Chapter 2 Clara

"You like this don't you?" He asked with his sultry powerful voice that made my skin servile.

He had a dark, hard, and powerful aura. I simply nodded lost to the sensations building up in my thighs.

He grabbed my hair tightly. "Answer me!" He yelled. The sound of his voice bounced through the walls, as my heartbeat accelerated higher.

"Yes."

I could feel him smirk behind me as he traced his fingers from my earlobe down to my neck drawing circles around it at a slow pace. His other hand went to my bosom and began tugging, kneading, and caressing.

I tried to swallow my moans and kept it buried but no matter how hard I tried to keep it back in it came crashing out like an eruption.

"Ahhh!" I exclaimed burning in the furnace of pleasure as my head fell back and beaded sweat formed on my forehead. He was skilled with his hands as he knew what to touch to increase or decrease my pleasure.

"Are you ready to cum for me slut?" He gritted to my ears as he tugged painfully at one breast and twisted the other making it unbearable for me to act sane.

I wanted him not to stop. I wanted his hands all day fuck! I wanted this pleasure for life. I don't care if I die from it. It felt so good to ever think of anything else at this point.

He called me a slut and I didn't get mad at his choice of words. Instead, I found myself getting wettie, hornier, and excited in dire need of an orgasm.

"Yes!" I answered quickly, licking my lips.

He spun me around to face him. "When next I ask a question, answer yes sir! Have I made myself clear?" He ordered as his hands gripped my throat as though he wanted to choke me.

It felt sexy to me. I wanted to be choked, scratched, pulled, assaulted whichever he chooses to take me and how.

I'm a slave to my fantasies.

"Yes sir!"

He let go of me, my fingers crawled up to my neck where his grip had smeared and a naughty smile spread across my face.

He moved away from me and stepped a few distance as I heard the shuffling of clothes and my skin tingled in anticipation.

I felt his whiskey breath fan my face as he slid behind me. His tongue traced the outline of my ear down to my neck and I felt a shiver run down my spine. We were unclad skin to skin.

I was ready for the taking.

My pussy throbbed painfully wishing for an intrusion to soothe the aches. His hot tongue on my skin fueled my sexual tension and it slowly rose to a peak to the extent I wanted to cry.

'Please fuck me!'

I felt him scratch my neck with his nails and instead of feeling hurt, I felt elated, aroused, and hungered for more.

His fingers shoved into my anal and I squirmed due to the invasion but I relaxed and let him do whatsoever he wishes to. He pulls his fingers and thrusts them into my womanly folds as it grips him, my juices were flowing out of my thighs and it coated his fingers copiously.

"My slut is wet!" He smirked and grazed my lips with his thumb coated with my juices.

I parted my lips and sucked on his finger tasting myself.

"Stand!" He ordered and I stood up quickly with his fingers still buried in my mouth.

He pulled his fingers off. "You desire to be pleased and want to please in return. So what do you want for a start?"

His words rang in my head and I contemplated what should my answer be?

I'm dying to have this strange man inside of me but a thought came to mind. If I pleasure this strange man and make him see the stars he would do the same to me ten fold.

I gulped and my words came out in a whisper. "I want to please you."

"Good slut! Now please me, cocksucker!"

I licked my lips and dropped to my knees as I ran my fingers across his warm skin. I couldn't see him properly but I could feel him and his breathing gave way to his manly parts. His skin glowed even in the dimly lit room and I strained my eyes to stare at him and he was wearing a black mask.

I felt a sting on my cheek.

"What are you waiting for? Your time starts now Whore!"

My clit pulsed with his words and I nodded and ran my hands to his long, thick shaft. I pumped his cock with my fingers and licked the tip with my tongue as a lubricant while I pumped it with both hands.

"You're a worthy slut!" He exclaimed and I smiled with his compliment and increased my pace, pumping him with my fingers before I took him into my mouth and tasted his salty precum leaking from the tip.

He hissed when my tongue darted around his cock and sucked his balls, playing with it as I sucked up and down.

He yanked at my Auburn hair and I felt my scalp burn. "Suck me harder bitch!"

"Yes, Master!"

Whatever he was doing to me I requested it from the form I filled with my fantasies. I want to be hit, hurt, and fucked like a slut if I wasn't one already.

I sucked him harder, faster and paid attention to every detail as I worshipped his organ with my tongue. Tears slammed my tear ducts as I choked with his huge maleness that sank deep into my throat.

"Slut!" He groaned and cummed in my throat and flashed his jizz over my hair, face, and boobs. It took a while before he stopped spurting cum.

I was bathing in his release and it was the sexiest thing I've ever witnessed and discreetly my fingers crept into my aroused, swollen clit.

"Don't dare!" He gritted out with a hoarse tone, his hands yanking at my hair with a tight grip as he dragged me from the floor and placed me on the couch roughly like a man possessed.

I like that! It turns me the fuck on.

He cups my boobs with his left hand and slammed his palm to my womanly folds as I shrieked.

"Tell me you like that slut!" He commanded as he widened my legs and stuck a hard finger into me.

"Yes, I do," I replied with a moan.

"What type of slut are you?"

"A cheap slut made to suck cocks and serviced by cocks." I replied and felt his cold tongue on my clit eating me out. I laid my head backward on the couch as my fingers dug tightly into the leather couch. I widened my legs to give him a better view of my privates as a shiver ran down my spine when he blew some air across it.

My hands itched to touch him to hold his head while he eats me out and I felt him tense and used his teeth on my clitoris.

"Ouch!"

"Don't touch me unless I give you the permission to do so!" He growled and pinched my nipples hard as I felt a mini orgasm rung out of my body.

My eyelid closes and I saw stars floating.

"How bad do you want to be fucked?"

He spun me across the couch so I'm bent with my ass raised in the air and my face pressed against the couch while he grips my throat.

I was thinking of what to say when he smacked my ass cheeks harder this time around. I'm sure it left a mark and instead of crying I loved it.

I wanted more of his smackings and brutality.

I wanted it all!

"I want to be fucked like a whore! Fuck me! I want your cock ripping me apart! I'm a whore!" I screamed and laughed hysterically like one who has gone mad.

Of course, I'm mad in pleasure!

He slammed into my entrance without preparing me with his huge organ that tore me wider to create a passage for his beast.

He wasn't slow. He thrusts powerfully into me from behind and smacks my ass while he yanks my hair.

"I'd give you the pleasure your greedy pussy desires." He growled as he moved inside of me roughly as I whimpered and my moans were muffled by the couch I was pressed on.

He turned me around to face him and placed his tongue on my nipples, sucking and licking at them while he slammed into me so hard a shudder ran through my body and my blood turned cold.

Is he a sex god or is he gifted in the art of sex?

"Master!" A scream tore from my throat as my anticipated orgasm broke free, I squirt, twisting and shaking, crying and grabbing my hair before my body remained still as my laboured breathing slowed down.

He lifted my legs high to his shoulders and with a sharp tone. "Hold your breath."

He pushed himself into my anal and boy he was big as I felt him tearing me apart.

"Ahh!"

He slapped me hard across my lip before slowing down and allowed me to adjust to his size before slamming into me roughly as my chest and skin glistened with cum, sweat, and blood.

I could taste the strong bitter metal taste in my tongue, my lips were swollen and I smiled in astonishment.

This is the best day ever. I had a happy jump mentally.

He fucked my ass and my breasts bounced in rhythm to his hard thrust and he spills all over as his release gushes spurting cum to my boobs, nose, eyes, cheeks.

"Open up slut! Taste my cum!" He growled and my tongue was blessed with his release as the taste hit my throat.

'Taa!' He slapped my cheek and bit on my collarbone. "You're one good slut."

I bit my inner cheek and nodded as he sprang up, wore his clothes and walked out slamming the door shut with a loud thud.

My fingers crawled to my swollen clit and it was sensitive, as I roamed my nipples that still had his saliva on them. My hands moved to my ass.

It was dripping with his cum so was my vagina, my face and skin glistened with him, his cum.

"I'd kill to have this again!"