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She looks so small, with me towering over her.
I see the fear flash in her eyes and my cock twitches in my pants.
She may look like a princess, but this one has some fire to her. I like that.
“Not at all, princess.” I wait a few beats before speaking again. “Unless you’re into that kind of thing.”
“You can fuck anywhere if you want it bad enough,”
But the demented bastard I call my cock is screaming for me to take little miss perfect and give her exactly what she’s asking for.
“If you are still here when I come back, I promise I’ll give you what you want. You wanna stop having to be you for the night? I’ll show you what it's like to be someone else.”
“You have to tell me to stop if it’s too much,” I rasp.
“Is it really that easy to turn you on, princess? I shouldn’t be surprised. Does Travis even know what to do with his dick? Has he ever fucked you the way you deserve to be fucked?”
“For tonight,” I breathe out as I pull away from her mouth, “This is mine.”
“Good, princess. You look so pretty when you come.”
“I wanted your first orgasm to be your own.” His voice sounds muffled, my ears still ringing from the release. “The rest will be on my terms.”
Rule #4: Don’t trust a word that comes out of my mouth.
“You haven’t seen cruel yet, princess. This is just the beginning.”
“Shh, princess. Don’t worry. I’ll give your body exactly what it’s asking for.”
“You’re such a little freak, Blair. How does this feel, being my own personal cum slut? Letting me use your body any way I fucking want.”
“Come for me, princess. Show me how good you feel.”
“Breathe through it, princess. You got it. You’re so fucking gorgeous right now. Keep coming for me like a good girl.”
“I need one more,”
“Open,” I command, and she does as she’s told. I hold her jaw and spit it all into her mouth. “Swallow.”
“The game ends as soon as I get bored of your pussy. That’s the only interesting thing about you, and I get bored easily, B.”
“Fuck, Blair. You’re doing so well,”
“My perfect little slut,”
“I’m failing to see your point. Are you not a cheap whore?”
“Oh, Blair. So many things I would teach you if I had the time.”
“Aren’t pretty girls supposed to be scared of monsters?”
“You’re free when the sun comes up, Blair. Until then, you belong to me.”
“You want what? Spit it out, princess. I’m not doing shit until you use your words.”
“Use me.” Fuuuuuuck.
“Trust me,” I soothe. “I got you.”
“Oh, God,” she groans. “Just me, princess. Just me.”
“‘No shit’? Really? You thought you were going to get away with that? You can fucking crawl.”
“Princess, I am going to coat your throat. I want you to swallow.” He grunts in between thrusts. “Every. Single. Drop.”
“I don’t know that I’ll ever get enough of you, Blair,” he rasps against the back of my neck. “For once in my life, I may need more than just one night.”
“I need you like this all the time. You look so pretty when you’re being fucked senseless.”
“I fucking love the way you break for me, Blair.
“You really are a needy little whore, aren’t you?”
