MAEVE HAWTHORN.
“I hate him! I hate him so much that my hatred for him knew no bounds at all. He’s the literal embodiment of every damn thing that I despise and I hope he never comes back home.”
Anger filled me and I was simmering with suppressed anger as my mind played back everything that happened earlier this morning.
The more I thought about it, the angrier I became and the more I wanted to sever his head, no, not just his head.
The more I thought about how he had forced himself on me, the more I thought about how he had disrespected me, the more I wanted to cut off his penis and balls.
“Calm down, Mae, you’re boiling too hot and I’ll be honest with you, I hate it when you’re like this.” Scarlett’s voice came from the speaker phone and I took a deep breath.
I’d almost forgotten that I was on the phone with her just because I was still mad at Enzo and do not ever want to see him ever again.
“I can’t believe he did that though,” Scarlett continued, I’d told her what happened between Enzo and I and it took a whole hour to calm her down.
“That’s basically rape and I swear he should be castrated for that,” she went on, her anger and disgust was obvious in her voice, “you’re going too easy on him.” She added and I sighed.
Scarlett is right, I’m going too easy on Enzo and that’s because of my own sick, twisted mind that I managed to acquire, thanks to the fact that I was living with Enzo.
While I could tell that he only came into my room and fuck me against my will to get me to hate him, which worked by the way, a tiny part of me wished he didn’t have to stop.
I liked everything he did and the thought sent cold chills running down my spine. The way he had ripped my nightgown off my body made my pussy throb.
Closing my eyes, I pictured his huge body on me and I couldn’t help the slight moan that escaped my parted lips.
“Maeve? Are you okay?” Scarlett asked and I was, yet again, brought back to reality. I can’t believe that I moaned with Scarlett on the other line.
“A- it’s- I’m fine- I just…. I’m still really angry.” I lied as I pressed my thighs together, the thought of Enzo forcing his cock into my pussy was unlocking something else in me.
I wished he had finished inside me, I wished he had poured all of his hot sperm into my waiting cunt but it was clear that he was doing it against his own will.
It was clear that he didn’t want to fuck me like that but he had to do it anyway. I bit my lower lip as I thought about his response when I’d told him that I hated him and how cold his voice had sounded.
“Are you sure you’re okay?” Scarlett asked and it wasn’t until then that I realized how deep my middle and ring finger was in my pussy.
My pussy walls clamped really tight around my fingers and I could feel the juice seeping out of my slutty cunt. I stared at the reflection of myself in the mirror and I couldn’t believe how red my face had gotten.
I had taken a quick shower and was going to start getting ready to finally leave the house since Enzo had granted me part of my freedom.
Scarlett and I made plans to go to the mall today so that I could get out of the house at least and I was also going to confide more in my bestie and have her advise me but things seem to be taking a different turn.
After what Enzo did to me this morning, I felt my body reacting in such a strange way. It’s almost as if being raped has always been one of my fantasies.
“I’m fine, Scar,” I lied, forcing the words out of my mouth as I kept fingerfucking myself to the imagination of being raped by Enzo and I stared at my reflection in the mirror with blurry vision as my eyes rolled.
“You know what, le- let me call you back,” I panted as I picked up my phone, “I’ll call you back, love you!” I said quickly into the phone.
“But we were-” I couldn’t wait for her to finish talking and that led to me hanging up the phone before she was done with her sentence.
My body seemed overly sensitive, my nipples were hard and awfully pink, my cheeks were burning and my pussy was spurting out more juice than ever.
This is all because of him! Because he had forcibly had his way with me and now I want him to do more.
I want him to slap me, to choke me until I’m turning really blue from being unable to breathe, I now want him to force his cock into me and fuck me until I was bleeding.
My god, what has he done to me?!
Letting out a shaky breath, I gently slid my hands, including the fingers that had gotten wet from being inside me a while ago, over my firm, eager breasts.
My nipples hardened even more, my body immediately responded to my thoughts and touches, arousing with every passing moment, and I just couldn’t help but enjoy the sensation.
Throwing my head back as I got immersed in the moment, my breathing began to deepen as I moved further up my body, my fingertips brushing against my wet lips.
I could still smell myself and that sent a shiver of pleasure running through my body, eliciting a delightful moan out of my lips.
“Oh fuck, this feels so fucking good.” I bit my lower lips as I slowly slid my hands back down my body. My fingers reached the waistband of the panties I’d slipped on earlier on and I wasted no time trying to pull them down my legs.
My panties dropped to the floor and I felt a rush of excitement course through my body as the towel joined and I sat completely naked in front of the mirror.
I continued exploring my own body, my mind deep in thoughts as I ran both my hands over my hips and down onto my thighs. Every touch is like an electric shock, sending a wave of pleasure through my body that causes me to moan silently and bite my lip.
“Ohh.” I breathed and with each passing moment, I felt myself becoming more aroused and excited, the image of Enzo raping me getting clearer in my head.
My hands didn’t take long to move further down and start exploring between my legs. I could feel my wetness against my fingers as they circle around my clit, teasing it and sending jolts of ecstasy through my body.
I shivered as I closed my eyes and imagined Enzo standing behind me watching every move I made. I could almost feel his presence and the intensity of his gaze on my body.
Imagining Enzo watching me as I fuck myself increased my arousal and I began playing with my wet pussy, exploring it with my fingers while fantasising about Enzo watching me intently.
My breathing became heavier as I circled around my clit, teasing it until I felt a climactic release trying to shatter my defenses.
I couldn’t stop, my body needed this and so I continued fucking myself slowly and steadily, letting out moans of pleasure as my pussy kept clenching around my fingers and releasing more loads of pussy juices.
I could feel Enzo’s gaze on me as I fucked myself in front of the mirror, naked. His hard cock was twitching and it was clear that he couldn’t bear to watch anymore.
It was clear that he wanted to fuck me but will he do what I want him to do? Will he ravish me in an animalistic way? Will he bang my head on the table and fuck me really hard while I try to set myself free?
I splayed out on the chair as I felt Enzo getting closer to me and I let out a moan of delight because of how dark his eyes were, he was going to fuck me.
He’s going to slap me for not complying with him and he’s going to say condescending things to me as he tore my pussy to shreds.
The thought of it filled me with excitement as I pushed two fingers into my cunt again, prepping it for a third one while rubbing my clit with my thumb.
I used my other hand to massage my breasts, pinching my nipples and feeling waves of pleasure course through my frail body.
Enzo groaned, it sounded too real to be an imagination but I was sure it was only because of how deep into my imaginary world I’d gotten.
“You fucking slut!” He cursed as he started undoing his belt and I just wanted him to hit me with it, to whip me for being as bad as I am right now.
To smack some senses into me and make me take back the words I said about hating him but when he finished undoing his belt, he tossed it aside and brought out his cock.
Enzo began stroking his cock in tune with my movement, his eyes not leaving my body, “I can’t wait to bruise that perfectly toned skin of yours.” He said and I groaned as my pace increased.
“You want that, don’t you?” His breath quickened as he watched me fingerfuck my wet pussy, “you want me to tie you up and fuck you until your pussy is bleeding from my assault.” He continued.
I could feel myself reaching climax as Enzo went on telling me the things that I so desperately wanted him to do to me. His grip around his cock tightened as he stroked and I saw precum seeping out of it.
My orgasm building up and ready to drop down on me like a wrecking ball caused me to increase the intensity of my movements, grunting and panting with pleasure.
“You want daddy to treat you like the fucking, worthless, whore of a slave that you are, don’t you?” He grunted as he continued stroking his cock, his hardness twitching in his hand as he started cumming.
I watched as he stroked faster, making me finger myself harder and from the look on his face and the way he groaned, I could tell that he was ready to let it all out at once.
My lips parted, my head fell further back and I couldn’t control the movement of my fingers as I convulsed and felt my orgasm reaching its peak.
“That’s it, cum for daddy, you stupid little slut.” Enzo said, egging me on as my body shuddered, releasing all of my pent-up passion.
My legs shook and my pussy tightened around my finger as orgasmic waves washed all over me letting my pussy squirt more pussy juice than ever.
That felt so good.
Oh, how I wish Enzo was here to drink it all and lick my pussy until it was dry.