1. The Fury


    Date: 11/22/2017, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Domination / Submission, Hardcore, Rape, Reluctance, BDSM, Violence, Written by women, Author: AbhorrentWhore, Source: sexstories.com

    "Please stop. I can't take it." Her voice was hoarse from screaming. She was face down on the bed. Her ass up high like he liked it. Her ass was red, but not raw. He had stopped beating her to undress himself. "I can't take it. I don't want it. Please." He chuckled to himself, laying his belt down beside her and leant down grabbing a fistful of her long red hair. He viciously pulled her head backwards and leant in towards her. "And since when has it been about you, slut? This is about what I want and I want to hurt you tonight. Hurt you and fuck you. You will take it. I don't care whether you enjoy it or not. In fact, the less you enjoy it - the more I do." She started whimpering. It just fuelled his fire. He raised his hand and she flinched. He let it down gently and grabbed her ass cheek hard, squeezing. He wanted to make sure she'd bruise. She felt his erection pressing into her thigh. He was firm, but not rock hard. She knew she'd need to take more to make him rock hard. She wasn't sure she could. She wasn't sure he'd give her a choice. Hr grinded his cock against her thigh. "Do you remember begging me for pain? Begging me to unleash my fury on you?" The way he pronounced the word fury was to belittle her. To make light of her predicament. It worked. She felt stupid. "Well, whore? Do you remember?" With every word he landed his palm firmly onto her ass. She groaned. "Yes, Sir. I remember." "Tell me what you said." She gulped and stuttered "I said.." Whack. "Ohhh fuck. ...
    Ouch. Oh. I..." "Don't. Lose. Concentration. Slut" he leered; still accompanying each word with a hit. She gulped. "I begged you to unleash your fury on me. I said... Ohhhh fuck. I said... please Sir. Won't you... won't you hurt me" she stuttered out. Her ass struggling against his palm. He groaned and let go of her hair. She collapsed onto her stomach. Next thing she felt was his fists laying into her ass. Just one after the after. They came hard and fast. She screamed. The punches hurt a lot. They lasted only a few minutes or so but it felt like an eternity. Her ass ached afterwards. She felt him mount her and rub his cock against her cunt. She wasn't wet. He groaned gratuitously. "Mmmm not wet. Does't that make a change. That cunt of yours is normally sopping wet. I'm going to enjoy fucking you dry." She sobbed. "No.. Please, no." "Oh, but you love getting fucked. Remember? It's what you were born to do?" He was still mocking her. When was she ever going to learn. He had warned her to be careful what she wished for but she just couldn't help herself. She so desperately wanted to be his paintoy; to fulfill that sadistic side of him. He brought his cock up to her ass hole. "Hold your cheeks apart." "No.... No, please. God. No." "Hold your fucking cheeks apart you little bitch or i'll make it worse, much worse." She complied. She hated him at that moment. Pure, unadulturated hate. He spat into her ass and laughed. "That's all your going to get. I hope for your sake that your ass ...
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