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her breast hard. “Now say it!”
    “Okay!” Sobs wracked her body. “I-I’m your slave! I want…I want your cock!” Her face twisted in disgust at the filthy word. “Please stop hurting me!”
    He released her, slid his fingers free. “That wasn’t so hard, was it?” he asked mildly. “Eventually, you’ll obey me quickly. You are here for my sexual use, and I will punish you for failure to perform.” He stood and dropped the towel from around his waist. “Now I am going to give you what you want.”
    He crawled on top of her, slid his arms under her body, held her tightly against him, crushing her body to his. She turned her face to the side and trembled. He moved his hips carefully against her, lining the head of his erect penis to the dripping entrance of her sex. “No, please don’t…”
    His hips moved hard, slammed against her. She screamed as he violated her, and began crying again. “It hurts!” she wailed. “Please stop!”
    He was not gentle, but he was very thorough. She wept and struggled uselessly as he took her, and the tingle and longing grew powerfully, irresistibly. He held her tightly and thrust over and over, hard, demanding. Her screams gradually changed as her body betrayed her, and in the end she returned his thrusts, lifting her hips to meet him. A hard, jagged explosion, pleasure and pain and longing and shame, blossomed inside her. When it was over, she lay limply in his arms, her breathing ragged.
    He carefully disengaged and sat up. He released the cuffs on her wrists from the chains, and she turned on her side toward him and curled up, her face sweaty and tear-streaked. He caressed her softly, pulled her close, rested his head on her shoulder. “There, now, was that so bad?”
    She nodded weakly. “You hurt me.”
    “Did it feel good?”
    She nodded again and pulled closer to him. He held her and rocked her gently back and forth until her tears stopped flowing.
    “I want you to do something for me.” He straightened and pulled her closer. She turned her head to look up at him. “I want you to put my penis in your mouth.”
    She shuddered. She felt compliant, unable to resist after what had just happened. “I…I guess I can do that…as long as you don’t…”
    “As long as I don’t what?”
    “As long as you don’t…you know…when it’s in my mouth.”
    “Shh.” He stroked her hair gently. “Don’t worry.” He guided her head, brought his erection to her lips. She shook nervously, opened her mouth reluctantly. He slipped the head of his penis gently between her lips. “Don’t worry about a thing. Of course I’m going to come in your mouth. That’s what it’s there for.”
    She tried to pull away. Instantly, his hands seized the back of her head, preventing her escape. She made a strangled sound and tried to push him away. He held her easily and drove deep into her mouth. She coughed and gagged. Tears welled in her eyes; undeterred, he shoved his glistening cock deeper, until she choked.
    She tried to twist aside, succeeded only in turning onto her back. He climbed onto the bed after her and knelt over her head. This position offered him an even greater advantage, enabled him to rape her mouth with vigor. She choked on his erection as he stuffed her mouth over and over again, until his own pleasure overcame him and he erupted. She struggled frantically, desperate to escape, as a torrent of warm, thick goo filled her mouth to overflowing.
    When he was finished, he released his hold on her and rose. His cock slipped out, trailing wetness. Her throat worked as she tried to speak. “Buh…” Thick white liquid spilled from her mouth. “Guh…”
    He moved to the foot of the bed, gripped her waist firmly, and flipped her face-down. As easily as if he were repositioning a sack of potatoes, he slid her body down the bed. She offered no resistance as he maneuvered her until she was kneeling on the floor, bent over the foot of the bed. With deft, sure