Chapter 31 Chapter Fourteen Part Two - Orenda
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?!” I demand as I start to get up.
He leisurely pushes me back down and lays his forearm on my back, pressing down with minute force, sending fire radiating through my spine.
“You’re going to do everything I command,” he declares in an eerily calm, though still deep voice.
“Last I checked, hell hadn’t frozen over,” I snap defiantly, trying with all my strength to get off his lap only to realise my efforts are futile. He’s only using a minuscule amount of his strength to keep me pinned, but it’s enough to make his body weight feel like a giant boulder on my back.
His hand begins to caress my backside, the tight fabric of my dress doing little to dull the singe of his touch. He pulls my dress up by the hem, leaving the cheeks of my ass exposed to the frigid air. My heart begins to thunder in my chest as realisation sets in.
“Tell me who you belong to,” he orders, a strange and unsettling detached ere to his voice.
“I’m not telling you shit,” I bark, trying to slide out from between his arm and legs.
I suddenly let out a pained cry, my body rocketing forward when I feel Azadou’s hand connect harshly with my ass, sending a scorching sting through my right cheek. My body stills, the shock of Azadou’s action leaving me frozen.
Did this asshole really just spank me?!
I look back at him, my eyes wide in horror as he slowly and firmly kneads my ass, intensifying the sting and making me whimper, but worse and more shamefully, is the fluttering building up deep in my core from his touch.
“Let’s try this again,” he states. “Who do you belong to?” he calmly asks.
My eyes narrow at him obstinately, “I am not your property,” I firmly declare through gritted teeth.
I never even saw his hand move. I only knew he had when I let out another pained cry as his hand connected with my other cheek, only harder this time. I grip tightly to my bedsheets, tears pricking my eyes as my ass begins to burn like it’s being pricked by a thousand burning needles. His hand slowly caresses my ass, the burn of our bond soothing the burn of his smacks while sending my mind and body into turmoil.
“Since when are you so defiant?” he questions, a tinge of amusement in his voice.
Before I can respond, I feel him strike right at the apex of my thighs, his absurdly large hand effortlessly covering my ass and pussy all at once. The intensifying sting of his assault is painful, but it’s the unexpected throbbing pleasure the force of his hand sends through my pussy that has a shameful moan passing my lips. I remain frozen, too disgusted to look back at him, ashamed by my body’s response to something so degrading.
I bite my lips together, fisting my fingers in my bed sheets as I feel his fingers graze the thin fabric of my thong. He presses his finger against my clit, my body writhing in response but I refuse to let a sound escape me.
His hand disappears from my backside causing my heart rate to spike as dreaded anticipation hangs in the air while a distant and masochistic part of me seems to delight in what is to come.
Cries and groans fly uncontrolled from my mouth, unable to be held back as his hand connects with my flesh over and over and over again, never striking the same place twice. He strikes my left cheek, right thigh, pussy, right cheek, left thigh, constantly changing the pattern to prevent me from anticipating his next move. With every smack, I feel his cock growing in size beneath me.
My lashes are wet from the tears I refuse to shed as I pant for air. I feel the swelling stretching my skin, making every smack more agonising than the last. My flesh feels like it could tear at any minute, and yet the powerful vibrations of every slap has my pussy pulsating eagerly, my insides shamefully lubricating to the point of overflow.
His hand begins to gently caress the marks he has no doubt left on my body, the sensation both unbearable and alleviating at the same time. The sensation of carpet burn around my hips hits me as Azadou tears the thong from my body, my mouth somehow feeling dry despite me having to gulp down the saliva building up in my mouth.
“Tell me again how you’re not my property,” he taunts condescendingly as two of his fingers slide deep inside my pussy, his now steeled cock twitching against my stomach.
My eyes roll back, and I let out a deep mewl of pleasure as his burning fingers ease the consuming itch inside me, sending a fierce spasm rolling through my body. Despite the pleasure, the fury inside me remains present and pushes through the intoxication.
“Fuck you,” I manage to spit at him fuelled by the last shred of my defiance.
He chuckles darkly, his eyes blazing purple. “That’s exactly what I plan to do.”
His fingers begin to move in circles inside me, going around and around, scratching the unyielding itching spreading through my walls as he pushes deeper inside me. I break into pants, heat spreading through my body making my toes curl as the sound of his fingers moving swiftly against my slick wetness fills my ears. Suddenly he inserts another finger, pumping them inside me as my pussy accepts him without protest. My pants turn into moans, and I can feel that exquisite knot inside me building intensely.
Every muscle in my body tightens like a springboard, my moans increasing in anticipation as I feel the knot inside me ready to explode, but just as I’m about to come, I feel him withdraw his fingers from me. My moans turn into exhausted pants as my muscles become a jittery mess, twitching uncontrollably from my body’s denied release. I manage to look back at Azadou, my face conveying all the confusion and frustration I feel as my body now feels like one giant, exposed nerve-ending.
Azadou takes his weight off me, grips my chin and forces me up onto my knees. His fingers dig into my flesh, burning and bruising me all at the same time. He stares down into my eyes, and what I see as I stare back unsettles me. His eyes look almost possessed as if the consuming lust I feel from him has completely taken him over.
“I’m far from done with you, my defiant avifauna.” His words almost sound like a threat. A voice in the back of my mind screams for me to tell him to stop and run away, but it’s drowned out by the overpowering need coursing through me. The need for him to finish what he started and give me what he denied me.
Azadou rises from the bed, pushing his sweatpants down and stepping out of them as his rock-hard, 13-inch cock springs free like a deadly projectile, forcing me to lean away. I stare at his inhumanly large girth twitching in front of my face as a bead of pre-cum drips from the tip. I’ve never actually seen his cock before. I’ve felt it and from that, knew it was big…but I wasn’t prepared for this. He couldn’t have fit all that inside me, he just couldn’t have! The tip is smaller and pointed but the rest of him is just thick, meaty flesh. To think I’ve had this monster inside me is almost terrifying…
Azadou grabs hold of my Dutch braids and fists them in his hand, holding my head in place. If he were anyone else, I wouldn’t have let him get close enough to touch my hair but he’s my animai, him touching my hair feels right, even in this capacity.
He fists his cock in his free hand and brushes the tip of his cock against my lips, the bead of pre-cum coating my lips.
“Open your mouth,” he orders.
I stare at his cock with trepidation, but the throbbing between my thighs fuels the excitement deep within me, and without a second thought, I follow his command and open my mouth.
“Wider,” he says forcefully.
I open my mouth as wide as I can and Azadou seizes his opportunity, angling his cock into my mouth as he pushes my head forward. My jaw instantly aches as his thick cock pries my mouth open beyond its normal capacity. I look up, watching his eyes roll back as a deep growl rumbles in the back of his throat, the sound sending shivers through my body and making my pussy pulsate uncontrollably.
He opens his eyes, staring down at me through a cloud of lust. He grabs a hold of my head, holding me in place and begins to thrust his cock into my mouth. He starts slow, his firm but velvety flesh moving against my tongue as he licks his lips hungrily. I try to relax my mouth and throat as he continues to push what little of his cock he can fit, in and out of my mouth.
He frees one hand from my head and uses it to yank the fabric of my halter dress to the sides, freeing my breasts from their confines. His eyes suddenly ignite, and his hands grip the sides of my head a little tighter making me groan in protest. He begins to force more of his cock into my mouth, my cheeks feeling the strain as his thrusts gain speed. He lets out a salacious groan, panting animalistically as he proceeds to fuck my mouth. I place my hands on his hips, trying in vain to push back, digging my nails into him as I feel his cock hit the back of my throat. Tears begin to stream from my eyes as I begin to choke around his cock, barely able to take in air.
His thrusts turn almost violent as I feel saliva drooling down my chin and neck, then dribbling onto my breasts. My body heaves, gagging on his cock as he punishes my throat with his thrusts. My head spins, black spots dancing in my vision, already obscured by my tears, but he doesn’t stop. He speeds up, growling like a savage beast as he stares down at me with burning eyes. Suddenly he stills, holding my head in place as he lets out a roar of ecstasy that makes the room shake. I feel his warm cum fill my mouth, spurts hitting the back of my throat. As he pants heavily, he frees one hand from my head and takes a hold of his cock, withdrawing his cock from my mouth, finally granting my jaw a reprieve.
“Open your mouth and show me how much of my cum you can take,” he commands, tilting my head back, his cock still solid as granite and wet with my saliva.
Without thinking, I open my mouth wide, holding his load in my mouth. The act feels degrading to the core of my being and yet an excited thrill rushes through me, making me press my thighs together when I see the excitement burning in his eyes.
“You’re such a good little cum slut,” he praises, freeing his other hand from my head and caressing my cheek with it. He holds my chin open, staring at me with dark reverence. “Now show me how an obedient cum slut swallows all that cum.”
With my eyes locked on his, I swallow down the mouthful of cum and take relief from being able to suck deep breaths into my lungs, only for each breath to bring an uncomfortable burning to the back of my throat.
“Do you want more?” his deep voice gently asks, and for some horrifying reason, I nod my head. It’s like I’m a backseat passenger to my own body, forced to watch it say and do things that I don’t want it to. “I want to hear you say it. Say you want my cock,” he orders.
“I…want your cock,” I breathe out quietly.
He scoffs, “You can do better than that.”
He lets me go and begins to slowly stroke his cock in front of me, his eyes raking over me like a hungry animal. My eyes focus on the movement of his hand, the firmness with which he squeezes his cock and the slow deliberate pace of his strokes. The action is hypnotic, and I feel my nipples pebbling firmly as my pussy overflows, coating my inner thighs. All I can picture is his cock sheathed inside me, my pussy taking the place of his hand as he uses my body to stroke his cock.
“I want your cock inside me,” I tell him, my voice breathy and my words wanton. “I need to feel your hard cock stroking my insides like only you can,” I beg, placing my hands on his stomach, staring at him like a slave who now yearns for punishment.
He takes in a deep breath as his eyes flare, “That’s what I wanted to hear.”
He pulls me up by my shoulders, blood flow returning to my legs. He continues to hold me up by my shoulders as he backs me up against the wall. I yelp when the cold of the wall connects with my flesh, but it doesn’t faze him. He bends down, placing his arms under my thighs and lifts me with ease, spreading my legs wide apart as he pins me to the wall. On instinct I wrap my arms around his neck, our skin now like one giant inferno. I gulp, my breath turning shallow as he casts his eyes down. I follow his eyes and watch as he lines his cock at my dripping entrance, the tip spreading my folds. With one powerful thrust, he pushes his cock deep inside me, hitting my cervix hard and making me scream out. The scream is a mix of pain and pleasure that only spurs him on.
He thrusts his cock deep inside me with quick eagerness, pushing harder with each stroke of his cock. My walls flutter around him, clinging to his cock, feeling the remnants of my last build-up. I dig my nails into his shoulders, moaning uncontrollably, my eyes roll back into my skull as every inch of his cock has my body overcome with ecstasy. He groans deeply, breathing hard, his eyes fixated as he obsessively watches his cock sink into my pussy.
“Look how much more of my cock your pussy can take,” he praises with erotic pride.
I look down, licking my lips between moans as I watch more than half of his cock disappear inside me, the image making my pussy clench around him. He picks up the pace, thrusting inside me like a jackhammer as I throw my head back. I scream and cry out, feeling his cock stretching me past my limits and threatening to split me in half.
He steps closer, pushing his cock deeper inside me as he pushes my thighs wider apart until my knees are touching the wall. My face scrunches as I feel pain shoot through my hips and pussy, my body screaming in protest while craving more. He buries his head against my neck, his mouth latching onto my flesh and sucking hard while his teeth tug at my skin. I wrap my arms around him, cradling his head close as my fingers dive into his hair, grasping fistfuls as my body feels on the brink of ruin.
I clamp my lips together, my body and lungs burning as sweat soaks through my dress. My eyes shut tight, my muscles coil and that knot from before grows tighter deep in my belly.
“Az…a..dou…” I choke out as the knot builds to intensive levels.
My toes curl, my lungs forget to function and then the knot explodes to cataclysmic levels. I scream. I scream my throat raw as my orgasm goes off like a nuclear reactor. My vision goes white, and my legs shake in the air as I pull at Azadou’s hair, every muscle in my body trembling uncontrollably as his unrelenting thrusts keep my orgasm rolling through my body. My body goes limp, unable to take the power of my own release and as my white vision turns black, I feel Azadou thrust deep inside me, squeezing my ass hard as he stills. He groans powerfully into my neck, the sound ringing in my ear as I feel his cum fill me up. My breathing slows and I feel myself being pulled into darkness. As I feel everything start to fade out, I swear I feel Azadou’s lips tenderly kiss my neck, but before I get the chance to reflect on it, everything goes completely dark.