Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 74123 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 371(@200wpm)___ 296(@250wpm)___ 247(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74123 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 371(@200wpm)___ 296(@250wpm)___ 247(@300wpm)
"Be nice and quiet now, Pet.”
I nod, my bottom lip shaking. Wordlessly, I watch him make the ball drip with my juices before shoving it back in my mouth.
"I want you to taste what I'm tasting. The sweetest little cunt I've ever had. How is anyone supposed to resist you, Petal? Every man dreams of raping that filthy cunt of yours.”
He lifts my legs apart and plunges his cock in again. Fucks me hard and fast and relentless. I stop counting after the third orgasm. Stop existing after another hour of his torture. It's like he's determined to break me with the sheer force of his cock. I'm coming apart beneath him and he doesn't even care, fucking me into such a mess I'm soaked in tears, spit and my own juices.
I don't know how much later it is, but I'm gasping for air when he removes the gag again.
"Nice and quiet, remember?" He reminds me, and I nod breathlessly. "Good girl, Petal. Now I'm going to give you a special present because you were so good tonight. You'd like that, wouldn't you?"
I nod again as he lovingly touches his fingertips to my cheeks. He's so gentle.
But not for long.
He slaps my cheek, hard. The shock is enough to make me drip and I stare into his eyes defiantly.
"More," I whisper.
His lips lift in a dark, cruel smirk. "You want to be hit again?"
I nod.
He backhands me.
The sting of the slap feels surreal – surreal enough to make my legs open wide. Surreal enough to have my juices leaking from me.
“Again,” I say, still trying to catch my breath.
He slaps me again, from left to right and right to left and when I cry out it’s because I’m coming. Coming as he hits me. Jerking my hips like a slut as the shock of each slap has my body reeling.
I just came by being hit and called a slut.
Oh, God.
Oh. My. Fucking. God.
The shame of it all is too much to bear, and I bury my head in the pillow while Jas plunges his cock into me and fucks me like a wild animal. He's relentless, driving his cock into me as he leans down to whisper in my ear.
"Good girls get rewarded. You know I didn't put on a rubber, don't you?"
"N-No," I lie.
"Oh, you know. And you fucking love it, just like last time. Maybe next time I'll take your pills away, too. Make sure when I feed this tight cunt with my seed, it’ll take it all."
I cry out a pathetic whimper. I've never been used and abused like this, fucked so hard I don't even remember how long it's been before I had a cock inside me. I'm a puppet now, doing anything he says. And I've never been more turned on in my life.
"Beg me to fill you up. Beg for my cum."
"Please," I manage.
"Properly." He slaps my pussy hard and I erupt in dry sobs. "No more fucking drama, Pet. Beg."
"Please, Jas... Fill me up, I want it."
"More."
"I want to drip with you... I want to feel your seed inside me when you leave."
"Good girl." He grabs my neck, his eyes connecting with mine as he drives himself inside me again, then stays in place. I feel his enormous cock throbbing in me, and it's enough to drive me wild. "Feel that, Petal? That's my cock fucking claiming you because you’re mine. Only mine."
He starts off slow, easing out of me, before slowly pushing all the way deep. He feels enormous. I know he’s ready to blow. I clench my pussy around him when he’s buried deep and it’s enough to make him hiss.
“Slut,” he says, tightening his grip on my throat as he fucks me fast until it really does feel like I’m on fire.
I come one last time as he unloads inside me. When he pulls out, he immediately replaces his cock with his fingers, fucking his hot cum into me.
"Don't let a drop go to waste," he tells me. "All of it inside you. Want it here, Pet? Want me to massage it into your clit?"
"Yes," I whisper. "Fuck it into me, too..."
"My greedy little slut." He watches in fascination as my body eagerly responds, then sighs, stepping away and pulling his pants up. "I'll be back for more, Pet. You're a good little rapeslut now. You'll do this for me again and again."
He undoes the handcuffs, and my arms lie limp by either side of me.
Jasper leaves a tender kiss on my cheek and whispering one last good girl in my ear.
Then, just like that, he's gone.
19
Jasper
The taste of my little Petal is still on my lips as I drive all the way to Wisconsin.
That’s a lie.
It’s not only her taste that stays with me. Her screams, her cries, her sobs still echo like music to my ears.