Vicious Minds (Children of Vice #4)(68)


“You really wish to drive me mad, don’t you?” he asked softly.

“It’s only fair…ah…oh…” My hands balled into fists behind my back when I felt the tiny vibrating toy he now rubbed over my pussy. I wasn’t sure what it was, but it was so strong my stomach contracted, and my jaw snapped open.

“You were saying?” He slowly slid it inside of me.

I bit my bottom lip and buried my face in the sheets. I was going to pay him back for this one day, I swear.

“Excuse me as I do my worst.” I could hear the smugness in his voice and I wiggled as I got wetter.

SLAP! His hand connected with my ass and I jerked forward.

SLAP! He hit my other cheek before kissing both. I tried to brace myself for another but instead all I felt was something wet slide down my ass.

“Ethan…” I tried to speak but my voice cracked. The motherfucker was turning me into his own private porn star so easily. It pissed me off but, “…f…fuck,” I cried out as I felt his finger press into my ass. Slowly he readied me, not for his cock but for what he put in me… a butt plug? “Fuck you…” I sneered when that, too, started to vibrate inside my ass… he wasn’t playing fair.

“I want to see you desperate for me…beg for me.” He moved me to lay on my side, my legs spread wide, my pussy so wet I was dripping down my legs. And then he licked me.

Oh, I was going to get revenge.

When he least expected it; when he thought I was satisfied just being his submissive, I’d pay him back tenfold…I swear it.

ETHAN - AGE 27

Chicago, Illinois

Sunday, November 12th





She was an angel, I was sure, and one day she’d reign down divine retribution for this. But right now she was blindfolded, coated in sweat, dripping wet, moaning and squirming on the silver sheets before me, and I couldn’t bring myself to care. This sight was worth it. I was so hard I had to stroke myself as she moaned. I wanted to fuck her badly but not before I enjoyed more of this. If I came now, I could think straight again and focus before she made me hard again.

“Ethan,” she begged, her brown hair sticking to her face, making her look even more sinful. Her voice was pushing to me the edge.

“Ethan…I…ah…” She cried out as she came. But even when she did, she couldn’t stop herself from being turned on again from the pressure between her thighs.

With one hand working my cock, I leaned over and took her nipple into my mouth sucking on it, feeling her soft skin between my lips. She cried out, leaning toward me.

“Come on,” I hissed, sitting up and …fuck. I hadn’t meant to, but seeing my load on her stomach awakened another realization in me…that I wanted it. I wanted to mark her like that. I placed my fingers to her lips and she licked and sucked on them. Her tongue wrapped around my fingers, her saliva coating them, and it sent a shiver down my spine. I grabbed on to her breasts once more, squeezing them before putting clamps on her nipples.

“Ethan!” she cried out.

“Yes?” I ran my hand over the curves of her beautiful body. Every time I reached one of her birthmarks, I leaned over and kissed them.

“Get these fucking things out of me and fuck me!”

“You don’t make the rules here, love.”

She exhaled harshly through her nose.

“But if you beg…”

“Fuck you,” she snapped, and I grinned. Her stubbornness only made this all the more entertaining to me.

“Shut up and enjoy the show,” I said, grabbing the remote and increasing the speed of the vibrators.

“FUCK! I’m so…ah…I…you’re…dead…oh!” I kissed her lips, watching her get wetter, and just like that I felt myself getting hot again, my cock coming back to life.

Licking my lips, I brought my cock closer to her mouth. Horny and desperate for release, she stuck out her tongue, licking me from the tip all the way down. She turned over, pushing herself to her knees and kissed the tip of my cock. If she turned me on well enough, I’d need to fuck her, and she wouldn’t have to beg.

I brushed her hair from her face and my mouth dropped opened as she took me deep in her mouth. And without mercy she tried to make me let go of my plan. The more I watched my cock slide into her mouth, the more I sunk deep into the back of her throat, the harder it became for me to stick to my plan. She made me weak.

Damn her.

Clenching a fist full of her hair I tugged slightly, and she let go of me, grinning. She bloody well knew what she was doing. She didn’t even wait for me say anything, she just crawled and turned around, her ass in my face.

“Eth..ahhh,” she cried as I slowly pulled the plug out of her. She nearly came when I pulled the vibrator out of her wet pussy. I tossed them on the other side of the bed. On my knees, I rubbed myself against her, feeling her grind back against me. I slowly, torturously slid inside her. When my hips were firmly pressed against her ass I undid the knot around her wrists. She pushed herself up, rearing back against me as I pulled the blindfold off. The moment I did she was met with her own reflection in the mirrors.

Her cheeks were flushed, her parted lips swollen and glistening, saliva at the side of her mouth. Her grey eyes focused and met mine the mirror. I held her waist pulling out slightly before slamming myself back into her. Neither of us looked away from our reflections as I slowly thrust deeper and deeper into her. She fisted the sheets and tried to control her breathing, her whole body bucking forward with my onslaught. I reached under her and tugged off the nipple clamps, and it was only then that she looked away, a desperate wail escaping her lips.

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