‘Get your jeans off, girl. And your panties,’ Boulder ordered me. I scrambled to obey, still unable to understand why I couldn’t disobey him or Garnet. Soon Boulder stood in front of me, stroking his erection. ‘You’re going to be good to me, darling,’ he said, as if stating a truth, and I flushed as I felt the warm arousal right through me.
I was going to be good to him. He was horrible and still I was going to give him the best fuck of his life.
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Vanessa’s Fall: Chapter 5
[Vanessa’s Fall contains heavy non-consent, male domination, female submission and enslavement, breeding and lactation themes and mind control. All characters are over 18. Read Chapter 1 here]
‘You’re going to be good to me, darling,’ Boulder said, as if stating a truth, and I flushed as I felt warm arousal right through me.
I was going to be good to him. He was horrible and still I was going to give him the best fuck of his life.
‘Get on your back, love,’ he sneered, lowering himself down onto his knees on the couch. ‘Spread those thighs of yours. I want you beneath me and moaning.’
I lay obediently back on the worn lounge cushions, feeling infinitely vulnerable as I spread my knees, and Boulder moved onto hands and knees above me, his erection streaming precum down onto my bare stomach.
‘Heh,’ he said again, his eyes drinking in my available body beneath him. ‘It’s nice to have a girl who can’t disobey. I should have tried this earlier.’
I looked up at him with eyes that I knew looked soft and needy, I was panting hard, my whole body felt like a black hole ready for him to imprint himself onto me.
‘Tell me that you want me,’ Boulder said, his breath warm on my face.
‘I want you,’ I said, feeling the truth of the words sink into me.
Oh gods, I didn’t know why but I wanted him so much.
‘You don’t like me,’ he said, ‘but still, you want me. I like that.’
He was right. I didn’t like him but I did want him.
‘We’re going to have a long and productive relationship,’ Boulder sniggered as he lowered himself down onto his elbows above me. He kissed me gently on the lips like a lover would, a single flash of tongue lighting a path from my lips down my spine and into my groin. ‘Kiss me back,’ he ordered me, and I saw the drunk light of power in his eyes. ‘Kiss me like you want me.’
I kissed him. Hot and hard, it was probably the best kiss of my life. I couldn’t believe how much I wanted him. His lips met mine and I pulled him down into me, opening my mouth wide and sinking my tongue deep into him as if to let him swallow me whole.
We kissed for a long time, me frantic and desperate, Boulder above me sniggering a little at how needy I was but taking all of it anyway.
‘I’m the best thing that happened to you all day, love,’ he said once, his breath hot on my face as he pulled back briefly. ‘God knows who you were going to fuck otherwise. A guy in a carpark probably.’
The amusement in his voice made me sting with embarrassment but I didn’t stop kissing him or writhing my entire body up against his. I did have a moment of panic as his hands drifted down my torso and I felt his firm grip settle on my hips, holding me still for him. I felt him finally lowering his hips down over me.
He’s going to fuck me, I thought, some distant part of my brain wondering how this had happened out of the blue on my Saturday morning. He’s going to fuck me now. And the arsehole didn’t even put a condom on.
‘You’re going to be good for me,’ Boulder said once, his voice rough and hoarse with need, and then I felt his hot hardness sliding against my pussy, rubbing back and forth too high up near my mound, before lowering himself properly and shoving himself hard through my labia.
I gasped to feel this uncouth man pushing himself against my entrance, then I shrieked out loud as he grunted hard and slid halfway into me.
He didn’t put a condom on, my brain said again, feeling panicked at the thought of him bare inside me. I wasn’t on birth control because I hadn’t had sex for months. Damn him, I would have to go find a morning after pill and get an STI check.
But as Boulder pushed deeper into me, roughly stretching me open, my body felt exultant. He was thick and my entrance was yelling out at being stretched like this, but it felt good, like it was meant to be. I was meant to lie back on this couch, in this dingy office of a cheap law firm, being raped by this rough, brutal man, his breath hot and heavy on my face.
I could feel how insanely wet I was, and as Boulder shoved himself deeper into me, my hips rose up to meet him, welcoming him inside me, starting to fuck him hard and desperately.
‘Stupid bitch,’ he laughed once into my face. ‘You’d do anything for cock. Wouldn’t you? We’ll make good use of that.’
And then words fled as he was ramming himself hard into me while I writhed up against him and clenched my pussy around him again and again, and I was gasping and moaning, desperate to feel more of him, more and harder. An instant or an eternity later, I felt myself cumming, embarrassingly, horrifyingly, around Boulder’s shaft.
I usually find it pretty difficult to orgasm but not that day, and Boulder laughed in triumphant amusement down at me.
I felt myself fading in and out as Boulder kept fucking me, grinding himself into me rough and brutal, as if I was a toy he’d bought for quick and desperate pleasure at some roadside vending machine. His whole body was hot and heavy on top of mine, his hands hard on my hips, his mouth back on mine, forcing his tongue inside me just as deeply as his dick was inside my vagina.
He ejaculated inside me eventually, and I felt his seed splashing into me as he groaned out his pleasure.
I lay underneath Boulder, his body heavy on mine, imprinting himself into me in every way. I felt wet and sticky between my legs and I couldn’t believe how passionately, desperately, I had wanted him inside me.
It’s the drugs, I told myself. It’s whatever they injected into me. Garnet said it made people horny.
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