Total pages in book: 14
Estimated words: 12868 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 64(@200wpm)___ 51(@250wpm)___ 43(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 12868 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 64(@200wpm)___ 51(@250wpm)___ 43(@300wpm)
And when he pulled back, I forced myself to look down and stare at him. He had the bottom of the mask pushed up as he brought the knife to his mouth and licked the blade clean, lapping up my blood.
He disgusted me.
He turns me on.
I grabbed his shoulders and tried to shove him away, but it was halfhearted. And in retaliation, just as he promised, he growled and leaned in to bite my clit. Hard. I squealed and let go.
“Bad little girl.” He let the knife drop to the floor with a clatter and a second later went back to eating me out voraciously.
Viciously.
Violently.
I was on the verge of having an orgasm and hated myself because of it.
I slapped the side of his head, and he groaned.
“Hurts so good.”
I shook my head because I felt my orgasm rising to the surface. “I won’t come,” I whined to myself.
“You will.”
He shoved three thick fingers into my pussy at the same time he sucked on my clit.
“Go on. Be Daddy’s whore.”
I came for him and cried throughout the entire thing.
My pussy was soaked, and the wet, slurping sounds of his mouth and my cunt made the entire encounter even more humiliating.
When I crashed back to reality, I was panting, dizzy, and unable to stand upright. He had his hand on my throat again, keeping me pressed to the door as he stood. He rubbed his fingers through my pussy, smearing them around my wetness before sliding those to my asshole and teasing the tight hole.
“I’m going to ass-fuck you before the night is over with. Really stretch this little hole and use you up.”
He squeezed my throat and then let me go. I sagged against the door, shocked I could keep myself vertical. He took several steps back and unzipped his jeans, pulling his cock out.
“Get on your knees. You’re about to gag on this enormous cock.”
I didn’t move fast enough for his liking because he put a hand on my shoulder and shoved me down to the floor. My knees connected with the hardwood, stinging from the impact. I hissed out, and he chuckled.
He had his cock in hand, holding it like a weapon. His pre-cum was a steady drip off the crown, sliding down the underside, and making a sticky mess on the floor.
He was intimidating as he jerked himself off, laughing and moaning, watching me as I knelt before him and had to crane my neck just to stare into his face.
“Open wide. I’m going all the way down your throat.”
He smoothed his palm over his leaking dick, covering his flesh with pre-cum, and then he reached out fast like a cobra strike and had my jaw in his hand. He shoved his fingers between my lips, prying my mouth open, the slickness of his seed on his palm smearing all over my face.
“Take my dick like the good little slut you are.”
I moaned and relaxed my jaw as I stared at his face.
And then, he forced me to take his cock.
“Jesus Christ,” he hissed as he pushed inch after girthy inch into my mouth. He was in so deep I gagged right away, which caused him to groan and curse in bliss.
The masked intruder thrust his hips back and forth, pushing his cock deeper into my mouth with every passing second. I felt the tip hit the back of my throat and kept gagging violently. He was too thick and big. My eyes watered profusely before the tears slid down my cheeks, creating tracks of my degrading submission.
“Go on, pretty, little whore. Take all of me until you can’t breathe.”
I had my hands on his thighs as I tried to push him back when he thrust forward. I couldn’t suck air in through my nose, not when he would go so deep his dick head was lodged in my throat, blocking my airway.
“Such a good girl. My beautiful slut.”
Saliva pooled at the corners of my lips before sliding out and trailing down my chin and neck.
“Fucking love you crying while your mouth is full of my cock.”
The fat tears continued to roll down my cheeks as he pistoned in and out. He grabbed a fistful of hair at the back of my head and jerked it at an angle, opening up my throat more so he could push as deep as he could.
“Your tears make me harder.” He was lazily pumping in and out of me now, but then he would pick up speed until I was making noises around him—pleads and moans.
“Can you feel how thick I’ve gotten since being buried between these plump lips of yours?”
My eyes felt wide, my mouth wider and stuffed full of his shaft.
I moaned around his girth and nodded as much as I could with a mouthful of cock.
“Bet you never saw yourself forced to suck a stranger’s cock.” He laughed like a psychopath.