Chapter 9 Nine
CONTENT WARNING!!
ANNIE
The room was always dark even with the lights on, one wouldn't know if it were day or night time . And when the curtains were pulled up, the room wore a weird kind of aura.
The dangerous kind which sometimes had ecstasy wrapped around it. Sometimes it was pure evil or something different, it didn't really matter but the fact was that it exuded a certain aura that instilled fear… .
Dylan Xavier.
Of course it was him!
When he said he would ruin me, I felt eager but I knew “the spirit is willing but the flesh is weak” I recalled the preacher boy saying in church when I was little. Fuck my body, it was reacting to his dangerous energy in a rather exciting manner.
Dylan pulled my hair to the bed making me hit my head on the fine hardwood. “Fuck!” I said but it came out as a moan. He ran his hand through my sides probably checking how smooth or how curvy it was… well, I'm not curvy or round and nobody could body shame me!
Smack!
He must be enjoying this. The torture.
Smack!
I bit my lips to stop the moan that was about escaping my lips. “Fuck Annie, you taste like blood!”
Gulp.
How could he find ecstasy in blood or the scent, realising how stupid the question was I focused on how not to moan so as not to face another punishment.
He turned me over, pouncing on me, his lips found its way to my tits and he sucked hard on it. I shut my eyes, a tear slipping from it. That was my weak point and he knew. I moaned loudly
Annie you've messed up!
“Oh milkweed, you do have a habit of screaming at the top of your voice”, he said, gagging my mouth with a piece of clothing. I muffled some curse words and I saw a glint of wickedness flash through his eyes.
Dylan pressed something and chains fell from the ceiling. He cuffed me. My hands were chained as I looked at him, my head was pounding and my eyes were playing tricks on me. I stood before him, naked and sore all over, my breast as hard and bare as a vulture's head. “I'll fuck you till you reach hell, toy”, he said biting my sore neck. Warmth and pain spread all over my body and left a tingling sensation on my toes.
He had a way of torturing someone that brought ecstacy even in death.
He was the real deal .
DYLAN XAVIER
The only thing that was on my mind was to fucking ruin this girl. I chained her hands and gagged her mouth so she couldn't moan… I don't particularly treat the women I fuck this way except if the need arose, but she was different. She brought out this madness that I do not want to quench. I sucked her nipples, feeling its soft texture get hard, she was shaking like someone who was convulsing and I could see her tears… It was exciting!
“Calm down baby girl”, I said, unlocked the chains and removed the clothes and hugged her. I could feel her breath on my neck, it brought this warm sensation that I couldn't explain but I waved it off and focused on what was at hand.
Her fucking body.
“You'll be okay, milkweed”, I said, patting her back as she whimpered. Any living human that hadn't seen what I had seen or felt what I had felt before would take sympathy, but I wasn't going to. I knew Annie's past even more than she did, her running away from home, from Spain and back here. I knew about why she had run without looking back and how lonely she had been when growing up and that was more reason why I should break her and build her into the woman I want.
Her breathing calmed down and I kissed her ear. “ Close your eyes, sweetheart”
I pushed her down on the bed and she winced hitting her head on the hard bed. I dragged her hands chaining them to the bed and did the same to her legs. Her legs were wide apart, she looked like she was doing a cartwheel only that she was chained and her pussy was wide open calling me to put my dick and fist into her.
Nothing was better than hearing the screams and cries of your victim… she was the victim, the one I was going to fuck till she was dead and reborn.
It was either because she still breathed or the fact she tempted me in the most unusual way. She made me want to ruin her.
“You're crazy, you kn…know”. I heard her mumble and I laughed. “I know darling, now shut your pretty sassy mouth before daddy gets angry”
She bit her lower lip and shu her eyes. I always loved it when she did that. Strangely, it made me horny. It always did.
I put my tongue into her pussy and sucked the cum and life out of her, I watched her breathing, it was ragged and not rhythmical. Just how I loved it. Her fighting for breath while holding herself so she won't moan made me want to go into her and devour her but I held myself… this wasn't the time.
I put a finger in and stroked it slowly, then I inserted two fingers, then three… four… five. And I was fast.
In. Out. In. Out.
Annie gritted her teeth while I fingered her quickly, she loved this and hated it. She wouldn't admit it if I asked but her face said it all, it told me she needed more…
Fuck me till I evaporate!
I smiled as I put my hands into a fist and then into her… fist fucking was something I was so perfect in that was how I attracted Amy's mother… No, don't think of that.
She's dead. I killed her.
Don't think of that either… fuck this lady before me till she begs me to stop and then begs for more.
“I'll go into you, my Angel as slowly as ever, you know how gentle I can be”, I said and she used her eyes to curse me. I loved it.
“You'll love it!” I said my body suddenly felt the urge to pounce on this woman and consume her. I began removing my belt and the door flung open.
“Daddy!”
“Daddy I've missed you!”
I turned and Annie opened her eyes. There stood the only reason I wasn't
a dead man.
She wasn't going to be back till Friday.
My ten year old daughter.
Amelia Xavier.