Taking What's Wicked (Forced Submission #5)(6)

Feeling her squeeze my cock is enough to send me over the edge, and I cum inside her ass, giving her what I know she wants. She may not have asked for it in words, but a body like hers is begging to be f*cked.

I lick her neck and enjoy the aftershocks of my orgasm. I feel the van come to a stop, and Porter turns around in the driver’s seat.

“We’re here.”





Five





Porter





God, I can’t f*cking wait to have her again. I had my dick in her not long ago, and the need is already clawing at me to have her again. I slip out of the driver’s seat and go around to the back, pulling open the double doors.

My breath catches for a second when I see her * on display. The dome light in the van gives me a nearly perfect view of every curvy inch of her. “Go get things ready,” I say in a voice I don’t recognize as my own. It’s hard to think straight, let alone talk. Seeing her all tied up, with our cum dripping out of her, her costume now in shreds makes me feel like I’m going crazy. My cock is still throbbing from listening to the sounds of Dante taking her. The slapping of skin as he took her however he wanted drove me insane with need.

She came all over his cock while he f*cked her ass, and now I can’t wait to get inside her and do that too. But next time I want to eat it before I take it, and then I want both of us in her at once.

Dante leans down, pulling the underwear from her mouth, releasing the rope that held it in place, and crushes his lips on hers for a long hard kiss. When he finally pulls away, he’s breathing heavily. I’m not sure there’s going to be any sating our need for her.

I can tell he doesn’t want to leave her, and I don’t blame him. After a moment he finally pulls himself from her, and Sabrina starts jerking against her ropes, screaming for help.

I should tell her to stop, that there’s no one for miles to hear her scream, but the more she screams, the more cum leaks from my cock, making a damp spot on the front of my jeans.

“Don’t take too long, man. I’m going to set up and take a quick shower,” Dante says, handing me a utility knife. I take it from him, sliding it into my open pocket. He takes one last look at her before running off towards the cabin.

I don’t waste any time as I free myself from my jeans and pull my shirt off. I toss the shirt to the ground and crawl in after her, my hard cock jutting up and pointing at her. She continues to scream, jerking against the bonds holding her wide open for me.

I crawl until I’m between her legs, I cage her body under me. My cock slides across her clit, and I stare down at her as she fights against the pleasure.

“Fight and scream all you want. There’s no escaping us. In fact, keep it up. It makes me so goddamn hard hearing you beg.”

“Fuck you,” she spits out with fire behind her words, her brown eyes looking darker.

I chuckle a little. “Oh no, baby. I’m about you f*ck you.” The words are teasing and piss her off even more.

I slide my cock back and forth over her clit, making her jerk against the ropes. She bites her lip, and I know she’s trying to fight the moan that wants to escape past her lips. She doesn’t want to give me her sounds of pleasure, but I’ll force them from her if I have to. Just like I’ll force her orgasms from her.

“No one can hear you all the way out here, little witch. You can scream as loud as you want, and no one will stop us. Besides, you were asking for it.” I get close to her ear and whisper, “It’s okay if you scream in pleasure too, Sabrina. It will be our little secret that you like getting your * and ass raped. That all those ‘no’s really mean yes.” I slide myself into her tight cunt, unable to control myself any longer. I wanted to tease her clit more and play with her, but I have to be inside her.

“Please, just stop. Let me go, I’ll never tell anymore.” She’s losing a little of her fight and trying to beg her way out of this.

“Oh, we’ll stop. After we’ve got our fill of you. Once we’ve stuffed you with so much cum you’ll never be able to wash us off, we’ll stop. Once the two of us are ingrained in your skin, we’ll leave you alone.” My words are true, but we’ll never get our fill of her; she’ll never be able to escape us.

The taste of her * is long gone from my mouth, but I’ll be getting it back soon enough. I lean down to kiss her, wanting her mouth while I’m inside her. She snaps at me as if she’s going to bite me, but I don’t care. I take her mouth as she clamps down on my lip, the taste of copper hitting my tongue and making me thrust into her harder. If she wants to mix a little bit of pain with pleasure, then I’m all for it. I love it rough, and if she wants it hard, she’s going to get it.

When my next thrust bottoms out in her *, she releases my lip, gasping with what I’m sure is an equal mix of delight and torture. I feel her cervix tighten around the head of my cock, making a little bit of my cum leak out into her welcoming womb.

Burying my face in her neck, I continue to thrust hard in and out of her. The motion rocks the van, and the noise of smacking skin echoes off the metal walls. The sound of her syrupy cunt getting f*cked is a goddamn symphony.

“Go ahead, bite me,” I encourage her, wanting her to brand my skin. I want her to leave her teeth marks all over me.

When her teeth latch onto my shoulder, the sharp edge of pain sends me over, filling her once again with my seed. As I peak, I attach myself to her neck, biting her the same way. Her * clamps down around my dick, milking my orgasm out of me as she takes her own pleasure.