Darren chuckled, kissing me again full on my mouth. ‘You’re learning to be a proper woman, darling,’ he said. ‘I can tell you’ve had blokes inside you before but they didn’t treat you right.’ His body was so hot and heavy on mine, and I felt so vulnerable with his shaft still inside me. ‘I’ll treat you right. I’ll bang you hard and often, and when I’m ready, I’ll put a baby inside you.’
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The Bimbo Wedding: Chapter 7
Femsub maledom bimbo erotica with hypno / mind control, non-consent and breeding
‘You’re learning to be a proper woman, darling,’ Darren chuckled. ‘I can tell you’ve had blokes inside you before but they didn’t treat you right. I’ll treat you right. I’ll bang you hard and often, and when I’m ready, I’ll put a baby inside you.’
I didn’t know what to say. For some reason, the thought of his seed swimming around inside me turned me on immensely.
‘I don’t want to be a parent,’ I said eventually, wondering why I was letting him talk to me like this.
‘What’s that got to do with anything?’ Darren chuckled, settling himself more comfortable down on top of me. He was so heavy and I felt pinned in place, trapped underneath him, his shaft slowly stiffening inside me again. ‘Anyway, that’s for later,’ he groaned, rocking his hips so that his slowly growing erection slid in and out of me in a gentle motion. ‘I want you again. Get up on your knees and present your arse to me.’
Darren lifted himself up as he spoke, his shaft sliding right out of me. Still unclear why I was obeying him, I rolled over onto my front, shrieking softly as he pulled me roughly backwards, my arse high in the air. I could feel his sweat dripping onto my back and it should have felt gross but it just felt real. He was hot because he’d been working hard and I was pleasing him so of course I would lie here while his sweat dripped onto me.
Behind me, his hands on my hips, Darren slid his stiffening shaft back into me with one thrust and I gasped out loud with shock. My pussy was tender from the rough use and it hurt a little but not badly.
‘Get used to it, darling,’ he grunted. ‘And try to be good. I’ll be scoring you for the blokes tomorrow, and you don’t want me to give you a bad score, do you?’
‘No,’ I said, my voice catching. I didn’t want him to give me a score at all! That was so humiliating.
‘Don’t worry,’ Darren chuckled. ‘You keep obeying me like this and everything will be fine.’ He sniggered. ‘Time for a little fun.’
I heard him grabbing something out of a bedside drawer and then he reached around me and I felt his fingers hot on my pussy. He fingered my clit briefly from there, then I gasped as he clipped something onto me. It was some kind of clamp, not overly tight, but with tiny teeth that gripped onto me and a wide, hard part that ran between my labia all the way down my slit to near my entrance.
Darren chuckled as I gasped. ‘Wait for it, darling,’ he chuckled, and I whimpered softly as I felt him tightening the toy, until my whole clit felt as though a tiny hand was grabbing me. The tongue that ran down to my entrance was lying flat against the sensitive skin, pushing into me.
Darren must have flicked a switch on a remote after that, because suddenly the toy came alive, buzzing with a sharp vibration right against my clit. I jumped at the sensation, instinctively trying to pull away from him, but he didn’t let me, holding tightly onto my hips.
‘No, darling,’ he said. ‘Take it. You’re going to cum while I’m inside you.’
I didn’t want to cum for him. I really didn’t. It was too vulnerable, too real. Cumming was something that I shared with nice partners, with people that I actually liked. Not people like Darren who was horrible and who I didn’t even know why I was fucking anyway.
‘I don’t want to cum,’ I gasped, already feeling the sensations rising in my clitoris. ‘Please take it off.’
The clamp was so tightly clasped to my soft flesh that I couldn’t avoid it. Attempts to rock my hips or clench my muscles to avoid it only served to strengthen the sensation, and I felt a hot, pulsing need rising inside me in waves. I didn’t want to cum. It was too embarrassing, it made me too vulnerable.
Darren just laughed as if I’d said something funny. ‘Oh, sweetheart,’ he chuckled. ‘You keep saying things that you want or don’t want. You’re not a person,’ he laughed again, genuinely amused. ‘You’re a pretty set of sex organs I can stick my dick inside.’
‘I’m not!’ I gasped, unable to let that slide. ‘I’m real.’
Darren just chuckled again as if I had said something hilarious. ‘You’re a doll, darling. My sweet little sex doll with big boobs. What you think of as your orgasm is a programmed response to external stimuli. Now cum for me.’
He flicked the switch on the toy’s remote again, intensifying the vibrations, and suddenly, just like that, I came. It was so intense that I was unable to stop myself orgasming. I gasped and shuddered, my clit flushing with hot electric sensation over and again while I gasped for breath, my mouth wide open against the bedclothes.
‘Like that,’ Darren said, sounding satisfied with himself. ‘Say thank you, girl.’
He hadn’t switched off the vibrator and it was still running sharply against my now over-sensitive pussy.
‘Thank you,’ I gasped unthinkingly, obediently.
Suddenly, I hated him and I wanted to roll away. But I also didn’t want to because the feeling inside me was too good. I didn’t like him and it was humiliating to have to thank him for an orgasm I hadn’t wanted, but I still didn’t want the sex to be over. Stupidly, I was enjoying saying ‘yes’ to him too much.
I still believed that there would be a time in the future when I would say ‘no’ and then that would be that.
‘Good girl,’ Darren murmured. ‘I’m going to fuck you a little and then you’re going to cum again. And again and then again, until I decide that we’re done.’
I moaned involuntarily at the sensation as he flicked the switch on the vibrator again, and the toy jumped up a notch, buzzing sharply against my clit. It was too much and my sensitive tissues wanted to hide from it but that wasn’t possible because it was gripping so tightly onto me. I was moaning wordlessly into the bedclothes, unable to stop the sounds coming out of my mouth, desperate to avoid the sensation between my legs.
Darren just laughed and held tightly onto my hips, started to grind himself into me from behind, his shaft thick and hard. He had wrapped his belt around my hips and that gave him extra leverage to thrust harder into me.
‘You’re not allowed to cum until I say you can,’ he said, sounding pleased with himself. ‘And when I tell you to, you will cum immediately. Is that clear?’
‘Yes,’ I moaned, just wanting the sensations to stop. I kept trying to writhe away from them but the clamp was gripping so tightly onto my clit that I couldn’t and all I succeeded in doing was fucking Darren’s shaft deeper into me.
‘Stupid girl,’ he murmured, chuckling to himself. ‘I’ll do what I want to you.’ On those words, he flicked the switch on the vibrator up again and suddenly I was screaming, the tiny little sharp vibrating teeth too much for my sensitive clit to bear.
Darren ignored my screams, starting to fuck me in earnest, ramming himself into me hard and painfully against my cervix again.
‘I’m teaching you a lesson, Abigail,’ he grunted once. ‘Your job is to be fucked and to obey. Nothing else. You’re not capable of anything more complex than that, are you, darling?’
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