want to look at you when I'm inside you," he tells me as he gets on top of me, his eyes crazed with need. He spits on the spot between our legs where his cock meets my pussy, and I whisper his name when he smears the spit all over my already drenched pussy. Painfully slowly, he pushes his cock into my needy hole.
"Dex, please, can I..."
"Can you what?" He grabs my legs by the ankles and holds me down for easy access. He's speaking through gritted teeth now, barely able to hold back from bursting himself. "Ask properly, and I might let you."
"I want an orgasm." My cheeks feel like they're on fire as I utter the words. "Please, Dexter! I wanna come, please..."
"Fucking come on my cock then." He pins me down with his palm over my mouth. His lips are so close yet so out of reach, and my eyes water as I roll them back, giving in to the pleasure that's hitting me harder and harder. "That's right, you little slut... Keep fucking giving me what's mine. What no one else is ever going to have again."
He drives into me relentlessly, finally moving his palm and making me catch my breath in desperate gulps. "You crazy fucking bastard... What's wrong with you-"
"Shut up." He grabs me by the throat again. This time, his eyes flash with hatred as he glares down at me, mercilessly driving into my folds again and again. "Keep taking it. Keep fucking coming. Who told you to stop, little toy? I want more. I want all of your orgasms. From now on, they belong to me. Don't they, Pandora?"
"Yes," I hiss, forgetting myself and digging my manicured fingernails into his back. Dex curses out loud but doesn't tell me to stop. I ease my grip and stare into his eyes as he continues bending me to his will. "They're all yours. I don't come without you, Sir-fuck, please! Please more! Don't stop!"
"Oh, I'm never going to stop." His mouth captures mine in a violent kiss, bruising my lips further. His kisses reveal just how much he cares about me. "So you'd better keep on taking it."
I'm not a person to Dexter Booth. I'm his favorite toy, and every time someone else wants to play with me, jealousy encaptures him in its green mist and makes him do crazy things. Wild things. Dangerous things.
Another orgasm rips through my body before I can stop it, and I can see the look of rage in Dex's eyes as I give in to its waves of pleasure. When I'm right there, he slaps my cheek, hard enough to sober me up but not so hard it hurts.
"Look at me," he demands. "Look into my eyes when I make you come."
"I c-can't," I whine, but his expression speaks volumes, and I realize I'm too scared not to obey him
. "Dex, please, p-please d-don't..."
"Look at me," he roars, and my eyes become glued to his. I force them to stay open as I feel myself coming. Something embarrassing happens then and I cry out as I feel his cock sliding in with more ease.
Dex senses it too, and he pulls out, forcing me to look down between my legs. "Look what you did, my toy... You creamed my cock like a good little slut. Fuck, Pandora. Fuck."
His body vibrates as he pins me down again, but this time, I've gotten what I wanted, and I'm dead set on taking from him what he's taken from me.
"Get on the chair," I demand.
"What?" His brows knit together in confusion.
"On the chair. Go."
He smirks, but picks himself off me anyway, sitting on the ottoman so his bare back isn't pressed against a chair. I straddle him, nervously reaching for his cock and guiding his precum soaked tip to my entrance.
"What's your favorite place to come, Dex?" I ask innocently, making him turn his rage-filled gaze to me. "I think it's in my mouth..."
He leans back on his palms carelessly, making me do all the work and pretending this isn't having an effect on him. But I notice the subtle changes in his attitude instantly - the tension in his shoulders, the way his stormy eyes fight a battle with mine.
"Or maybe it's in my pussy," I ponder out loud. "You just love to claim things that aren't yours, don't you?"
"It is fucking mine," he hisses, making me smirk. "And you know it is. That's why I mark it with my seed."
"Maybe. But you're not the only one who's done it."
"What the fuck's that supposed to mean?"
"Easton," I say innocently. "Lai. Julian. Caspian."
"Don't say their names," he hisses. "I don't want their fucking names on your lips."
"They fucked me, Dex," I say, allowing his cock to slide inside me fully.
Dex groans out loud.
"No condom. No nothing. Just their cum. In me." I smile, delirious from the memories and the sensation of having Dexter inside me again. "Maybe one of them even knocked me up..."
9
Dexter
Pandora's pissed me off before, but this is icing on the goddamn cake.
I grab her ass with one hand on each cheek.
"I'm going to punish you for that," I tell her matter-of-factly. "Remember every single fucking word that just dropped from your lips, Pandora, because I'm going to make you regret them all."
She moans beneath me and I feel my cock pulsing inside her tight wetness, eager to drive deeper, eager to have more. In moments, she goes from the confident seductress that teased me relentlessly, to a helpless little girl begging for more. I smirk when the pleases start dripping from her lips like honey. She begs for more, but I don't let her have it. Instead, I drive my cock inside her with excruciating slowness, making sure each second I'm buried inside her is unbearable for her.
"You like it, don't you?" I growl against her ear. "You love getting hurt... You love it the most when it's me doing it. Just admit it already, toy... You fucking love this..."
She dissolves into a mess of moans and whispers, and I continue my reckless assault on her helpless body. I pay no mind to her whispers and instead focus on fucking her as hard as I can, without pushing too deep, so she never gets the pleasure she's so desperate for. Pandora is moaning and whispering my name, and I wouldn't want it any other way. As long as she remembers who she fucking belongs to, we're good. And the moment she forgets, I'm putting my dick back between her spread legs, where it belongs.
"You want to keep talking?" I snarl at her as I pump into her cunt. "You want to keep telling me all the ways you tried to hurt me, toy? You want me to keep fucking... punishing you for every little thing you've done wrong?"
"Yes." She's so desperate, she'd say anything at this point, and I bury my fingers in her hair, forcing her to look at me.
"Yes fucking what, toy?"
"Yes, Sir." She whimpers as I keep fucking her, holding her down by her throat. "Please, Sir! Please don't stop, let me come, please, let me come..."
"And why should I let you?" I roar. "You've done nothing to deserve it... Ungrateful little thing."
"I'll keep working," she mewls. "I'll keep working to please you, Dex, please... Just let me... Just once."
"Just once?" I test out her name on my lips. "Pandora... If I give you one, that's fucking it, do you understand me?"
"Yes, yes..." The words rush from her lips. She's delirious with need, going crazy with her desperate desire for pleasure. "I'll do anything, Dex, please... just one. Let me have one."
"Fine," I grunt, finally pushing deeper inside her and making her eyes roll back with pure ecstasy. "You like it like this, don't you, toy? You love getting hurt so much, you'd come from it the second I gave you permission..."
"Yesssssss," she hisses. "Please, Dexter! Now, come with me, please, come with me!"
"You wish." I keep my cock all the way inside her. Her gasps and moans are too good for me to pull out now, and I groan, feeling my cock leak precum inside her. "You don't get my cum. Not anymore, Pandora. You fucked your privileges to do that away when you slept with my friends."
"Please!" She's so desperate it's almost funny, and I take the utmost pleasure in telling her no, over and over again. "Please, Dex, I need it, I want it, I deserve it-"
"Deserve it?" I see red mist descending as I continue punishing her cunt with my cock. "You don't deserve anything, Pandora, you little fucking slut... You deserve nothing. You're lucky I'm letting you have this... letting you come on my cock."
"Can I?" Her eyes are glazed over with pleasure as she grabs on to me, eyes delirious. "Please, Sir! Let your toy come, please..."
"Fucking come," I order her. "Right now, toy, soak my dick."
It doesn't take much to make Pandora Oakes fall apart, but the sight of it is so spectacular, I know I'll have to do it to her again.
She whispers my name before screaming her heart out, her body shaking beneath mine. I'm so close to coming myself I can almost taste it, my cock eager for me to let go, give it the control it craves and paint her tight little cunt with the seed I've been saving just for her. But I deny myself the pleasure because my toy doesn't deserve it. She's a piece of cheating ass that just wants to hurt me, and I'll never forgive her.
Yet I can't help but enjoy her body twisting in pure pleasure, desperate for so much more than I'm ready to give her. She comes like she was made to do this, and only this. Her body convulses in the throes of pleasure and I hold her down so I can examine her in her most private moments. She looks so good like this. So fucking good it makes my mouth water.
I want to devour her.
I want to destroy her.
And I want to own her.
I had her in the palm of my fist before, but she escaped me. Now, I'll do everything in my power to get sweet little Pandora back under my control. After all, that's where she belongs.
Once the orgasm lets go of her body, Pandora turns her pleading eyes to mine.
"More, Dexter, please..."
"I said one," I grind out. I know I should pull out. I know I should send her back home, empty and needing so much more than I'll ever give her. But I don't want her to leave. The part of me I hate most - the normal part - craves for her to stay. To hold her in my arms and allow her to calm down after I used her so intensely. "You can't have any more."
"But I want your cum," she pleads. "I need it, Dex... I deserve it."
"You think so?" I roar, punishing her by driving myself deeper than is comfortable in her pussy. She whimpers in pain and pleasure combined. "You think you fucking deserve it? You're a bad toy, Pandora. A fucking broken one. I don't want you anymore."
"Liar!" she hisses, grabbing my neck and digging her talons into my skin. "Don't lie to me, Sir... I'm the only one you can be honest with."
It hurts because she's right.
It hurts more because I'll never let myself do it.
But the desire to burst inside he
r is there, reminding me just how much I need to fill her.
"I'm not letting you have it."
"Dex, don't punish me," she begs pathetically. "Don't punish me anymore... It's enough, please, I want it to be enough. Let me come with you."
"No. Fucking. Way."
"Then fucking give me your orgasm." The girl is relentless. I kind of like her dedication. It makes me harder than any other girl has before her. She's begging like a pro already. "Let me have it, Dex..."
"I'm not wearing a condom," I mutter.
"I don't care."
"You didn't care with them, either?" I hiss, punishing her with my cock. "It didn't matter then, did it, Pandora? You'd do anything to hurt me. Anything to get revenge. You're forgetting I'm the one who's got your back, though. You're taking this shit out on the wrong fucking person, toy."
"I'll stop," she whispers sheepishly, the words dripping with need. "I'll stop, Dex, I swear... Just let me have it..."
It's getting harder and harder to keep myself from coming, and it's as if Pandora knows. She's using it to her advantage, too, pushing me more and more until I'm so desperate for that release I don't give a shit about anything else.
"Come," she pleads with me. "Come in me... Come in my pussy, Sir... I only want you, please."
"Swear you won't fuck anyone else," I grunt.
"W-What?"
"Nobody else!" I slam a fist down next to her head. "No one. Ever again. Just me."
"I... I..."
"Swear it, or I stop right now."
She bites her lower lips, eyes meeting mine. "I swear, Dexter..."
I allow myself to have it then, the release I've been craving for so long. I paint her pussy with rope after rope of cum, holding her down and ignoring her moans and pleas to let her come again. She's gotten more than she deserved. But even though she may think she's got me wrapped around her little finger now, we both know who really holds the strings.
I finish inside her, then pull my cock out and allow it to drop all over my toy's filled up pussy.
"You were a good girl today," I mutter. "But that doesn't mean I've forgiven you."
I get up from the floor and pull my sweatpants back on. My dick is still semi-hard, but I need to stop letting Pandora dictate what's happening between us. She's had her way, now it's time for her to leave.
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