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I was happy to see him, excited even but he doesn’t seem to share the same level of excitement that I had.
His green eyes were cold, his gaze on me was hard. His look was as sharp as knives and I could feel my heart in my throat just looking at him.
“W- what? Why?” I asked, chuckling nervously as I looked into his frantic eyes but he only arched an eyebrow, licked his lips and walked closer to him.
He exuded a powerful, formidable aura and with each step that he took closer to me, I could actually feel my stomach curling and fear spreading through my being.
What happened to him? Why did he get so cold?
“Do I need to have a reason to fuck my slut?” He asked, his tone negative and his voice devoid of any kind of warmth.
I felt my jaw drop as he stopped in front of me, my mouth opened but I could barely think of anything coherent to say as I looked up at him.
I felt intimidated and overpowering that feeling of sheer intimidation was terror like no other and an embarrassment that I never knew I could ever feel.
He had just called me his slut and not in a way that I want to ever hear it again. He had said it in a very condescending way, in a manner that was so disrespectful.
He had just implied that sex was the only thing I could ever be useful for.
Why? Why does it hurt so much? Pain rippled through me and I felt like I was going to pass out from how intense the pain was.
His words shouldn’t hurt this much, I love being called his slut but not in the way that he just did, that just made me feel lesser of myself than I’ve ever felt before.
Enzo has changed. He has changed so much since that day, it’s like I don’t know him anymore.
In-fact, I don’t know him anymore.
My cheeks burned really hot as the blood in my veins rushed faster than usual, my heart palpitated and I knew that looking at Enzo, my eyes begging him not to do this was never going to work.
“Since when were you granted the liberty to question my orders?” He questioned as he grabbed a chunk of my hair and I trembled as a whimper escaped my parted lips.
Pulling my hair backwards, my face was lifted against my own will and before I knew it his lips were on my mouth, kissing me so hard and fast that I could barely breathe.
His kisses were punishing and the way his tongue fucked my mouth was so fucking aggressive and I hate that even though I didn’t want this to happen, I was turned on.
I didn’t need anyone to tell me how red my face was because I could feel it, I could feel the hotness and I could also feel my lungs begging for air as Enzo kissed me.
“Please-” I tried to say into his mouth but I couldn’t and as I tried to get out of his grip, I staggered and crashed further into him, his teeth clamped on my lower lip, sending jolts of pain through every fiber of my being.
Enzo wrapped his arm around me even tighter, his hard cock pressed against me so that I could tell that whether I liked it or not, he’s going to fuck me.
I wanted to break away from him and leave, but no matter how much I willed it, I couldn’t make myself push away.
My body felt like ants were crawling over me while my pussy burned with need and grew moist. My arms attempted to move but they only trembled.
I was terrified, a cold sweat broke out of my forehead as I tried to regain composure. I wanted to be calm and talk him out of this but how could I when his tongue was lashing at me so wickedly.
His tongue owned and fucked my mouth without a single evidence of mercy and I hate that my pussy clenched, awaiting the moment his cock would fuck and slut me out.
I didn’t want any of this but my body undoubtedly wanted every single thing. It’s clear that Enzo was trying to rape me but that only excited my slutty cunt even more.
Soon, we started moving away from where I was standing. I was holding my breath and I could barely open my eyes because the last thing I wanted to see was Enzo being so beastly.
We bumped into something and I opened my eyes to see that we were very close to the bed with my back to it and one more movement and I’ll be laying on it.
“Hopefully this would teach you a lesson to never question my orders.” Enzo scowled at me, his green eyes shine even brightly and I wouldn’t be exaggerating if I said he looked like a demon from the pit of hell.
The sudden gush of air to my lungs made me shiver and cough as all I could do was stand helplessly in front of the vicious man before me.
He clutched at my body, his arm tight around me and hurting me as he forced me down on the bed with one of his legs between my legs.
It didn’t take long for me to start hearing rippling sounds and I didn’t need a soothsayer to tell me that that was the flimsy nightgown I’d worn to bed.
He tore the gown off my body, the material stinging my skin as it shredded from me while I laid on the bed, totally naked with Enzo on top of me.
“D- Don’t do this, please,” I begged but I knew he was going to do this as he leaned closer into me, “y- you- you’re hurting me.” I told him but my words only fell on deaf ears.
Lifting his gaze back up, a devilish grin took over his face as if he was a demon that sought to do nothing but destroy me both in and out.
His fingers nibbled on one of my nipples and I let out a painful cry when he trapped my tiny nipple between his fingers and pinched them so hard that I didn’t feel any pleasure from it.
While I was still recovering from the pain of the pinching, his big paw of a hand smashed into one of my breasts, the pain reverberated through my body and I felt my entire body shudder from the blow.
Forcing my legs open even wider, his fingers nastily played with my clit and without preparing me for anything, I felt more than one finger in my cunt.
My back arched, almost leaving the bed as I cried out in pain. That continued for a few minutes before he abruptly stopped and got off me to pull off his last piece of clothing.
That would’ve been my cue to run away but I was too weak to find the strength to run and my legs were too paralyzed to help me through this.
I stared at Enzo’s enormous cock as he took off his boxer shorts and soon, he crawled back on top of me, his cock poking me with each movement he made.
“You shouldn’t have asked any question, baby girl,” he stroked my hair as tears trickled down my cheeks, “you should have just stripped when I asked you to.” He continued as he leaned closer.
“You belong to me, don’t you?” he whispered in my ear, “your body belongs to me, all of you belong to me and you exist solely for my own satisfaction.” He continued as he stuck his tongue into my ear.
“You’re my cocksleeve, you should have acted like it and not as though you’ve been given the privilege to question my orders.” He finished.
Those words burned in my brain as it resounded over and over in my head and each time it resounded, I felt worthless.
Why did I believe him when he said those things to me that day?
Why didn’t I take the opportunity and leave when he offered it to me?
The feeling of something making its way into me jolted me out of my thoughts, it was Enzo’s cock. He eased the tip of his dick into me and I shivered.
Taking a minute to play around my cunt, he drove his cock so deep into me that I felt his balls slap my ass and I let out a heavy breath.
My chest heaved with each thrust of his devious cock, filling and stretching my pussy out. I could feel my pussy juice seeping out of my cunt as my pussy contracted around his dick.
“Looks like you wanted this after all,” he smiled as he continued driving his dick hard and fast into me, fucking me with no mercy and likening me to a sex doll.
“This is what you’re good for, Maeve Hawthorn,” he continued, his dick buried deep inside me as he slapped my boobs, squashing them like he was playing with balloons trying to bust them.
He milked me like I was some cow while he pounded that horrid enormous cock into me and I didn’t think I was going to hate having Enzo fuck me until now.
“I hate you.”