Taking What's Mine (Forced Submission #1)(5)

Using my knees, I spread her legs wider for me. Grabbing her ass cheeks with both hands, I spread them, imagining taking her back entrance. I would eat her ass until she begged me to f*ck her there. We’ll get to that, but for now, I’m going to f*ck her *, and I’m going to make her beg me for it.

Leaning over her, I pull her hair to the side, so I can see her face that is half pressed into the mattress. I bring my fingers to her lips. “Suck it.” Her eyes pop open at my command but she sucks the two fingers into her mouth, making my cock jerk against her ass. Fuck I can’t wait to have her mouth on me.

Once they’re nice and wet, I pull them from her lush lips and bring them to her clit. I start slow lazy circles and she closes her eyes again tight. I can see her fighting her body, but I just keep stroking her. With my other hand I line my cock up to her *, only putting it in an inch, but make no move to thrust into her.

“Please wear a condom,” she whispers, scared to make a demand.

“What happened to your pills?” I ask, already knowing the answer to the question. “Oh yes, Rose. I know everything there is to know about you.” I took them from her bathroom when I took her diary. “Did they go missing? Hmm, strange how that happened, isn’t it?”

She turns her head a little and her eyes lock on mine, my words clicking into place.

“Oh god,” she cries out, knowing that I’m the one who took them. She closes her eyes and then opens them again, giving me a pleading look.

“I could get pregnant.”

“Are you trying to make me cum?” I say, making her eyes go wide, but before she can say anything I press my fingers harder into her clit. Giving her more of the pressure she needs, her body giving a soft jerk.

I can feel her cunt getting wetter for me and the need to thrust all the way in is beating down on me like a tidal wave.

“Please,” she begs, but doesn’t jerk away from me.

Her * contracts, begging to be filled. Her breathing picks up, and I know she’s about to cum. I pull my finger back, not giving her what she needs, making her release a strangled cry.

“Please,” she begs again, but it’s not enough for me. She’s going to have to take it.

“My Rose, this cock is yours to take. All you have to do is press back, and f*ck yourself with it.”

“No.” She grits out the little growl, and it makes me smile.

She may say she doesn’t want it, but her body pushes back a little, making me sink another inch into her. Watching my cock disappear inside her is almost more than I can take. I have to fight myself from cumming.

I keep strumming her clit, making her so needy she has no choice but to try and find relief. Her body is betraying her words, and her hips start to shake a little and my cock sinks deeper.

“That’s it, Rose. Go ahead and take my cock like a little slut. Coat my dick in your sweet * juice.” Her cunt clinches around me at my words again. It takes everything I have not to thrust back, to make her lush ass slap against me.

“Please,” she whines and closes her eyes so tight. “You’ll get me pregnant like this,” she says, but my fingers don’t let up.

“Just feel how thick I am, Rose. Feel how my big dick stretches you as I rape this *, and yet you still cream yourself for it. Jesus, I knew you’d want it, but look at you trying to f*ck me.”

“Oh god,” she moans out, sinking further down, until her ass is fully pressed against me. “Stop, please.”

“Love, you’re the one f*cking me, milking my cock, begging for me to release inside you. I haven’t moved. You’re the one needing to get off so bad your slutty * is dripping for me.”

She starts to pull off at my words, but I lock an arm around her, holding her still. She’s completely seated on my cock, and I use my other hand to grab her by her still-wet hair, and make her sit on my lap. She lets out a cry, but doesn’t fight me. Her back to my chest, my cock buried deep in her. I wish I could see how we looked from this angle, but I’ll just have to wait and replay it on one of the cameras I have recording right now.

Pulling her hair, I bring her neck to my mouth, licking my way up to her ear. “I’m going to release your hip, and you’d better not move. Nod if you understand me.”

She gives a slight nod, and I release her hip, but keep a firm hold on her hair. I run the fingers of my free hand over one nipple, then the other, giving it a soft pull.

“Ask me to make you cum,” I whisper in her ear.

“No,” she says, but we both know she doesn’t mean it.

“Ask for it.”

When she doesn’t respond, I bite down hard on her neck, with every intention of leaving a mark. Every time she sees it, it’ll remind her what happens when she doesn’t do as I tell her.

I release my teeth from around her neck and say it one last time. “Ask for it.”

I feel her defeat, even at the little amount of pain, and she takes a deep breath, deciding her fate.

“Make me cum,” she finally says.

“Such a good little whore. You want to cum all over my cock? To please me?”

She’s silent for a beat, so I pinch her nipple hard. “Yes!” she cries out. Her words shutter out and once again her * clinches; she even does a slight rock, her body wanting me to move.